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 Jun 2018 IrieSide
Onyx
You're surrounded by the musings of their echos,

Snippets and snatches of conversations that cut through like a wound;

Some harsh words may shatter Your entire constitution,

Some condescensions are meant to bring You down from the horizons You kept Yourself afloat in.

And You know what's the Worst part?

They assume You're unaware of these Whispers they carry of You.

These scarring malignancies that they slowly inflict on You without Your knowledge.

You must feel entrapped in the haze of confusion,

Your eyes frantically in search of Light,

But Your ears beg for silence,

Silence and solitude from the scathing Murmurs.

Constantly You must be feeling an unquestionable burden,

With no idea of where and how it gravitates.

But it's there that's for sure!

Suffocating is the dark with no end,

Nerve wrecking is the commotion that plagues you incessantly,

Maddening isn't it?

But let me tell You something,

The Torture You're going through, it's not a compulsion.

Afterall, nobody asked You to suffer.

Indeed, they rather wish You eternal Misery.

Sanity must have asked You countless times but You always brushed it aside.

Stubbornly clinging to what You believe makes You whole.

But is it really doing that? Or tearing at the seams of Your soul,

Dilapidated and ragged is the once brilliant vivacity I knew.

Tainted and smothered of its grandeur.

I urge You, Let go of this Obsession before You become It...
A poem from my collection Wanderlust Galaxies https://www.wattpad.com/story/99254120-wanderlust-galaxies
I Chase a Rat  
I want It Dead

I Didn't catch it
It went under my bed

BUT I WANT IT DEAD! DEAD! DEAD! DEAD!

Then I saw you walking
Wearing RED

I Stand and Turn
Without a Feeling of Dread

I Stare You In The Eyes
"Shall I **** You Instead?"
 Jun 2018 IrieSide
cleann98
i used up
all of my
energy
to keep me
from saying
'i love you'
before i
could hang up.
legit bit my tongue.
umm it really is possible to be good friends with an ex, you have to bite your tongue a lot and fight the force of habit so much... and yes it hurts more than biting your tongue off but if you find all of those worth it i guess you're ******* up?
(lol welcome to my world!!)
 Jun 2018 IrieSide
Chabadtzke
It's been some time, a lengthy while
Since I've written poems freestyle
Rhymes, you see, are pretty things
But they're like birds with broken wings

But when freestyle starts feeling fake
And no longer relieves my ache
I take refuge in dear old rhyme
Till my music can truly chime
 Jun 2018 IrieSide
Graff1980
Is there wisdom
to be unraveled
in the words
that she wrote,

perspectives
of a watercolor world
that I did not know,
 Jun 2018 IrieSide
Jeff Gaines
"Hello, and good day; yes I'm ready to order.
I'd like a Big Mac ...
Oh, I want it on a tray
and not in a sack."

"I want a large fry, freshly dropped
with very light salt.
I'll also have a Chocolate Milkshake,
though I'd really prefer a Malt."

"OF COURSE, I want it super-sized,
are you trying to joke?
Waddia mean $8.50?
Well, now I've gone broke!"

He steps from the counter
and goes to sit down.
The food smells great ...
yet still, he frowns.

"I'll need a second job
if I wish to keep eating here.
I can't binge on these gut-bombs
and still have my beer."

"I wonder if there's an employee discount ...
as I've got the lingo down pat:
I have a Filet-O-Fish and a Coke on your order ...
Would you like some fries with that?"

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If you don't know Temperal Fugue, go here:

https://hellopoetry.com/TF/

If he hasn't hit your page with a comment ... stand by ... He will.
He isn't only a prolific writer (916 Poems at the time of this writing) ... he is also a prolific reviewer/reader of the poetry found here.

When I first encountered him, he had reviewed one of my works with a poem of his own. I arrogantly passed judgement that it was rude to "dump" your own lyric in a review as though it were a comparison to mine ... I didn't get it ... or him.

Then I began to see him doing this in most ALL his reviews and again, I thought it was pompous and rude ... AGAIN, I didn't get it ... or him.
I also began to laugh at how he always spoke in rhymes. I even had a laugh, while picturing a guy that ONLY spoke in rhymes ... ordering Mickey D's.

THAT was the inspiration for this funny ditty.

Then, as I read yet another of his reviews in rhyme form, I began to realize that's just his was of doing it. Just as David Letterman made "politically Incorrect" humor and sarcasm his own, Temporal Fugue had made rhyming reviews his own. This led me to his page and I was really touched, moved and impressed with his concepts and ideas as well as the way he uses rhyming whimsy just like me.

And NOW I get it.

AND HIM.

BUT ...

I STILL couldn't stop picturing him going to McDonald's ...
And so this poem came to life. I hope when he (and you) read this, that he realizes that I did it in respect of him ... TOTAL respect. You have to admit, the idea, and the scene, is kinda funny. Can't you just picture the person behind the counter trying to play off the rhyming customer and act like everything is normal?

We here at HP should have a "Temporal Fugue Day" where we ALL go to McDonald's around the world and order in RHYME!

>>PLEASE<< go here! It is UNDERWAY!:

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2548698/hello-poetry-worldwide-flash-mob-declaration/

TELL EVERYONE!

Good times.

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