Summer nights in Binghamton never seem to end
We crash, we fall, cause after all the moon is not your friend
So stumble home or where you'll moan for at least half the night
Embrace your fears, keep me near, lets end in the right light

#drunk  
James Medley
James Medley
Jun 1, 2012

losing the battle
fell off the saddle
my hassle is the hustle
and these wounds
are inoperable
a bottle in my hand
while sexy bitches
dance slow
fuck that
all i need is
a notebook
a pen and
some goddamn
headphones

you sure are
sexy though
i could write
a thesis 'bout that ass
but i won't so
what's the point
in getting to know
someone new
when the best
damn dude
is right here
in front of you

my hair soaked in vomit
doors were slamming
drawers breaking
people shouting
teenagers lying

i laid there silently
"third drawer on the right"
i muttered
i couldn't listen to it any longer

my head was pounding
i kept asking if there was a pill that could make the pain go away
something to make me feel normal again
but there was no response

i looked him right in the eye
without flinching, i said
"you did this"
and he knew it wasn't a lie, or an excuse
but a reason
a reason that his daughter was
binge drinking away her sadness

#love   #suicide   #self   #harm   #broken   #sad   #anger   #hate   #death   #alcohol   #father   #alone   #dead   #up   #poison   #sick   #daughter   #lie   #drinking   #binge   #throw  
*Bing*
POETIC T
POETIC T
3 days ago

The wheel spun, as the creaking
Of old rusted joints moved Upon
A
Tattered
Frame,
Its was with in the spinning
The voices sang
The wheel shall spin"
"Fates hand shall tell"
"For will the wheel move"
"Silent"
"Or"
"Sights bell"
I awoke startled, hearing the
Wheels turn, old spokes
Sounding with each rotation,
I looked upon the old bike
A ringing in my ears,
No wheels to move,
"Just an empty shell"
What made the noises
"I touch my head"
I feel blood, like tears falls to the ground
I am conscious and the spokes
Upon a crumpled wheel,
"Each spoke still spinning"
By the movement of the car wheel,
Each one takes
Hair
Skull
Brain,
My mind trying to shield me
From my fate, but the bell on the
Handlebar,
Bing
"BIng"
"BING"
Awoke me to my fate, a broken
Reflector shows what closed eyes
Did cloak, from me to see,
I scream,
A
Maddening
Scream,
As I lie crumpled a broken shell,
And this mirror
A front row image
Of my death in slow motion,
The wheel turns I hear the bell,
And with the final chime
The wheel turns but there is no one home,
To hear the bells ring and the wheel carries on..

Don't even ask where this came from??
#life   #death   #i   #scream   #nightmare   #mirror   #bell   #wheel   #shudder   #bing  

In the future
we're going to find a way
to turn criminals into words
and then place them in parentheses.

Please visit my Jewish Haiku collections:

Haikus for Jews [A]
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haikus-for-jews-a/

Haikus for Jews [B]
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haikus-for-jews-b/

Haikus for Jews [C]
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haikus-for-jews-c/

.

Jewish Mother Haiku
'Oy! 12' by 13',
4' by 9'. You call this shit
hole an apartment!'

Please visit my Jewish Haiku collections:

Haikus for Jews [A]
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haikus-for-jews-a/

Haikus for Jews [B]
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haikus-for-jews-b/

Haikus for Jews [C]
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haikus-for-jews-c/
.
#love   #honor   #happy   #time   #mommy   #mom   #mother   #tribute   #pen   #forever   #children   #prison   #keep   #sentence   #g   #jew   #can   #jewish   #mothers   #trending   #confinement   #jail   #lew   #pad   #dungeon   #prisoners   #beryldov   #bastille   #cooler   #mothers-day   #5-0d   #bing   #clink   #drunk-tank   #go-downtown   #klink   #lifer   #lockup   #penitentiary   #guardhouse   #reformatory   #slammer   #stockade   #penal   #statesville   #up-the-river   #warden   #parole  

My Jewish Mother would've been
the best and strictest Prison Warden ever
because she'd never let any prisoner
finish a sentence.

Please visit my Jewish Haiku collections:

Haikus for Jews [A]
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haikus-for-jews-a/

Haikus for Jews [B]
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haikus-for-jews-b/

Haikus for Jews [C]
http://hellopoetry.com/poem/haikus-for-jews-c/
.
#love   #honor   #happy   #time   #mommy   #mom   #mother   #tribute   #pen   #forever   #children   #prison   #keep   #sentence   #g   #jew   #can   #jewish   #mothers   #trending   #confinement   #jail   #lew   #pad   #dungeon   #prisoners   #beryldov   #bastille   #cooler   #mothers-day   #5-0d   #bing   #clink   #drunk-tank   #go-downtown   #klink   #lifer   #lockup   #penitentiary   #guardhouse   #reformatory   #slammer   #stockade   #penal   #statesville   #up-the-river   #warden   #parole  
Bing.
The Masked Sleepyz

Bing.

I plant a kiss that rolls of her lips,

Bing.

I want to chug this drink of love, but she is only giving sips,

Bing.

Sad eyes meet each other,

Bing.

But a hicky staring at me is from another,

Bing.

I plant one more,

Bing.

Hoping to make her lips sore,

Bing.

A rip in the real,

Bing.

The dance on the dead,

Bing.

She says she needs to walk away

Bing.

Or at least thats what I thought she said,

Bing.

I can't change the past,

Bing.

Cant change anyway.

Bing.

There is nothing either of us can say,

Bing.

This is the end of my day.
Bing.

Bing.

Bing.

She did end up driving away,Wrote when 20 (now 23), didn't like it too much back then but now I like the simplicity of it and the Bing from car door still haunts me.
BING YOU GOT MAIL
M Clement
M Clement
Dec 1, 2012

Email please stop
You're endangering my sanity

BING YOU GOT MAIL

Oh, thank you...
I mean, no! I will not be phased!

BING YOU GOT MAIL

Oh, hellopoetry! I do love that site.

BING YOU GOT MAIL

Someone liked my poem?
How kind of them!

BING YOU GOT MAIL

Well, if I must, I can give a few
Seconds
Minutes
Hours

BING YOU GOT MAIL

Ok, you got me... that's enough

BING YOU GOT MAIL

Email, what the fuck

BING YOU GOT MAIL

That's... I've seen that before

BING YOU GOT MAIL

Email, that's not even correct grammar
Well, it's poor grammar
In the very least

BING-BING-BING-BING YOU GOT MAIL

I can't stand this anymore.
It's time to pull the plug.
Hide beneath the rug
I'm coming for you,
You dirty, rotten whore.

While it may not be my best work, it's certainly pertinent. I can check my email about ever 5 minutes to find 14 new emails... it's disgusting.
Bing bang bong bubble.
Jake Leader
Jake Leader
Mar 8, 2013

Boodle bot tammel Tot.
Jim jam filmmel flannel loodle.
Bing bang bong bubble.
Rizzle spluot jaffer dollop, yarla meng toodle vim.

Smile. toddles.

the absurd is often so simple.
 
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