It's almost a decade now
But it seems like yesternight
Stone blind giving up his life for me
Deluged in the abyss forever
A part of me he took with him
Though gone,but I sense him
He seems so real,so evident
He is everywhere I think
My imaginations ****** up of him
Insanity getting better of me
I'm an embodiment of illusions
Powerless,my life shreds away
How will I make it stop?
pain, pain go away
Come again another day.
pain, pain go away
Let this agony fade away
Because my eyes has emptied the water in my body
My trangular life preaches pills, potion and coffee
Tell me, can you make it stop?
Like tattoo the scars wont stop from showing
And like Mississippi the tears won't stop flowing
How will I make it stop?
I'm swimming in my pool of tears
I can hear the reverberation of your voice, of how you cared
You gave me love, then you added pain and despair
I feel like tearing my heart into pieces to stop it from aching
I'm on fire, no amount of CO2 can quench
If there were a soothing balm, I'd rub my heart with it.
I want to heal.
How do I stop this misery?
How do I make it all history?
How do I make it stop?
©Rhoda ❎Drunk_Poet ❎Bob_Tony
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 10:03 AM UTC
You know what they say
"one good turn deserves another"
I think they meant to say
"one good love deserves another"
I hope you see this someday
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 1:36 PM UTC
. ... again tonight?
Just like other thousands of faded nights
Against the floor or the wall at the view of tender eyes
Well, maybe to the bed if am so lucky In silence darkness, dead!, literally
.
Then I'd moan at your every breath To avoid another bruise with colored artwork
You'd kiss me with your alcoholic soaked lips
While my eyes stay dead open
.
Tracing the mole on my body Or the mole on my scar?
My soul curses the youthful exuberance that made you my nightmare
.
{the poet that stinks with lines ⚟}
Drunkpoet
Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 9:21 PM UTC
I don't know, I... I can't describe it
I just wish your feet didn't move you to my door
I wish the ***** didn't burn so hot in me after
that little big fight
Now my lips keep ******* my tears
on words with "had I know"
.
I wish the liquor store had closed before that hour
Or better still, the bottle disposed
But it happened so fast that I lost my myself to another self
My anger met jealousy, like fire unionised with gasoline
I don't know, I... I... I can't des... Or maybe do I understand now
.
You were the page in my diary I tore
And the coin that slip of my pocket in the rain
Well, I'll wipe my tears away
For after just one gunshot I will be there to give you my apologies
(BANG!)
.
{the poet that stinks with lines⚟}
Aug 30, 2018
Aug 30, 2018 at 2:17 PM UTC
You are back?
Again with your perfumed lies like roses
To tell me you are wrong and probably sorry
To lick up my tears with your apologies
.
You are back
To pour me lies from the same lips I love to kiss
Again to pin me to the wall with your lovely punchlines
Reminding me of the world awaiting us
.
But today I will sit on this cushion
And watch you use your magic on me
I will wait for your lips to stop pouring out the lies
Then I will say "get out! "
.
_To her who conquered my heart with beautiful lies_
.
Drunkpoet {the poet that stinks with lines}
Aug 28, 2018
Aug 28, 2018 at 4:37 PM UTC
Aduke fear befell the sun
She knelt dreadfully before your succulent eyes
Fright encamped the stars
as ur beauty overshadowed their shines
The gods gazed down from their huts
To have a glimpse of your paradisaic beauty
Aduke mi, kings give their thrones away
Just to spend a half of second to witness your smile
Adukeeeeee, my dear old nation
Now children gather to listen to the tale of your beauty
As they catch warmth of fire
Made by wood from the forest you were buried
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 4:07 AM UTC
Not so long ago we were made orphans Plucked form the family tree that grew us into a nation Phobia struck us like cholera Religion armed us against our brothers Leaders occupied with zero point agenda.
.
Blood, our special kind of rain poverty, the only completed government project Corruption, our newly designed flag And breath, our only hope.
.
Empty caskets call silently for our body As we shoved old bones to make room for new ones Our pain covered with GREEN and WHITE paints Pain, pain all over and over again.
.
We've found a new home Back in the ruins, where we came from Let's mske our tents,and forget fishing traps Because we might be here for an hundred while.
_Drunkpoet_
Jul 6, 2018
Jul 6, 2018 at 5:02 PM UTC
I've been gifted with the curse to wield a black skin
In a society where dreams metamorphosize to nightmares
Boarding a taxi of unfulfilled dreams
Dancing around the edge of a razer blade
Misery and pain kiss my dreams
As they all queue to take turns on me like humans on ATM
Hope disappears like **** in a fan firm
And my head is stuck between the pace of my legs
Achievementphobia strikes like cholera
And anguish jets on souls like ebola
With millions of dead dreams and thousands hospitalized
Today I will pack my Shattered dream
And move on with the littlest crumbs of hope in me
To journey through valleys, mountains and ocean
That I may find a place for my dream somewhere
.
©️Drunk_poet
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 9:36 PM UTC
He crept his feet that night like a scorpion
Dead, even to the sensitivity of nature
His presence was patched with uncertain aura
Epilepsy at a time, later turmoil in saturation
.
My God!
I should have known by his sophisticated demeanors
And his beguiled compliments on my velvet lips
His reckless talks of treating me like a queen
And the dexterous hold my hips
.
His hands could bear witness that night
As my breath shuffled away
"be gentle! " and for your own good, "be quite! "
He did it like he had been born for it
... And my silent groans and moans died unheard
.
Now I only forward to my friend karma
But shhhhhhhh
He'll **** me!
... If you tell anyone
©️Drunk_poet
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 9:32 PM UTC
Tonight, we'll forget about poetry and sweet lullabies
To compose our own songs of Solomon
The stars will watch over us through curtains of love
My emotions will be covered in the fragrance of yours
Tonight, we'll both be lost
Only to find ourselves in the wilderness of affection
Tonight, I'll feel your breathe and against mine
Our skin meshed together as we cross many lines
As my nose trace the moles of your body
From vein to veins
Tonight we Shall both speak in languages we know not
Until the liquor loses its grip on us
And have our neighbors inspired to do same
Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 9:56 AM UTC