James_A_Knight
Poem Published
29th Dec 2023 8:14pm
29th Dec 2023 8:14pm
The Machine is...2024 (Depressing Poem Warning)
The machine is
Hungry for money
Thirsty for blood
The machine is
The breathless immortal
Sniffing at your door
Screaming in the dark
The machine is
Born from the machine
Heart frozen
Soul washed
Mowing forests
Carving deserts
Leaving pits of filth
Toxic air
Toxic sea
Toxic land
Toxic animals
Belts of slaughter
Under Poison rain
Turning millions insane
The machine is
The mechanical vampire
Sucking on your fear
Draining time ...
Hungry for money
Thirsty for blood
The machine is
The breathless immortal
Sniffing at your door
Screaming in the dark
The machine is
Born from the machine
Heart frozen
Soul washed
Mowing forests
Carving deserts
Leaving pits of filth
Toxic air
Toxic sea
Toxic land
Toxic animals
Belts of slaughter
Under Poison rain
Turning millions insane
The machine is
The mechanical vampire
Sucking on your fear
Draining time ...
#corruption
#war
#pollution
#HumanRights
#greed
396 reads
8 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
17th Mar 2019 1:46am
17th Mar 2019 1:46am
The Crucible
too much melancholy
can suck up testosterone
every so often the dawg needs
to dig up his bone
needs to go back to the dungeon
of his soul...hit the bricks
hone in on desires...zone in
find that fiya in the pit of his gut
lock and load...rock n roll
dead lifts..squats
plate loaded dips and pull ups
its all about struggle and strife in these parts
it's about the death of doubt
and the lust for life
gotta stop over analyzing
get out there and challenge himself
vet his...
can suck up testosterone
every so often the dawg needs
to dig up his bone
needs to go back to the dungeon
of his soul...hit the bricks
hone in on desires...zone in
find that fiya in the pit of his gut
lock and load...rock n roll
dead lifts..squats
plate loaded dips and pull ups
its all about struggle and strife in these parts
it's about the death of doubt
and the lust for life
gotta stop over analyzing
get out there and challenge himself
vet his...
#strength
#war
#motivational
#fire
#spiritual
619 reads
4 Comments
CasketSharpe
Poem Published
7th Dec 2022 7:18am
7th Dec 2022 7:18am
Xmas on a Motherf**ka
Dashing through blood covered snow
Mr. Thanksgiving, like Russian sanctions-he is Europe played like a ho',
"Along with his partner in crime Jack Frost
Because the motherfuckas forgot who is the holiday boss,
"They invaded Santa's home
Now the shit is Northern lights 24/7 on,
"So, fuck the fun and children's games
Now its Taliban terrorist living without any shame,
"A white Christmas that will turn into war torn red
But one thing for certain motherfuckas will be dead, ...
Mr. Thanksgiving, like Russian sanctions-he is Europe played like a ho',
"Along with his partner in crime Jack Frost
Because the motherfuckas forgot who is the holiday boss,
"They invaded Santa's home
Now the shit is Northern lights 24/7 on,
"So, fuck the fun and children's games
Now its Taliban terrorist living without any shame,
"A white Christmas that will turn into war torn red
But one thing for certain motherfuckas will be dead, ...
#dark
#war
#Christmas
413 reads
6 Comments
Wafflenose
Ellie
Ellie
Poem Published
1st Apr 2025 9:24pm
1st Apr 2025 9:24pm
Monosyllabic
I dreamt I saw
through arched back door
wild scenes of war
from days of yore.
I dreamt I strode
where sea once flowed.
Whilst warm sun glowed,
my brisk pace slowed.
I dreamt I heard
notes, trilled and slurred.
One song; no word—
a clear toned bird.
I dreamt I knelt
where you once dwelt;
I did near melt,
so sweet it felt.
through arched back door
wild scenes of war
from days of yore.
I dreamt I strode
where sea once flowed.
Whilst warm sun glowed,
my brisk pace slowed.
I dreamt I heard
notes, trilled and slurred.
One song; no word—
a clear toned bird.
I dreamt I knelt
where you once dwelt;
I did near melt,
so sweet it felt.
#dreams
#love
#nature #war
#nature #war
64 reads
5 Comments
goldenmyst
Poem Published
4th Jun 2024 7:09am
4th Jun 2024 7:09am
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Moonlight Rose On A Steamer To Old New York
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
Me and my Moonlight Rose were on a steamer to Old New York. We were reliving an era of rose-scented boudoir steam. We were circling back to the gilded rose of our once upon a time romance in haute couture. And her perfume made me truly believe that everything that glitters is the gold standard of love both new and old.
She was my born again gilded rose in haute couture. And I knew this time we would find that rose we lost somewhere back in the den of Gatsby’s again. Art Deco couldn’t roar like my eternal rose. Our old...
#marriage
#NewYear
#romantic
#sea
#war
196 reads
0 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
28th Apr 2024 1:33pm
28th Apr 2024 1:33pm
Our Agreement Due To Recent Events
After we got done
with humping each
other, I looked in
your eyes and saw
that you agree that
what we don't want
in this modern age
is another Vietnam.
with humping each
other, I looked in
your eyes and saw
that you agree that
what we don't want
in this modern age
is another Vietnam.
#dialogue
#fiction
#FreeVerse
#sensual
#war
203 reads
0 Comments
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