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Robin Carretti May 2018
A  Articulate
C  Christ
D  Demon
C  Challenge

The writer group
session Australian
Hard Rock Lion
Rebirth Laptop
All grouped in
The City
Singer she thinks
her style of the pick
Raw sugar on me
The Taylor Swiftly
Her wings of
gravity
No  Ladybug  
Patriot Brady Bee

A group meeting
Got stung doing the
jitterbug
Jazzy lounge Bearhug
Music notes of Junk
Whole marriage records
So group me in
((Single))

Signed rotten Platinum
fink
Miss the concert line
Jibb
Jibbering
Riveting
Jive Five
The tribe
all feathered
Group( Kiss)
Dark eyes vibe
ACDC
the King of rock
You shock me all night
Elvis ain't nothing
hounded hitchhiked
ACDC-Money Talks
50 shades of the Greyhound
Those twin singers
Tinker Bell Groupies
Now it's the
Hells Bell
The four letter word

F--K
_
F---K E Fake

What a ***** of
the light finger
The bands became
AARP Old Rocker
chair
What a **** in her
rocker pants

Drum roll
Headlights
Rock and Roll
Tour group of

FRANCE F- Friendship  R -Remain
A- And N- Never C-Can E-End

ITALY I- T-Trust  A-And L-Love Y You

ENGLAND E-Every N-New G-Guy L Leaves
A-After N-Ninety D-Days

The world in
Eighty tight money Days
Group 8 days a week
ahh I need
your love girl
I guess you know its true
And when you're Pregnant
Hey we are Rockers
we don;t have a clue
I phone fingers do the
Hard rock Art of music
strumming
Please no old
folks snoring

Days so long belly
stretched
The canvas
one-day creation
The car broke
her water broke
Due date
280 days
Group Pregnancy
pays

The mechanic
charging by
the hour
(Midas--
That Callgirl
not interested

Age of the rush
Pinterest pictures
Poison Ivy itching

Slower age Envy
To crush *******

And going back
Forever modern age
Hey world be clever
ACDC

We are all  a group
linked
My jackpot
My baby
most blissful
Inked in Pink
Spiritual, Group  rock, and roll all words with comical meaning light me up face needs a recharge money cannot buy love or money can be nothing when you don't have your cards played right with Jackpot baby
Nameless May 2014
Hey my name is kelsie, my friends say I'm like a cat, I like cats .
I don't have any, I wish I did, ooh and I like food, and candy, I got my head stuck in a trampoline once between the two springs... oh I have ADHD, reminds me of ACDC, I love music like punk rock, screamo, metal, and old rock... I'm bored im a go find a cat.
Bye bye O.O^
katie Jun 2015
We never listen to albums from beginning to end anymore.

Thanks, Spotify.
Sorry for sinning, Taylor Swift.
And I guess there is an owed apology to ACDC and the Beatles because you aren't on there either.

But guess what.

Today I actually listened to an old favorite from beginning to end.
(not you guys though)

Good News for People Who Love Bad News.

Every song. In order. And it threw me back to ninth grade,
Faster than even my favorite photograph could.

The lyrics made me scream them and the even the (three) interludes made me smile.

And you're right, Taylor,
It was a work of art.

Good thing it was nearly free
(99 cents for three months)

Or else my morning would have not have passed so swiftly. Or so modestly.
Jo Fo Apr 2013
It was only when I held it in my hands. When I folded it gently between my palms, in wonder at the shocking lightness of it. When I held it up to my nose and looked cross-eyed at its insides. It was only then that I saw the perfect intricacies of it. It was only when I pried it open. When I traced the spidery web of it, in awe of the fragile unlikeliness of it. When I tugged at the tenuous knots of it.

When I tore it, ripped and stabbed, burned and bled it dry, When I hung it on a meat hook. I realized the luck of it all. Meeting you

But now its a different luck.  It’s My fault again.

Oh god the sweetness of blame.

So Sick of poetic *******, If I have something to say i’m gonna say it. ***** Shakespeare and Brand New and Death Cab. Tonight it’s ACDC
Fucking tired Apr 2017
This morning i woke up to
My sister's alarm
6:30

I turned it off so fast
She didn't hear​ it.

I layed awake till 7
Just thinking about how
Fat I am
How useless I am
How cold the room is
Day dreaming about a TV show
Trying to distract myself
From the toxic thoughts
Spinning in my brain.

