Shin - Hello Poetry

Shin Dec 2013

Carefully construct statues of remorse,
vintage marble, and the sweat of true art.
Look up, look down, let life take its true course
and if you're lucky it won't fall apart.

Maybe a willow or a nice bluebird
will sing its way into the stone you carve.
You might be famous, your voice shall be heard.
With art the heart can never really starve.

I might lie so take my words with some salt.
If you die alone know it's not my fault.

Shin Dec 2013

A Self-Conscious Ode to the Teen Age

I don't know how to write happy poems
because I don't really believe in them.
I thought angst would die with adolescence,
but alas I can still feel its cold dint.

Perhaps like virginity this goes too;
no longer a creep standing idly by.
Plastic smiles taped to our cardboard faces
and yours alone I felt the need to prise.

That's okay, because the teenaged rosebud
that we claim to be so very unique
is beginning to wither, can't you see?
And now it's the thorns society seeks.

So look out over yonder cityscape.
Your mask shall be shed only by the moon.
Until then, a cartographer of love;
yours that is, we'll still pathetically swoon.

Shin Dec 2013

I am the Narrator

I have an army but I just want you
My popularity is so **** shallow
Yet love is false like the poems I drew.
*******, just let me sit off and wallow.

But hey man, it's all numb when filled with drugs.
So let's just look up and become the stars.
Oh hey guess what I also don't like bugs.
That's whatever, I want you in my car.

And like fly a time machine so I can
not meet you and be free to **** myself.
I wanted to cuz I wasn't a man,
Just useless like now but with much less wealth

So uh look in your own mirror and I won't.
Dad says that real men think crying is lame,
But hey I can't think of what rhymes with won't
Maybe if I say please you'll feel the same.

Shin Dec 2013

Our Lord and Savior

Oh Neptune may be conflicted about
his rebellious son's awkward green thumb.
But at the end of the day that's just dumb.
Go ahead Neptune, continue to pout.

Jesus Christ thought his dad was a swell guy
So the kids beat him up, called him a ***.
They crucified him between rounds of tag.
He didn't mind: "My dad won't let me die"

Buddha was boring, just a plain human.
He only liked sitting and smoking ****.
He looked at the stars, what else do you need?
Though he secretly sought a lover's fan.

Modern man looked at these well worn statues.
What he saw was not the men you perceive,
Simply what the church would have us believe.
The truth in this tale will be heard by few.

Shin Dec 2013

Civilians

Their eyes are just numb.
Like the lies whispered by man.
Or whistle of snow.

Shin Dec 2013

Hop Frog Hop

Hop frog hop, as you reach into the glade.
Look down upon your tadpoles, see them swim.
Look up and then, Oops! there goes the blade!
You were killed by the leisure of man's whim.

Sing bird sing, look up into the heavens.
Think not of the lonesome boy right below.
Look up into the sky, he jumps seventh.
Ignore petty men, fly where the wind blows.

I don't believe that eagles or frogs cry.
All they can do is give a weary sigh.

Shin Dec 2013

Mother and Father

I say my bitter bye to your shadows.
No longer can I view the lexicon
in attempt to spread this curse, I endow.

Why can't the pollen love its bumblebee?
it's suffocation is merely a ruse.
Why? Why, is this the future that I see?

We played ball and you taught me about love.
I didn't know, I thought of Pokemon.
Yet now the knowledge slips on like a glove.

She baked cakes, without nurture no seed grows.
then you did it, looking only bemused.
How dare you. I won't let you drink your woes.

*******. This Christmas I don't need my toys.
I just want mommy, I just want a hug.
But I don't care no more...was that your ploy?

A cracked light looking out a window pane.
The world looking in, charmed by this drama.
But they don't know: "Santa I want mama"
really means, I want to die; end this pain.