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It's to **** early and I wanna go back to sleep I hide myself from everything, early in the morning.the debating of my day to come. When all the world proves black and glib. I hide Moments in the morning, when the streaks of light fight though shades cast low. I war with time. These moments mine. Uncorrupted early moments the  thought of uninitiated meditation Best that can be done With the media to come I refuse to be diluted. I dismiss the deluded Dare you  intrude   Glass boxes. So smart Just phones Bank loans Bad backs Five k Starbucks eBay That in a minute And the sun is still fighting The room has no lighting The belt is now tightening The shoes are now laced The heart is now raced And the coffee tastes like **** Now , Empty you Now , be something new The streets are all packed And again your alone Would it be better then To have never have left The thoughts are still there And stands, at this moment a million of you. All on the move Dismissive Batista's Cold savage bosses All the moments losses The darkness could not follow Or hold the fools at bay. And mirrors of you do they appear The corners cut at expense of sustainability. Of ability Of acceptance And the systems down But Susan's wearing that dress My hair is a mess This moments just right My collars too tight She doesn't care And she walks away And I try not to stare And my coworker laughs And the moments just good Cause were back in the zone It's half and half past 1 Guzzle the coffee and run In a couple good minutes Which shatters the dull The dull and the ache The ten minute lunch is more catch up than much Agent of time Numbers to crunch Meandering Mandarin melancholy dream go to bed and be unseen Anger Awake Awake and I shake And the phone is aglow For this 6 o clock rake Round and round. With ends meat to make
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Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 11:32 PM UTC
Alarm clock
It's to **** early and I wanna go back to sleep I hide myself from everything, early in the morning.the debating of my day to come. When all the world proves black and glib. I hide Moments in the morning, when the streaks of light fight though shades cast low. I war with time. These moments mine. Uncorrupted early moments the  thought of uninitiated meditation Best that can be done With the media to come I refuse to be diluted. I dismiss the deluded Dare you  intrude   Glass boxes. So smart Just phones Bank loans Bad backs Five k Starbucks eBay That in a minute And the sun is still fighting The room has no lighting The belt is now tightening The shoes are now laced The heart is now raced And the coffee tastes like **** Now , Empty you Now , be something new The streets are all packed And again your alone Would it be better then To have never have left The thoughts are still there And stands, at this moment a million of you. All on the move Dismissive Batista's Cold savage bosses All the moments losses The darkness could not follow Or hold the fools at bay. And mirrors of you do they appear The corners cut at expense of sustainability. Of ability Of acceptance And the systems down But Susan's wearing that dress My hair is a mess This moments just right My collars too tight She doesn't care And she walks away And I try not to stare And my coworker laughs And the moments just good Cause were back in the zone It's half and half past 1 Guzzle the coffee and run In a couple good minutes Which shatters the dull The dull and the ache The ten minute lunch is more catch up than much Agent of time Numbers to crunch Meandering Mandarin melancholy dream go to bed and be unseen Anger Awake Awake and I shake And the phone is aglow For this 6 o clock rake Round and round. With ends meat to make
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Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 11:32 PM UTC
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