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Yenson Mar 2019
Jealous ants smite by envy
creepy crawlers always in dirt
brains missing acts on instincts
follow the leader and copy the actions
bite, bite, crawl away, bite, bite crawl away

alone, they are weak and small
but in big numbers we can swarm
just open those jaws and nip and bite
if we needed brains nature would have provided
so just bite, bite, crawl away, so bite, bite crawl away

small and fragile we are
but equal and homogeneous
we all look the same, no airs or graces
get in line and swarm together for the queen
so just bite, bite, crawl away, so bite, bite crawl away

we need no education
we can climb over brick walls
who needs a mind when instincts as good
we just follow the leader and march off as we're told
so just bite, bite, crawl away, so bite, bite crawl away

We can't take it easy with Caramel
tastes so good, ideal sweet unsurpassed
we'll march from east to west, north and south
tirelessly even climbing over each other to get Caramel
so just bite, bite, crawl, so bite, bite and crawl back to our holes

We, pirates of the underground
heartless thieves in nights or at daylight
savage, cannibalistics horned by instincts and numbers
we want the sweetest and prey on dead and the living too
all we know is bite, so just bite, bite and crawl back to our holes
THE BITE VICTORY SHOW


WELL DONE ADELAIDE BITE YA SEE, WELL DONE THE ADELAIDE BITE

THEY BEAT THE PERTH HEAT BY 3 POINTS TO 2

THEY BEAT THEM 3 POINTS TO 2

AND I PARTY ALL OVER THE CITY CENTRE YA SEE

THE PARTY IS ON FOR YOUNG AND OLD

YEAH EVERYONE PARTIIES IN THEIR HOUSE

I KNOW WHEN YOU ARE MENTALLY ILL MY FRIEND

YOU FEEL LIKE SAYING YOUR GOD, AND YA FEEL LIKE SAYING YOUR JESUS TOO

AND NOAH AND MOSES ARE THE SAME

GO THE BITE GO THE BITE GO THE BITE RAH RAH RAH

GO THE BITE GO THE BITE GO THE BITE TAKE A BITE OUT OF THE HEAT

YOU SEE, AS I AM SITTING IN GAREMA PLACE AND I PARTY LIKE CRAZY, DUDE

WAITING FOR SOME YOUNG DUDES, READY TO PARTY HARDY

I DON’T CARE WHAT MY VOICES SAY, I WILL HAVE FUN ANYWAY

HOW MUCH MONEY WOULD YA PAY, TO SEE A HEAVY METAl CONCERT PLAYED REAL LOUD

GULLUMPH WENT THE LITTLE GREEN FROG LAST NIGHT

GULLUMPH WENT THE LITTLE GREEN FROG LAST NIGHT

I PARTIED DOWN THE CLUB LAST NIGHT, WITH MY GIRLFRIEND BILLIE JEAN

AND I PARTIED WITH THE BIG GUYS ON THE AC/DC STAGE OH YEAH

THAT IS SO VERY RADICAL YEAH

THE BITE WON THE MATCH 3-2, WHAT A MATCH IT WAS

YA SEE EVERYONE IN THE CROWD ARE CHEERING LOUD, AND MAKING A LOT OF NOISE

THEN THE BIG NERDY ADULT SAID WOULD YA, PLEASE QUIETEN DOWN

I SAID OR WE SAID NEH YA OLD BAT, YOU ARE AN OLD FOGIE OH YEAH

I PARTIED DOWN THE CLUB OH YEAh

OH YEAH IT’S RATHER RAD

I AM BUDDHAS SAVIOUR, MAN I AM BUDDHAS SAVIOUR

I WANT PEOPLE TO GO OUT AND PARTY WITH ME, CAUSE I AM NOT A SQUARE

I AM NOT SQUARE, I STICKY STARE, LIKE A BEAR, I CAN SEE YA UNDERWEAR

I HAVE NO IDEA, IF THEY’LL TEAR, THEN YA BUY ANOTHER PEAR

PARTY PARTY PARTY, THE WORLD NEEDS TO PARTY

AND BRIAN ALLAN IS THE GUY TO TAKE THE NERD AND THE GEEK OUT OF LIFE

AND SAY EVERYBODY’S COOL EVERYONE IS ALRIGHT

IF YOU HATE ANYONE THAT IS ON THIS EARTH, YOU DON’T LOVE LIFE
The Bleak Poet  Jan 2016
Bite Me
The Bleak Poet Jan 2016
I bite my tongue until it bleeds, so that I do not offend you.
I have so much to say to you, but I know you will not like it.
The things I want to say are very harsh and you are not as strong as I.
I bite my tongue so I will not regret saying something I didn’t mean.

