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Karma hits like a wave
You think of me as a 20th century German margrave
Gathering up for a nave
My words of reaction are dried up like the desert of Mohave
I hardly misbehave
I've become pretty tame
Scared of becoming lame
Each day became the same
You needed someone to blame
So you picked me.
No need to get become traumatized by it
I've only become enlightened
Thank you for lamenting your stance
This act is what I''ll be entranced
With
When I take the world by the lungs
By how hard I've swung
And how high I've sprung
You can sing in a tune of psalm
And make up your qualms
Even after my  moments of salaam
This connection is what you'll embalm.
We're just friends from school
You think we're star-crossed lovers
Telling me we are meant to have children together
In a field of bluebottles and bluebonnets
It's like I'm speaking in nonets
To try to get to you
I would hate to ice your heart
But you can't tell anything apart
By telling me your unyielding love when you have a Man already
There is no chance of us going steady
There's plenty
Of other men who will become enticed by your ways
Even If we were to be one
We would become aged and you'd throw me away
For a more seemingly attractive man
Trust me, I know your entire plan
Don't get mad when I try to be with other women
Loyalty has me smitten
Your affection seems like a piton
And I won't fall into it
Honey, I hate to sever your ports
But I'm ending the eternal distort
That'll we'll be
Because I know truly
You won't want to be with me
Until the day I die
This isn't a blues poem, this is the truth
If you can be strong enough to cope
With this reality
You're more then welcome to watch from the sidelines
But don't you dare violate the guidelines.
I've wanted to write this for a very long time. It's one of my few anti-love poems. A definite 180 from my other material. I usually keep my writes more vague so the reader can interpretation however they please but this one is much more detailed.
I'd grow a lotus
Farm for you and only you
No other honey
I'm picky with girls
Because I need an angel
Not just anyone
The magnificence
Of her joyous laugh is so
**** reassuring
Forever loyal
As important as a growing coyol
Dirt poor or modest bank
Her stance never waned
All the buildings they built together caved
But she never waved
Goodbye to him
Even when hope was so slim
Some poor words were verbalized at the whim
But none of us work well when the skies are this grim
There's a sense of brim
I see
And it implodes me full of pertinent glee
It is hard to say
I now know
As the day
Goes by
She is the reason
My father stays sane
No need to hydroplane
I stay tame
I haven't written love off
With these women in the world
I love you, Mom
Thank you for teaching me what a real woman is like.
Thank you, Mom.
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