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 Jun 2020
Thomas W Case
When I find myself in dire straits,
which is quite frequently,
my guts will get me through.
My feet tend to want to run.
If my guts and courage are on board,
my feet will follow, but left to
their own devices, in any given
situation that is troublesome,
if my feet could talk, they would say,
"**** this, run! "
But usually my guts win out.
I forge into the various battles that
need fought.
Win or lose, when my guts and
feet are in one accord,
it's a glorious day.
 Jun 2020
Graff1980
No
surprise,
when you reject
or demonize
the nice guys
who try
to be kind
and enrich all lives,

when you despise
altruism
and favor
that nasty flavor
of corruption,

when you
ignore the knowledge
and wisdom
of those who
sought education
over religion,

good men
stop trying.

So, stop crying
about how unfair
it is.
This is the world
that you made.
 Jun 2020
Graff1980
While you were stuck,
getting drunk,
and punched
by your punk
boyfriend,

I was out
trying to make
poetic impressions
to inform other humans
what lies before them.

While your redneck
gotta get some ****,
barely ever there
partner who only cares
when it’s convenient
was getting mean
in your apartment,

I was out trying to write
love, wisdom,
and a sea of compassion
into this desert dry
dismal life.

While you were celebrating
race bating,
rich men taking
all that our labors
are making
while claiming
some poorer
population
is polluting
our great nations,

I was studying
and working
towards
self-improvement.

I know you tried to teach me
how to be mean and greedy,
but even though
I’m an amazing
autodidact,
I just can’t seem
or even want to
cash in on the
***** everyone else
capitalistic scheme,
American dream.
 Jun 2020
Graff1980
There’s a certain understated darkness,
with grey clouds a creeping
and lightning speaking,
terror into my tired being.

Sun obscured, when I’d prefer
the swelling heat drawing sweat from me.
I get cold shivers instead,
of beads of moisture falling from my head.

The cackle of villainous rage
as jagged white lines expand and disperse
cracking the very fabric
of my small universe.

There is a subtle sinister glee
to the natural destruction I see
cause nature feels extremely
violent, but free.

So, one broken branch
snaps and collapses on
a stranger’s house while he is gone.
One power line falls on
a slick city street
threatening to electrocute
any who comes bumbling through.

Torrential waters, and wearisome winds
brings in more destruction then
the frightening lightning,
inviting me to succumb to
existential despair.

Observing this disturbing scene
from a house in quarantine,
I wonder if I’ll ever see
a sunny day to play carefree
with my friends and family.
 Jun 2020
FullmoonFlower
We didn't seek this
yet we got it
we didn't thought we needed
each other like this
yet here we are standing
side by side
...
if only I could touch you
 Jun 2020
Jenna
You tell me pretty lies,
You protect me from the truth.
You look into my eyes,
And tell me not to fall for you.

You tell me about your crush,
And I dream that I was her.
You tell me not to rush,
But I don't wanna see you with her.
 Jun 2020
Graff1980
She doesn’t know that I am obsessed.
Feeling desire’s fury, I am possessed,
with the sudden need that is freed
and makes me want to believe
there is somewhere we could be
together.

That the hours spent being observant
on the internet and in person,
has turned me into a pervert,
but I wouldn’t do anything to hurt
her pride or dignity.
In reality, I probably
won’t even bother bothering
this muscle queen that I have seen.

Wearing well developed shoulders,
She is pretty and pretty **** nice,
but I am one of those polite guys
that girls don’t bother to look at.

So, later on when she leaves,
I will hold open
the door at the gym
watching her float away
like a sweet breeze.
I will be quite pleased
if she even gifts me
a slight grin of gratitude
for my gentlemanly
behavior.
 Jun 2020
Victoria Jennings
That feeling when you miss them
And their absence feels like your soul being ripped right out of your chest

That feeling when they look at you, just look

It's that feeling when they say they love you

And they say they always will
And you let yourself believe that

It's when you're so deluded
That you believe so fully
That this was your first and last love

In time
You see young love for what it is

A once in a lifetime experience
It cannot be repeated

You cannot love that fiercely ever again
But that also means you can never break that hard either.

Everything about love is bittersweet
But young love?
That's like biting in dark chocolate
When you were expecting milk.
 Jun 2020
Graff1980
I got a lifetime of reaching,
sticking my neck out
and pleading
for you to stop the bleeding,
or help me let the flow go
all out.

I may have my doubts,
but rage is a certainty,
and I can certainly see
how you love your stupidity.

Equations written,
but instead of wisdom
you take the chalkboards
and fill them
with the scribbles of children,
as you become smitten
with committing
to business guy’s
greed and lies.

I tried to give you what you needed,
but you got bad boy lust dust
just spilling out,
with a hand full of farts
that you tell me
aren’t smelly.

This is a chilling bout,
and I am on my last round,
as this fast fat clown drowns
all the sheep in their sleep.

My *** has long since boiled over.
All the huff, fluff, and puff I got
has stopped,
and I am just this close to not
caring for
the clueless collective anymore.
 Jun 2020
Graff1980
Everyone’s getting sick,
out work without a check,
and their healthcare is ****,

cause insurance is something
that they can’t even get.

They say keep your distance,
but we were distant long before
we turned a pandemic into a war.

Strangers rush the stores,
trying to buy more
then they need,
but that’s from fear
not from greed.

So, people stay away,
and I don’t see
the children going out to play,

last month everything was okay,
but less than three weeks ago
our whole world up and changed.
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