I bite my tongue until it bleeds, so that you will not see my lip tremble. The hurtful words you say try to show on my face, but I won’t let them.
I will not let you see me being hurt by what you have said and done.
I bite my tongue so you will not have the satisfaction of winning.

I bite my tongue until it bleeds, so that the tears will not escape my eyes
I do not like when people see me crying for any reason.
I feel like letting someone seeing you cry shows weakness.
I bite my tongue so you will never see weakness in me.

I find that I bite my tongue more often than I should.
The metallic taste of blood in my mouth has become so familiar.
I bite my tongue so hard that I am surprised I haven’t bitten it in half.
I will continue to bite my tongue so I am in control of my emotions.

– Bite Me // F.C.
I bite my tongue in most of the conversations I have, these are the reasons why.
I guess what I'm trying to say, is I want to take a bite out of your soul like an apple.

want to leave a bite mark in who you are,
to give my antibodies to help fight infection,
build a scab over the tooth mark

want to regrow
slightly darker scar tissue over the bite mark I left there.

Leaving a little island on the orb.

I guess what I'm saying is
I want to mechanically be a part of you

want to digest who you are to help fight diseases in my body.

wanna take you like a vitamin  
wake up every morning to take my daily dose

like a nice clean bite out of an Apple.
Wispy Orb of you. your essence

then stick it right back in your chest.
with a tiny little tooth mark indent left by my bite.
ready to heal where I left it.

I want you to take a bite right outta my soul too,
want the nutrients of who we are to coarse through our bodies
repair the bite marks.
leave scars on us.

Dark little landmarks so we never forget the bite.
we both love kissing scars
so much that why wouldn't we want our own personal landmarks

i guess what I'm saying is, I'm allergic to apples.
but i'm not allergic to people.
If I run out of allergy pills and vitamins
I might as well get my daily dose of happiness.
i'll be ****** if you aren't my prescribed dose of happiness
no doctor handed me papers or charged me a fee
i don't have an insurance plan to help me pay for you.
but at least I can't run out
so i don't need to worry about faxing my doctor to renew my pharmacy pickup

I guess what I'm trying to say is
if my personality was an apple I would be allergic too it, but I'd let you take a bite.

I guess what I'm trying to say is:
I already have a scar for you, and you already kiss it.
Cieran Reed  Mar 2016
Leaving ANA
Cieran Reed Mar 2016
Little bite, chew.
Little bite, chew.
That's what grandma taught me
When I was a child,
Little bite, chew.
That’s what I must do.
Little bite, chew.
That’s the only way to get over you.
Little bite, chew.
Little bite, chew.
Keep it down,
Don’t make yourself spew,
Soon she won’t be whispering to you.
Soon she’ll leave and I’ll be through.
Just listen to grandma and
Little bite, chew.
Mirrors are the worst forgivers,
But they’re in league you see.
The fact you now know that their friendship grows
Is only a good thing for me.
Veins subside, bones find shelter,
She will dwindle and hide.
But I get scared if it rains again,
She’ll be by my side.
Little bite, chew.
Little bite, chew.
It’s going to be long but
Little bite, chew.
One way or another I’ll leave you
Just listen to grandma and
Little bite, chew.
The damage will stay.
The damage is done,
The damage done by you.
I don’t need you,
I’ll never forget you,
ANA.
There’s something I must do.
It takes just one deep breath,
Just one mouthful,
And just one
Little bite, chew.
Grace Jordan  Dec 2013
Bite Me
Grace Jordan Dec 2013
Bite me.
Could I be ******, turned on, or something else entirely?
No seriously, c'mon, Bite Me.
I dare you.
Those three little words are quite powerful, aren't they?
You want to touch me, to **** me, to have your teeth on my flesh and just take my orders and defy them all at once.
There's a fire's touch in your blood, and its burning you up right now.
I'm a woman, yes, but you won't hurt me.
Try to hurt me.
Maybe I'll like it.
Maybe I'll be like society, kicking at your *****, screaming at the top of my lungs for you to Man Up and teach me a right proper lesson.
Well, shouldn't you?
BITE ME.
Not a vampire bite, too pop culture for its own good, or a little teasing bite, no, I want you to hurt me.
Aren't you a man?
Doesn't that mean I deserve what I get?
Doesn't it mean I want it?
I always want it, I'm a woman after all.
So c'mon, big boy, Bite Me. Make me remember where I "belong".
Maybe I'll be nice enough to make you a sandwich afterwards while I cry my eyes out.
You crane your neck, you open your mouth, and I let out a bittersweet sigh.
You bite me.
And like a woman, I took it. I took it all.
Bhill  May 2019
Choices
Bhill May 2019
It's yours to make....

