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every time i travel to Warsaw i fall in love, i stand on the central Warsaw train-station, and there's this girl checking her mobile interet, phone, and she looks pretty... and... i really don't want to **** her like the guys **** her in ***** movies... maybe that''s shy i'm considered "effeminate".... maybe...                   i just didn't **** enough women... or maybe... i speak the tongue of the crusaders... but we sent the artillery... the beautiful women to the Arab ******             and kept the nation safe... Islam, akin to the comparison of the Bubonic Plague... Islam... virus of the mind...     i'll contest thi... i'll ******* die for this... i've been feeling weird for the past few days.... Tom Petty died....   so... why would anyone give a **** if Wayne Static does the coffer?    so... i'm supposed to care?! **** you! Jeff hanneman died... but do you see me, making a case for a ******* parade?! no? good... that's how i like it... ******* south London plonker! every single time... i fall in love with a girl at the central train-station in Warsaw... the love dies a sudden death... when i get to the.... Western train station of Warsaw...   the Ukrainians et al... the Mongols...              love's up, dead, long gone...                          i'm basically living the enterprise in re-experiencing a slow death...     feral lands...   these Polacks are like... please don't land in Warsaw.... i know... Krakow has Auschwitz as a tourist destination... but... but... you will not see the generic schematic of globalization... every time i travel to Warsaw i fall in love, and then i think of "it"... **** marriage..                no thanks, you have it covered...                                            on your way; i might not be on the winning side, but sure as **** i'm also not on the losing side either... and t think... that i could even concise my life within the confines of imitating my father...    i could have...                    but then... life... isn't exactly a chance on bet within the confines of a roulette.
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 9:54 PM UTC
every time i travel to Warsaw i fall in love
every time i travel to Warsaw i fall in love, i stand on the central Warsaw train-station, and there's this girl checking her mobile interet, phone, and she looks pretty... and... i really don't want to **** her like the guys **** her in ***** movies... maybe that''s shy i'm considered "effeminate".... maybe...                   i just didn't **** enough women... or maybe... i speak the tongue of the crusaders... but we sent the artillery... the beautiful women to the Arab ******             and kept the nation safe... Islam, akin to the comparison of the Bubonic Plague... Islam... virus of the mind...     i'll contest thi... i'll ******* die for this... i've been feeling weird for the past few days.... Tom Petty died....   so... why would anyone give a **** if Wayne Static does the coffer?    so... i'm supposed to care?! **** you! Jeff hanneman died... but do you see me, making a case for a ******* parade?! no? good... that's how i like it... ******* south London plonker! every single time... i fall in love with a girl at the central train-station in Warsaw... the love dies a sudden death... when i get to the.... Western train station of Warsaw...   the Ukrainians et al... the Mongols...              love's up, dead, long gone...                          i'm basically living the enterprise in re-experiencing a slow death...     feral lands...   these Polacks are like... please don't land in Warsaw.... i know... Krakow has Auschwitz as a tourist destination... but... but... you will not see the generic schematic of globalization... every time i travel to Warsaw i fall in love, and then i think of "it"... **** marriage..                no thanks, you have it covered...                                            on your way; i might not be on the winning side, but sure as **** i'm also not on the losing side either... and t think... that i could even concise my life within the confines of imitating my father...    i could have...                    but then... life... isn't exactly a chance on bet within the confines of a roulette.
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Oct 15, 2018
Oct 15, 2018 at 9:54 PM UTC
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