My alarm rings
And I jump out of bed.
I tell my sister that she slept in.
She's pissy.
Telling me to wake my littlest sister
Cuz she can't
Because she screams her awake.
Because she treats her like ****.
And my 8 year old sister replys
With a temper.

Who can blame her?
Having a huge 15 year old wake you
By screaming in your ear
To hurry the **** up.
Isn't cause for a calm rise.

In her room,
She sleeps like a little angel
You'd never guess
That her mouth is worse then our mothers
I crawl in beside her
Wishing I could just let her sleep.

I slowly shake her awake.
She's angry I ate ice cream without her.
"Finish your dinner next time"
I tell her
Before leaving to go to the restroom.

Shoving my fingers down my throat.
The least favorite part of my day.
But you grow used
To the burning and the choking.
I've dropped a lot this way.

Wiping my mouth
I think back
To when I first got to Portland.

My step dad hadn't seen me
In a little under a year.
Without him making me feel worthless
And the man I love telling me
That I'm beautiful
I had forgotten how ugly
How fat I truly am
Till we arrived at his garage
And he whispered
Laughing to my mother
"She got Chunky"
My mom laughing too.
I covered my fat,
Ugly
Stupid stomach
With my jacket.

I look into the mirror
I rased my shirt.
I lost a bit.
But I'm still fat.
I'm still ugly.

I feel too broken to cry.

I clean myself up

In the kitchen
I find the coffee has been on all night
Black burnt stuff covers the bottom.
So ugly
Gross

I start my coffee.
Just enough for a cup
And a travel mug for my friend and myself.
The more I drink
The more I'll ****
The more I can become somewhat better.
Skinnyer

I leave it to brew.
And get dressed.
All my jeans are *****.
My sister yells at me
For not washing them
I tell her
"I forgot"
She seems unconvenceed.
"Also I don't care."
That's a lie
I do.
I just didn't wanna get up.

Instead of jeans I wear black dress pants
And a black shirt.
I look plain.
I grab my cat ears.
They make me feel good.

My sister is wearing my shirt.
I tell her to leave it alone.
I don't want it to smell or feel like her.
She scares me.
She couldn't win a fight against me I know.
But something
Something about her
Makes me uneasy.

I feel guilty to think this
About the girl who lived in
The same womb I did.

I shake the thought.

She's yelling at the 8 year old.
Their gonna be late.
I watch them leave.
Hearing her yell all down the street.
Worried that maybe
Stuff happens on the way.

The dogs been following me
All around the house waiting for me
To take him to ***.
I take him and watch
As he runs down the stairs.

He ****** on a lawn.

I'm late.

I grab my coffee and drink a cup
In under a minute.
I hope this makes me lose my fat.
I grab my bag.
It's heavy
But not as heavy as my thoughts.

Ugly *****.

I need a smoke.

Oh ****. My bus passes me.

I run.
Aware of my bouncing stomach.
My ugly face.

I make it and smile at the driver.
Flashing her my school ID.
Covering my picture.
With my ugly face.

I don't find a cigarette anywhere before my train pulls up.
On the train.
I tell my mother I'm going to work force after school.
She says ok.

I need to get a job if I wanna go home.
I think about my man
And how I need this money
To get back to him
To get back to a happy place.

Or at least to gets some ******* ****.

I don't wanna think.
So I open my book.
An old friend.
"The Angel's command"

I read till I get to my spot.
Laughing at a joke.
I close it and turn on acdc.
Got no headphones
But the music makes me forget
How much I don't deserve him
For a bit.

I'm only a few minutes late.
A rare thing for me.
I normally miss half of class
And come in ******.

My Friend isn't here.
My other friend has no ****.
My English teacher talks about the play
Fences.
It was werid to hear these people talking
Like me.
As they read.
Though I'd been told
That I can't talk that way cuz I'm white.

My second class.
Current events.
I listen to stories of human stupidity

And I write this poem.

While I'm sober.

I hope at lunch
Someone has something to make me forget
About how useless I am.
About everything.

And at my third period
I hope my teacher
Doesn't make another joke
About my home.


And when I go to work force
I hope I find a job.

