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Amitav Radiance May 2014
Bad attitude is like a flat Tyre
It will leave you stranded*






© Amitav (Radiance)
Elise E Apr 2014
Today my name is fire
Burning taller than oak trees;
I started when a little spark
had caught a little breeze.

I’m burning hot, very mad
‘Cause they told me to cease;
But they can’t stop me , nor control me;
No animal would dare come near me.

Now that I am water,
I’m calm as calm can be;
I flow on down the river ‘till
I reach the calm vast sea.

Healing, calming, life giving
Are things that I perform;
Though soothing aches is easer
When my heart is warm.

Now they call me air
And I’ll say this to you;
You just may not see me here
But you see what I can do.

Cooling, moving, breath taking
When I am fairly light;
But when I’m confused, spinning ‘round
It’s a very tragic sight

Now I go by earth,
And right here’s where I’ll stay;
I’ll stand right here, high, rough and tough
Every single day.

I’m hard to move, you can’t shift me,
Not one teeny, tiny bit;
You can’t deal with a stubborn rock
That’s had a little fit.

So for the future you should know
To never ever try me
‘Cause you may never ever know
Which element I might be

Mad as fire, stubborn rock
Or water, calm and still
Free as air you never know
The way that I feel


#2_ 2011
Sometimes you can get so angry or frustrated you just want to, well, scream. And then there are those times you're so happy and you feel so limitless you just want to scream some more.
Elise E Apr 2014
I’ve got an attitude
But I’m not so sure why
It’s just another crazy thing
That I just can’t let by

I’ll list things that annoy me
If that’s okay with you
It goes to Pluto, and then back
So I’ll just list a few

I hate it when the younger ones
Think they know better than me
Or think they have authority
To come and try to boss me

I hate it when the older ones
Think they can just ignore me
And public business comes around
They try to keep it from me

It’s bad enough when I don’t win
But that wont make me mad
What I hate, oh who I hate it
When the winners brag

I hate it when folks say things to me
To make me feel so small
But then their only motive
Is to make themselves feel tall

They tell me that my ways are wrong
Though they don’t know the right way
I get this not just once a while
But every single day

I hate it that when I am wronged
There’s no apology
Instead they shake their snooty hips
And spit their tongue at me

If people would just slow it down
And be kind or nice to me
They might just find how happy of
A person I can be

#3_5/10/11
Ever have those time when you just want to explode, yell at anyone you pass, or maybe even temporarily turn into some type of cruel puppy-hating monster?
Dhaye Margaux May 2014
Oh, man you are so wise, you’re always right;
You always speak the truth and what is right.

You taught me your culture, I have to blend,
I’m scared but tried to live for what is right.

You sang the oldest songs I hate to hear,
My ears are wanting bad for what is right.

You pulled me and asked me to dance with you,
You knew that music’s off, it is not right.

You held me close to you, I have no chance,
To see, to hear, to speak for what is right…
Ghazal
A Ghazal is a poem that is made up like an odd numbered chain of couplets, where each couplet is an independent poem. It should be natural to put a comma at the end of the first line. The Ghazal has a refrain of one to three words that repeat, and an inline rhyme that preceedes the refrain. Lines 1 and 2, then every second line, has this refrain and inline rhyme, and the last couplet should refer to the authors pen-name... The rhyming scheme is AA bA cA dA eA etc.
OldManAtHeart Apr 2014
Today I don't want to think.
So I'm going to drink.
I'm fed up of life.
I'm going to drink.

I'm going to drink, drink drink
Until I'm comatose
And hopefully then
To death I'll be close.

Yes, I shall drink
And I don't care what people think
This epitomises the worst attitude
I can have; I'm on the brink
Of dying by the drink.
And I don't give a ****
If I have the worst attitude....
I DON'T WANT TO THINK!

OK!?
IS THAT SO BAD?
Dear, alcohol, CAN'T I AT LEAST HAVE THAT!?

Who the **** rhymes drink with think?
This is so debilitating; I need a drink.

I've lost it. I've lost the plot, if I ever had one.
Almost certainly lost the plot of this poem
But who cares? I can't.

I want to hide, see no-one and die.

I need to hide, see no-one and die.

So I'm just going to drink.
C S Dec 2013
If you counted up all the seconds we spent tweeting,
All the minutes  we spent repeating,
All the hours we spent faking this thing-
"#YOLO", we call it.
If all 7 billion of us added up,
How many lives could we make
With the tick-tocks we spent talking about their brevity?
How many lives could we have saved, changed, re-arranged
With the attitude of using that one life to make a difference,
Instead of abusing the battle cry of a short life to do useless, irresponsible ****.
Calories, pranks, drugs, lust, rebellion.
Do you feel stupid for the things you bought with YOLO now?
'Cause you got it wrong.
Your life will flash before your eyes,
But will yours be worth watching?
It all counts.
But did you make it count?

— The End —