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naila Apr 2015
That night
It was my fault
I shouldnt have told you
How i felt about you
I ******* everything
By saying few words
Im suffering but i'm still able to smile
Gee Jul 2017
I gave up on you
In an earthquake in the frame
Your open skin soaked in blood
On the bumpy fourth kind

If love is where you invest your life
And home is where your heart is
Where did that ******* duck
Where did he invest
You stupid ****

As if all the heart breaks didn't keep you satisfied
You had to leave me with this broken frame of the hero I dreamed of being
You left me wondering
Raging
Screaming
Crying
Mostly you left me dying
I just kept on trying
As you left me at the detour
With no beacon to guide my feet
You watched and stared as I entered
Entered the passenger seat
Left me to dwell on my own
Just to let you know I'm doing well
I'm okay
I'm good
I'm fine
I'm ninety nine shades of *******
No more color in these eyes
You might have tripped the main switch
Might have killed the supplier
Gaurav May 2018
Have you felt the tug on your nerves
Felt the constant ringing in your ears
Your hands jerking like a jelly bowl
And your forehead twisted like a wet rope
The feeling is immense
Its so deep its raw and intense
Those nagging tounges and blabbering lips
Can make you proclaim the right to ****
You twitch to maim and destory
That lingering itch to crack open a skull and enjoy

The cribber party is one of a kind
They are a mouthful and one ******* mind
Cute little dolls can be pin poked
But can the trolls ever be roped?
Hung by a nooze so tight
Given a chance you might even enjoy the sight.

Your friends out of devil's pocket may ignore you
The blueticks on your messages may avoid you
The boss will pick on you like a cheese *******
And the world will conspire and deride and jack you up.

Dont lose calm
Coz sanity once gone will give you a ****..
Your tallest of the four fingers
May be your motto for forever
You might pull of a crazy mind coup
On those pestering sons of cockroach

In the end
Its your nerves of steel that soldier on
Like an overloaded bridge under strain they hold on
Like an airship in turbulence you will ride it through
Some days are gloomy, some mornings can be sweet
Dont you let go, march on...
For there's a right to obey and a right to ****
Crazy office gossips and constant nagging made write this
Breathe and live.
Positive. Inviting every inch of me.
Testing waters.
Chemical inversion
My disturbance. Like a luxury.
So heaven like a tuxedo deal.
**** me see me luckily
Like coming up 7s real
While my stud husband
Cant stop ******* me.
My family jewels.
Tucked away. Dont **** with me.
Money comes so rare.
I swear.
I need to come up.
With a monthly.....
Self replenished
Money tree.....
And dont thinkbasis.
Is creative *** I made
The corners. Of the rug.
A ******* funny place
For pugs to ***.......
Them ugly looking *****
Something similar
To mister Donald Trump.
His ******* junk
Is made dysfunction.
The assumption. Being
Donald's *****.
Is the reason.
Santas fat *** replaced jesus as the meaning of the season.
I should pull meat cleavers.
Pull the lever.
Move the temperature.
To jam rock.
Mary Jane with solidarity. And reach a fever.
And create a religion solely baced on marley vibes. And make Donald first believer.
Launch a soaked ******. At his roster of bodyguards.
And tell himeat it. You big dumb ******* creature.
Back to shadow moves.
Chaotic evil is my breed
Of feature. So ****** feed my need
Or show me fear.
But never show me fakeness.
I'm made for basic. Greatness.
Blame myteacher.
And my leaders
Cant take it here's a spoon.
******* and tell me how it tasted

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