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Shriveled & shrunken.
Intoxicated & drunken.
Hung over & agitated.
Mild to moderate brain activity.
Common sense & basic reason lacks mental ability.
Bad with money & squanders financial stability.

Passing a psychological mental health evaluation not quite.
Kept in a straight jacket & sedated in isolation they do spit & bite.
They go through everyone's trash day & night.
They panhandle at the street lights.
They have tempers & pick fights.
Nothing they do is legal or right.

Slobs with no jobs.
They lack work ethics.
The sight & stench of them is sick.
They're sad story is lies & tricks.
Not a truth that sticks.

They cuss & their pocked face oozes ****.
Their frontal lobe is filled with dust.
About telling your teacher the truth they get homicidal & make a fuss.
They drive a ******* car consisting of smog & rust.
Getting arrested for 365 × 3 + 2 counts of child **** is never a bust.

Keep your children away from drunks.
Some drunks get violent, beat you & lock you on a trunk.
Most pedofiles & rapists are drinkers.
Not religious or moral thinkers.
With shingles, hpv virus, ****** & boyles.
Zero morals as hideous as an ugly *** gargoyle.

Enjoy arguing,  screams & shouts.
Daily drunk driving & behind the wheel blackouts.
© Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved
 Feb 2015 morgan kearsey
Eudora
Such luscious lips, with pinkish glow!
She's beautiful.

*
Her chapped lips,  faucet like,
cascade only words of kindness..
She's beautiful.

Such pretty,alluring eyes!
She's beautiful.

Her heavy-lidded eyes : a pair of lenses
capturing only great sharp shots,
they see clearly only the good in people..
They never despise.
She's beautiful.

Such a lovely, curvaceous figure!
She's beautiful.

Within the slim figure,  is a soul
who'll share her food with the hungry,
even if it means she'll be left with nothing
for dinner.
She's beautiful.

*
Beauty is only skin deep..
Inspired by a brief chat with a dear friend today and Audrey Hepburn's insights on beauty
'Look beyond the features, it is reflected in the soul..'
Juice freshly squeezed
From poisoned apples I sip
Happiness as I knew it
Has seized to exist
Without you I can't sleep
I've tried and tried
But all night
Your smile keeps me counting sheep
Days pass but it only gets tougher
To live is to suffer
To love is suicide
Inside my mind memories I hide
I reminisce your presence
My now's no longer a present
My face craves your touch
Since you
That good
It's never felt as such
My cheeks miss your lips
Withdrawn from your magic
My mind flips
A love story gone tragic
Before it even started
My heart ripped
Into pieces
When we parted
Away those pieces are sweeped
In the trash they are heaped
Jesus!
These thoughts make me weep
On a ***** so steep
I'm hanging off the tip
Trying to get a grip
Acquainted with grief
Searching for peace
Watching water drip
Off the surface of a leaf
Observing people breathe
And trees swayed by the breeze
Playing the same old songs on repeat
I'm looking for some kind of relief
Apart from diving in for a swim
In a pool of liquor that's cheap
Aware you hear me not when I speak
And this poem you might never read
But know I know no bliss
Though I see the lamp in the tunnel lit
The one placed at the end of it
My dear, you are greatly missed
From within my soul deep
Maybe we need space to truly connect
One day, you will meet a guy who will see the sunsets in your eyes.
Who will make you cry, but with joy,
Instead of misery, late at night.
Who will fight for you,
Instead of letting you guys fall apart.
Who will assure you that this isn't a repeat,
of your first broken heart.

You don't have to settle for anyone else,
Just to feel loved,
You are showered with it,
Even from above.

There is a whole world out there waiting for you.
A world that awaits for what your talent can do.
Don't let him hold you back.
No guy who is ever worth it will do that.

A guy who can walk away from you,
After letting you believe that they do love you,
Is never worth it.
Let him go, hunny.
Love will come looking for you.
Don't look for it.

*The wait will be worth it.
To my 18 year old self

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