In life, there are always choices to make
To turn events into wants and desires
To turn dreams into reality
To turn reality into your space
To make your space,
Well,
Your space....

Get your bite out of life
Take the biggest and baddest bite
Take a bite soooo big that people notice
People will want to join you with your bite
Your bite...
Not there bite,
Your bite...
Do you want to share
Your bite?

Open up your mind
Open up and decide
What space
What bite
What reality
Just What
Do
You Want....!

Brian Hill - 2019#112
Inspired by choices to bite....
Choices are a gift to us all
Are we making them
Are we getting our bite out of life
MC Antone  Feb 2016
Bite
MC Antone Feb 2016
Bite, scratch, and thrash your prey,
You hung the bait,
Now enjoy the feast,

Wicked beast,
Shown teeth,
Why should I expect,
A shadow of empathy,

Always brutal,
Humans in heat,

Absent of dignity,
A sliver of Humility,

Never to be blamed,
For blood dipped blades,

Of bone,
Flesh and deceit,

Who wants to play?

Bite, tear, and massacre.
Without delay,

You wouldn’t allow it breathe,

Now get in my way,
Lay in my wake!

Bite, scar, and destroy,
The weakest of two,
Feed on what you wouldn't let breathe,

Hell sent,
Drown in gluttony
You disgust us,

Insignificant identities,
Atrocious excuses for beings,
Morn those flushed from our home,

Always brutal,
Fists clutched to break brows,
Don't blame me for your bullet shells,  Spattered blood of lineage,

[Bite]
- M.C. Antone
11/28/15

You're the bone,
Fury and willful,
Now let my flood into those lungs,
The quicker the better,
I will rid this garden of you,

Bite, scar, and thrash away,
You victimized your bait,
Why stop you now?
Show those teeth,
Before you're laid to waste,

Malfunctions of my nurturing,
Organisms oriented in decadence,
Soured treats of my hospitality,

Hoarders of hostilities,
Eradicate enemies,
Relive my Kingdom of this man-made crime,

Bite, tear, and skin your vulnerable,
You've come this far,
And you love that body count,
Toe-tag party favors when they fall,
I'll relish in the irony for now,

Always indulging,
Polluting my serenity,
Subjects of my rein,
You will hang for these blood stains,

You're the bone,
flesh and slaves,
Of a climate I change,
Your greed has cause me to let only those Darwin would deem,
The fittest of humanity.
Survive when I warm,

Bite, scratch, and thrash your prey,
You'll soon be one of the decayed,
I hung the bait,
Now I'll enjoy this feast,
You took for granite,
Your planet.
jack of spades Dec 2015
what’s the good institution
when evil is institutionalized
what’s the good teacher
when the student is criminalized

instill in us some morals, sure
but what are morals in a
“more or less” world?

bite the hand that feeds
it’s only poison you’re eating
bite the hand that feeds
these aren’t the toxins you need

cats out of their bags
lions in their cages
eat it raw eat it raw eat it
red and soaked in blood

bite the hand that feeds
it’s only poison you’re eating
bite the hand that feeds
these aren’t the toxins you need

bite the hand that feeds
bite the hand that feeds
eat it raw eat it raw eat it red
bite the hand that feeds
it’s poison it’s poison it’s
toxic waste toxic time toxic
valentines with pretty lies

bite the hand that feeds
it’s only poison you’re eating
bite the hand that feeds
these aren’t the toxins you need

these aren’t the toxins you need
not the toxins
not the toxins
not the toxins you need
something fast and angry and punk rock
R Saba  Oct 2013
Bite
R Saba Oct 2013
I've just been
reciting the lines of that one bite,
one or two
or however many it took
for me to pull away.
In my mind,
it was a choice I made,
to end that soft embrace;
in truth,
it was that one cold
hard
bite.

So unlike you,
so strange.
You surprised me,
but you felt nervous,
shaken,
wary,
uncertain,
not ready,
not confident,
in your own ability to draw blood.
I pulled away,
just enough to tell you
I'd remember this.

In my mind,
it was a choice I made,
to wait until I could not see your mouth,
those teeth,
before I cut the string.
One string,
one quick snap,
and that bite was nothing but a few words in my mouth,
a few chords with no song,
an embarrassment to the idea of pain.

In my mind,
you tried too hard.

In reality,
I tried too hard
to try harder
to feel that bite,
until I felt it,
and it didn't feel right.
Sometimes, though,
I recite the idea of your teeth
sinking in,
and I am reminded
that in my mind,
it was a choice I made
to pull away.

Bite or no bite,
I would have done it anyway.
something I remembered a long while later, then made it important for poetry's sake

— The End —