Misunderstood Seeking Friendly Advice Poems
#misunderstood
Radio Waves
Went into a shop yesterday
To buy a radio
And whilst the shopkeeper
Was packing it
I said
"Ive got a transistor!"
The shopkeeper said "Really?"
"What's her name?"
I said "No, no no no"
"Ive got a transistor radio"
And left
With a Low Wave
by Jemia
To buy a radio
And whilst the shopkeeper
Was packing it
I said
"Ive got a transistor!"
The shopkeeper said "Really?"
"What's her name?"
I said "No, no no no"
"Ive got a transistor radio"
And left
With a Low Wave
by Jemia
#funny
#misunderstood
#transgender
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Not a Smoking Gun
I’m not a smoking gun you’re depending on, I am hidden in the dark with a pipe trying to smoke
myself out of uncertainty and doubt . You can’t rely on me as I can’t see who I am amongst the clouds and fumes of a double identity .I am strong but oh so weak at times .I’m fear and fearless and sad and happy . I’m a double edged sword . Who doesn’t know whether to wound or defend or surrender . I ‘m am not the odds on bet that becomes an accumulator . I am just one person who has a foot in the past and tentatively trying to find the common ground to take that step into the sun .
myself out of uncertainty and doubt . You can’t rely on me as I can’t see who I am amongst the clouds and fumes of a double identity .I am strong but oh so weak at times .I’m fear and fearless and sad and happy . I’m a double edged sword . Who doesn’t know whether to wound or defend or surrender . I ‘m am not the odds on bet that becomes an accumulator . I am just one person who has a foot in the past and tentatively trying to find the common ground to take that step into the sun .
#happiness
#courage
#honesty
#misunderstood
#hypocrisy
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She’s at the gate .
You touched her mind in her Silent thoughts . You would never know how thinking about you makes an anxious woman relax and smile and believe that she is a class act . How your love of life Is infectious your sense of fun combined with a gorgeous face and piercing blue eyes Make her high on life as you
Live in it . She is a private soul and leaves most people On the outside and yet you Make her want to open the gate and walk amongst the fears that terrify her the most . People, they are a precarious tribe of many sides love and hate , trustful to suspiciously cagey to a follow to be...
Live in it . She is a private soul and leaves most people On the outside and yet you Make her want to open the gate and walk amongst the fears that terrify her the most . People, they are a precarious tribe of many sides love and hate , trustful to suspiciously cagey to a follow to be...
#happiness
#strength
#courage
#honesty
#misunderstood
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the way of a marriage
The way a marriage
On the bus 8 to Garston, I met my future wife; I was going
to meet someone at the British Legion, something about
a job as a cook on a ship. At an outdoor, we bought cans of
cokes and a bottle of rum.
I thought she was the kindest woman; I had ever met.
We married, and people I didn’t like came to our reception
like my brothers-in-laws
Dreams never last on cook’s wages, awake one morn
no smell of coffee from downstairs; she had gone out
and left a note: “Get a Job, you drunken slob!”
I took a bus to Albert Dock,...
On the bus 8 to Garston, I met my future wife; I was going
to meet someone at the British Legion, something about
a job as a cook on a ship. At an outdoor, we bought cans of
cokes and a bottle of rum.
I thought she was the kindest woman; I had ever met.
We married, and people I didn’t like came to our reception
like my brothers-in-laws
Dreams never last on cook’s wages, awake one morn
no smell of coffee from downstairs; she had gone out
and left a note: “Get a Job, you drunken slob!”
I took a bus to Albert Dock,...
#motivational
#spiritual
#patience
#misunderstood
#sacrifice
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Marry jo
Mary Jo
Mary Jo, where are you now? Dusty bones in a cemetery?
A dashing man drove you through the night, over a bridge
that wasn’t there, into the water, and then you were alone
breathing, through pockets of air in the car, waiting for
him to rescue you. Did you hear steps on the pebbly road
as he was running away? And your tears became the sea`s
Mary Jo, I have not forgotten you; the man who betrayed
you., is dead too; they gave him a send-off, and the famous
came to his wake; did they think of you?
Your parents were paid off not to...
Mary Jo, where are you now? Dusty bones in a cemetery?
A dashing man drove you through the night, over a bridge
that wasn’t there, into the water, and then you were alone
breathing, through pockets of air in the car, waiting for
him to rescue you. Did you hear steps on the pebbly road
as he was running away? And your tears became the sea`s
Mary Jo, I have not forgotten you; the man who betrayed
you., is dead too; they gave him a send-off, and the famous
came to his wake; did they think of you?
Your parents were paid off not to...
#dark
#motivational
#honesty
#misunderstood
#tolerance
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Shout
soon
turns to later
later
disappears
too much of my brain
taken away
by worries
and the day to day
if you haven't heard from me
SHOUT
don't murder me
or shut me out
turns to later
later
disappears
too much of my brain
taken away
by worries
and the day to day
if you haven't heard from me
SHOUT
don't murder me
or shut me out
#relationships
#betrayal
#misunderstood
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Feeling Fractured
If you only knew, that my soul bent down to
Hold you in your darkness and I sang you
Lullabies of everything you told yourself that
Wasn’t right with you. I sang an alternative tune with no sleight of hand , but just to mention a few facts that stand as tall as the
Sky and touch the light of the sun . That’s you .