And when I go home.
I hope I ***** myself small.
I hope my sister isn't home.
I hope my mom's in a good mood.
I hope my ex step dad calls.
I hope my mom's boyfriend cooks dinner
Just so I can eat a lil and lose it right after.
I hope my shower doesn't end in crying.
I hope I add another chapter to my fan fic.
I hope my man calls and tells me he loves me.
I hope that I sleep without crying.
I hope that I don't see myself in the mirror.

It's gonna be a long day.
Mummy looked with Johnny
at the pages of a book before
Johnny went to bed .
Is God really like that Johnny said
an old man with a beard
On a cloud of soft Philadelphia ?
And is the devil have a pointy
Stick and like  ACDC  says
Hell ain't a bad place to be Mummy ?
'. Let's  turn the page and find out "

An Ambulance raced through Ashfords
Streets  with sirens and da da da s .
and on its way past a big red bus
Today you shall be with me in paradise
emblazoned on the side .

The crow landed on the place they called the skull .
and pecked at the rock for a while .
8 " Roman nails  hammered down  into an outstretched hand .
Ahhhh a cry of agony as the nail found blood and wood below . Again the other hand a blood curdling cry ,
the Savior of the world nailed on a cross to die .
I am the way truth life ' he said and suffered for our sin .
The good Shepheard , the gate to all who might enter in .
Yet they mock and scorn the unbeliever in coffee shops
and factory's .
' King of the Jews they say come down come down today ? '
Christ '.
Jesus '.
they cuss and swear ,
Like jeering crowd Barabus call ,
The *** swear and spit .

" Arnt. You afraid of God ? said the theif  who hung next to thee
Today you will be with me in paradise my Savior said to me .

Oh Violinist of Mosul who played on the roof as Daesh advanced  ,
And children of Syria who's  Assads. Chemical bombs dropped ,  for the humble of heart ,
Christ died for thee .
For the Aragant proud ,
Christ weeps ,
and for lost sheep may he never stop searching .
Oh bitter cup of wroth out of my Fathers. hand didst. Poor .
Bread and wine ,
Pass over lamb ,
the first born
A cross on the door .

' Anun Mithaleq '.

Darkness fell  at. noon ,
a mad  cattling hell cried out as
Satans Demons danced  ,
Gods judgment Fell .
Pitch black ,
The earth shook ,
Holy of holys curtain torn ,
And a game of top trumps is played out in the heavens .
And as three hours passed ,
Christ breathed his last ,
Father into thy hands I commit thy spirit .

Oh rotting corpse ,
and linen ties in a tomb you lay .
But Gods trump card has rolled this stone away.
And where a grave of tears and spices sadly once met in death ,
A tomb stone rolled ,
He is not here ,
He has risen an Angel did say ,
Why look for the living amugst. the dead ?
Do you not know the name of the winner ?

Then one day a Farmer came and gave grave news to Amy ,
Her Father had died and by his side a bag of gold and a cross
sold for a penny .
The Gold was sold to build a Church where her Father lay.
And one Easter morn just before dawn she gave her life to thee.

Now underneath an old oak tree a crow lay slowly dying ,
and a Blackbird sung ,
a new days begun .

There you have  it Johonny said mummy now it's time for bed .

Yet in some leafy field of green where Henry Vlll might have
been a stag bellowed .
Anun Mithaleq it is Finnished
Eloi   Eloi. Lama sabachtham   Into thy hands I commit my spirit
Ryan O'Leary Aug 2020
Avid
       Corvid
                  David
                           Covid
I feel miles pain through the horns it blow blue cased scenarios
Look at the world's glows with no torch I'm hoping the source
**** the news crews I stays blues true with my clues only a few
Could rock this joint right how I feels and I dont give a ****
Vibing to mellow moods let my thoughts cruise to an LSD ecstasy
To the see the unseen scenery
Space been around us plus the music is banging hanging
Off ya intellect words a threat beats connect to minds like a tech
Let the mic become a manifest I hold the greatest test the best
Is yet to come big yosef holding it down from the heart of the slums
Feel these drums to the heavens heartbeat soon to sleep
From the mental creeps electric relaxation change the stations
No negativity thrive for longevity of soulful creativity black as Davy
Jones signal the giant squid if all you suckas tryna gank my gig
These are the dwells as the world carousels playing hell bells
ACDC back in black so my critics subject to an attack
I stacks on pains domain with the visions of victory man
Mind of matter picture my enemies splatter like batter
I'm still gonna a cometh cant stop the beaming comet
That could even make the black hole ***** the speed of light



