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turtle-shellington
turtle-shellington
28/M/Manchester Poet from Manchester , loves to write and read , fascinated by peoples minds , have mulitipule personalities so you never know what you will get from me.
I took this girl on a date to the Purple Pakora, Lil did I know how much this girl would order, I met her on tinder-loo, she orderd a vinderloo madras and a korma What the actual tandoori duck ?? how many animals does this ***** wanna slaughter? I'm already thinking **** how much they gonna charge me, When she puts an order in for another 12 oinion bhaji I could stop what was going on, Next thing I know she wants a side order of poppadom with extra ******* yogurt on Then she looks me in the eye an says " shall we get a starter coz I absolutely love a chiken tika masala Holy **** **** god dam!!! Now to wants to try each different flavor of naan 10 cocktails that didn't even touch the ******* coaster, Then she goes " I'm on a diet. So I'll just have 1 vegetable samosa Burn a hole in my pocket the size of the equator, And she didn't forget to tell me to tip the ****** waiter After we left this girl wants to party She goes I'll come with you if you get some charlie All I got to eat was her sunbed barbecued punnani, and that ******* tasted like a gone off seafood biriani,, BEWARE!!!!
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Feb 8, 2021
Feb 8, 2021 at 10:04 AM UTC
Untitled
All I wanted was to give you a rose But as you snatched it from my hand You ripped me to pieces with every thorn I ******* hate you I  ******* wish you'd never been born Or maybe I didn't appreciate you An it was the heart on your sleeve that was torn Either way Day by day The petals are slowly dying One by one they fall Just like the bricks on the wall Or my tears when I'm crying As I wipe them away I can see so clearly Your lying The games that you played Never considered the thought in my head You put blue in my soul So I'll paint rivers in red Losing control Alone in our bed Every word I whispered Would of been better unspoken An maybe we both wouldn't be twisted bitter or broken An behind my back No bitchin' n joking But I'm getting of track It's not about me not coping It's about the freedom I'll feel when my body starts floating Back and for I will swing Like the waves in the ocean No more commotion No more commotion As I sip on my potion Devotion turned to destruction Cutting the tension With motion Without Emotion Or Seduction I no longer function I got to the cross roads But I'm stuck at the junction Just a ****** with junk An a case of corruption A Space cadet "This is Major Tom to ground control I think There's been an abduction" Come in major Tom ...... Major Tom?? Major Tom?? "Dam we lost him"
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Jun 4, 2020
Jun 4, 2020 at 9:32 PM UTC
Mutiny
What the hell you know about getting upset? What the hell you know about living in debt? What the hell you know about pinning up ket? Then wondering why you have no self respect What the hell you know about living a dream? What the hell you know about leaving your team? What the hell you know about being a fiend? This is the first time I seen you on the scene. . What the hell you know about breathing this poverty? What the hell you know about not eating properly? What the hell you know about using candles to heat and light your so called property? Five days straight eating  nothing but broccoli Maybe it's just my own shadow that's stopping me Got me under lock an key But when I break free they'll be not much stopping me The weight of the world will not get on top of me   My grandfather already clocked you watching me
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Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 10:00 AM UTC
Do You know??
If I could do anything I would be controlling clocks And go right back to that mouldy box With the broken locks And the electrics off Those days when I would sold me socks for cake and drops Whist cooking rocks ***** this K detox I feel like a baby fox Thats I been ***** by all 3 bears and goldilocks But day by day with my tool box and theese building blocks I'll build my very own fort knox Il see the light shine when I stike the  fire from my matchbox Listening to my old jukebox
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Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 9:27 AM UTC
Control
Hollow names Clogging veins Rotten brains Locked in chains Shocking pains Blocking drains plotting change "I'll stop I'll change" "I'll stop I'll change" "I'll stop I'll change"
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Nov 19, 2018
Nov 19, 2018 at 6:38 AM UTC
Change
Cool breeze of death on the back of my throat Is there light at end of the tunnel Or just no hope Walking on the tightrope Sliding down a slight slope Is it only me who just can't cope When all I want is to look down my kaleidoscope Puff the magic dragon with the gunsmoke Am I being real or is this just a joke
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 10:15 PM UTC
Cool Breeze Of Death
Nobody believes me My own mind deceives me Why would you concive me If your just going to leave me But I've been alone before And found it quite easy Just waiting about for the world to release me Finally lay to rest in the underworld that's beneath me Where Mr Reaper will greet me Whilst demons eat me Finally breifily we could be at peace .. see ???
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 9:40 PM UTC
Buried
Bored of these games Screwball scrabble your monopoly I'll take the risk not pass go or bow to authority I wanna Poke your face with a hot poker Just to see your poker face   I might just be a pawn but the queen's I have to chase And who would of thunk I lost all my marbles When I went and played kerplunk My battle ship sunk And it's now not the rope swing I want hang from that tree trunk So check mate this was my only first draughts The mouse has been trapped warhammer's looking for a blood bath on the warpath So don't go and pin the tail on the donkey Coz' you might get a buckaroo though But look for the clue'do And you might find more But only if your a hungry hippo and can find the hidden meanings in theese words and connect all four
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Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 8:44 PM UTC
Playing Games With Nostalgia
When the blood hits the barrel My whole world unravels It's time to time travel As I sink into the gravel Words become babble Everyday's a constant battle Please free me from this shackle As i wake up in the morning Feeling free and newborn But ready for the rattle
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Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 10:24 PM UTC
Cant Stop
When you were younger they planted a seed To seek to sucseed But over time this seed Succeeded in greed Now what do you really need? Material possessions Just to feed and breathe Or maybe just belive we can all exceed And create something positive to leave
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Nov 15, 2018
Nov 15, 2018 at 10:09 PM UTC
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