You’re just been blinded by the Unilluminated
Stories we recite quietly when life jostles us
To hibernate and you feel you can’t relate but
I am telling you the truth the shadows of feeling fractured don’t last.
Hold you in your darkness and I sang you
Lullabies of everything you told yourself that
Wasn’t right with you. I sang an alternative tune with no sleight of hand , but just to mention a few facts that stand as tall as the
Sky and touch the light of the sun . That’s you .
You’re just been blinded by the Unilluminated
Stories we recite quietly when life jostles us
To hibernate and you feel you can’t relate but
I am telling you the truth the shadows of feeling fractured don’t last.
#strength
#courage
#dark
#honesty
#misunderstood
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Arc of dahlia
Preconceived notions
in motion
Vitriolic endeavor
The tether to apathy
I marinate in the cloak they fashion
Suturing myself into this synthetic veneer
Adhering to this external solace
Forced to fondle only the surface
When deep down
I've been trimmed of purpose
A newly minted petal
Of a flower
in a vase of malaise
Harrowed by years of misguidance
My emotions, untraveled
Ravelled and in bloom
In a razor lined room
I cinch the spill
until
emphatic palpitations...
in motion
Vitriolic endeavor
The tether to apathy
I marinate in the cloak they fashion
Suturing myself into this synthetic veneer
Adhering to this external solace
Forced to fondle only the surface
When deep down
I've been trimmed of purpose
A newly minted petal
Of a flower
in a vase of malaise
Harrowed by years of misguidance
My emotions, untraveled
Ravelled and in bloom
In a razor lined room
I cinch the spill
until
emphatic palpitations...
#sadness
#misunderstood
#tolerance
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Tasting Madness
screaming in sanity
laughing in madness
fears echoing in my head
pretending I'm real
but that's not how it feels
dissipating in solution
the science of confusion
three parts per million
life devolving in dissolution
and all that's left is reptilian
mindlessly basking in the sun
tongue darting out
tasting the madness
hoping it's safe to hunt
laughing in madness
fears echoing in my head
pretending I'm real
but that's not how it feels
dissipating in solution
the science of confusion
three parts per million
life devolving in dissolution
and all that's left is reptilian
mindlessly basking in the sun
tongue darting out
tasting the madness
hoping it's safe to hunt
#dark
#misunderstood
#vanity #zombies
#vanity #zombies
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Conspiracy
Soulless wisdom; sheltered lust
Withered envy; credence dust
Magnificent infamy; painless denial
Misshapen words, my crux to defile
Shifting one’s purpose to revel in glory
Loveless desire will not be my story
Passionate citizens turn to the light
Truth be my tempest fledging the night
The wicked ones sageness, while effective on most
Undervalued the enlightened holding their post
The depth of the rabbits hole boggles the mind
All these strands of deceit for me to unwind
It’s tangled
It’s tousled
It's ripped...
Withered envy; credence dust
Magnificent infamy; painless denial
Misshapen words, my crux to defile
Shifting one’s purpose to revel in glory
Loveless desire will not be my story
Passionate citizens turn to the light
Truth be my tempest fledging the night
The wicked ones sageness, while effective on most
Undervalued the enlightened holding their post
The depth of the rabbits hole boggles the mind
All these strands of deceit for me to unwind
It’s tangled
It’s tousled
It's ripped...
#misunderstood
#FeelingLost
#FeelingTrapped
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(Raw and unpolished)
Crashing planes
Moving traines
Switching lanes
I don't want none of it
Only still, standing
Looking up to the sky
Or down to the floor
I may not know what I'm doing here on this
Intersection
Or what this means
Vehicules, objects rushing next to me
Still, like a tree
I hope nothing hits me,
Please just make it quick
The tormented mine of Me
Surviving or living
None of it is what I want
Leave
Leave me be
In the crossroads of indecisions
Close ...
Moving traines
Switching lanes
I don't want none of it
Only still, standing
Looking up to the sky
Or down to the floor
I may not know what I'm doing here on this
Intersection
Or what this means
Vehicules, objects rushing next to me
Still, like a tree
I hope nothing hits me,
Please just make it quick
The tormented mine of Me
Surviving or living
None of it is what I want
Leave
Leave me be
In the crossroads of indecisions
Close ...
#loneliness
#mirror
#misunderstood
#escape
#emptiness
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the cold winter of 1949
the cold winter of 1949
The frost hung mercilessly over our town
the woman who had had her nose frozen off
in the winter of 1933, said this time it was worse.
It was bad, cats jumping from one rubbish bin
to another froze to death, in mid-air hanging
like ghastly holograms.
A man on the steps, his wife wouldn’t him in
froze to death while singing Lily Marlene.
His words hung above his head like frozen
jumbled fog, white as a seraph’s giggle.
A gas blast had occurred, the flame
hang in mid-air like yellow icicles waiting ...
The frost hung mercilessly over our town
the woman who had had her nose frozen off
in the winter of 1933, said this time it was worse.
It was bad, cats jumping from one rubbish bin
to another froze to death, in mid-air hanging
like ghastly holograms.
A man on the steps, his wife wouldn’t him in
froze to death while singing Lily Marlene.
His words hung above his head like frozen
jumbled fog, white as a seraph’s giggle.
A gas blast had occurred, the flame
hang in mid-air like yellow icicles waiting ...
#kindness
#courage
#dark
#motivational
#misunderstood
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