I use to think like a slave man til I broke the group thinking man
Now I understand why brothers put birds in they hand
It's all apart of the masterplan cops vs the hood miss overunderstood
Keep the mind sane mental strength range in the eyes of Bane
Dark knight rising no disguising face mask worn for the daily task
But this gets around haters like taz spin ya around what's that htown
Digging in ya crown with the ******* up sounds  
Check the j dilla cuts linked with the original King Tut
Lyrical crucify nail my words in every direction track injections
Dont need a heater as protection my mind my will is done
So I'll be ready if they come have me over on bended knees
Praying to my father with ****** creeds indeed no pleas
Candle wood burning to the sounds of the vinyl on ya spinal
Healed with the sparkling tingle let the illumination grow glow
To the 72 goetias Paimon taking his thrown once again
Ain't no such thing as sin that's human form thinking
I brought from morals and embraced the coral reefs of the universe
Back the days of a water babies curled pain swelling up
9 months eyes see the light what I thought was a sun rise
Ain't nothing but a red gloom surprise see the snakes rise
I'm doomed welcome into heaven earth born in a prisons girth
Qualyxian Quest Jan 2023
Friedrich Nietzsche in Turin
The Italians call him The Saint
T-shirt in the Irish bar
A saint is what I ain't

We speak beside the pool
She is blonde and Polish
Her husband plays soccer
Charlotte quietly

The Europeans are more civilized
But at risk from Mother Russia
I'd like to take 12 trains
2033

Don't listen to Bach
Never play Chopin
ACDC a rockin' band
In Dublin meant to be?

         Vive Amelie!
Jace Mar 2021
I look in the mirror
And it feels wrong
The person in there Isn't me
The person in there
Has messy Brown hair
And dark ringed eyes
And he looks like he's been
punched a few thousand times
His hair is too long
And the oversized shirt
Hangs of the overweight body
More than it should
The weight never bothered him
And it never will
That's not what he's teased for
Or bullied for at all
The band teeshirts rarely surface anymore
Even though they were his favourite before
The cut off shorts stay folded in a draw
Because they show to many scars
That would rather be ignored
And the boots haven't been
out the wardrobe in months
The person looking back
Should be happy and carefree
Wearing an ACDC shirt
And torn up jeans
with Scuffed up docs
And a flannel flung
carelessly over a shoulder
The messy hair shaved short at the sides
And smiling eyes
That aren't sunken like that guys
He shouldn't look sleep deprived
Or upset
I wish I could backpeddle
a couple of months
To when I was happy and loud
And my friends thought I was high
All the time
Disclamer I've never been high
But I was pretty much hyper
Every day of my life
Now there's no energy left to spare
Except for breathing and sleeping
And writing whatever **** this is.
Qualyxian Quest Jun 2023
The suspicious chaos
Of her vindictive mind
Nature
Relentless attack

Tulips in the front yard
DC metro
Business attire
**** and black

Seeking without finding
The Mosque of Colors
ACDC
Back in Black

I want to see her
I wish she'd knock
I wish she'd ...
Front and Back

          Loveshack
Qualyxian Quest Jul 2023
Saw Thich Nhat Hanh in Berkeley
He walked from a minivan
The Joker is her ex-boyfriend
Says he doesn't have a plan

I am also an ex-boyfriend
My wife is from Thailand
Sophia slips away
ACDC a rockin' band

Have not been to Australia
But I do like Stayin' Alive
Some say exomoons
Say say failure to thrive

Life doesn't really make sense
The beauty of her hair!
Coach Brian Katz
Sacramento stare

              Aliens? Where?
I try, I try to relax
When anxiety attacks
Nixon destroyed Cambodia
George W. destroyed Iraq

I miss my uncle Jack
Get a midnight snack
ACDC
Back in Black
I like the Inner Harbor
I just walk around
Everybody knows
I am the newsboy of this town

America began in genocide
Slave labor too
I see all the animals
At the Pondicherry Zoo

3 prayers for Chicago
Or should I say Chiraq?
I like ACDC
I like Back in Black

Fatherhood is joy
Thank you, Life, o yes
Will I die in pain?
Anybody's guess

        Break the press.

— The End —