cutting the brush away only to discover thorns this prickly cactus person who has become burdensome in their self-loathing is no more a plant for my *** to spare a drop i should want not and waste none
at the urgings of the needle's keen tip* she'd respond with such a caustic delight corrosive was its thorniness of quip
on the pointy end being put to conic flight an outpouring of stinging did rain free she'd respond with such a caustic delight
never not thinking of the spurring's tee compelled by a so driven tong's tine an outpouring of stinging did rain free
yet the rejoinder was not very **** fine applying her barbing tool time after time compelled by a so driven tong's tine
browsers saw the regularity of crime sticking in too much abrasive acid applying her barbing tool time after time
the mordant seasoning far from placid sticking in too much abrasive acid at the urgings of the needle's keen tip *corrosive was its thorniness of quip
The Terzanelle is a poetry type which is a combination of the villanelle and the terza rima forms. It is a 19-line poem consisting of five interlocking triplets/tercets plus a concluding quatrain in which the first and third lines of the first triplet appear as refrains. The middle line of each triplet is repeated, reappearing as the last line of the succeeding triplet with the exception of the center line of the next-to-the-last stanza which appears in the quatrain. The rhyme and refrain scheme for the triplets is as follows:
1. A 2. B 3. A
4. b 5. C 6. B
7. c 8. D 9. C
10. d 11. E 12. D
13. e 14. F 15. E
Ending Type 1:
16. f 17. A 18. F 19. A
Ending Type 2:
16. f 17. F 18. A 19. A
Each line of the poem should be the same metrical length.
I don't know what to do with myself I'm a sandpaper sphincter Yeah, I come across too strong
I'm looking for someone to help me Because I can do nothing on my own There's an endless flailing going on... Like trying to grasp hold of something
Is there anything that's real?
Is there anything real?
Is anything real if you aren't looking at it?
"You know, out of all the friends I've known you've really been the greatest to me so far. You listen, you care, and I feel really comfortable around you. I can honestly say I love you, but with the situation it won't work out."
Why can't I be real on my own? Perception is all of life; My perception, Jaded and Alone
A vast valley of empty noise. Muffled screams ambient like static. Dodging cunning plans and ploys. As each friend intends to wreak havoc. I set aflame in rage and shame. Smoke signals soar high from my side. As I try to decide what is wise. Incontinence of the lips disguised as clever banter. Hollow thoughts reveal themselves and foggy eyes gleam far and wide. I'll have a drink of endless size. "I'd rather be anywhere, or anything" I say whilst reaching for a decanter.
I wish I could say that I want to keep trying, But I've honestly had enough. I've said to myself many times before If I can't take it anymore, It can't be that hard to let go.
Shouldn't it be that way?
Well it's not.
You, my friend, have abrasive hands And they are all over me. I don't understand how you could be so blind. I've pushed you away so many times, I'm surprised your not cemented face first into the pavement.
I can't stand your lectures. You speak as if I need to grab The pen off the table and document every word, You believe your morals need to be the bible for the people we need to live by. That would be a cold sick world.
Your hard headed look on life darkens the light that wants to shine. Pathetic really because you do it to yourself.
So this time, I'm going to push away And I'm going to do it hard.
The difference from every other time, You won't even see it coming. Because you won't even know I've done it at all... Until I'm gone.
Hi there, friend This is my current guesstimate on your behaviour You have probably forgotten me and gone on a vacation with your reindeer. No? That isn't the case? Let's just say you follow the path of douchebagism. While I laugh when you fail.
Such a wayward young man claims to be Green Day's biggest fan. Your ego needs to thaw Idiot, I hope you know others too have flaws. Remember none will have your back when you fall Traitor.