#barrage poems on Hello Poetry

Lone Chimney Sweep Sep 2019

Oh, Scarlet's got a boyfriend now
She says she thinks she found the one
Well I don't what love is all about
I'm happy for her anyway

Oh they say that "You've missed out"
Cause you don't understand the misery
Oh they say that "you've gotta find out
I'd rather keep it all a mystery

My friend don't you worry about me
I'm fine
I got my head on my shoulders
My friend only cares about things
like time
She say we're only getting older

This is the lyrics to a work in progress I'm writing. It's still very rough, but I thought I'd share it just because, hey why not. Let me know thoughts if y'all have any on this...

#song #lyrics #time #love #barrage #women #society #biological #clock

Grace Haak Sep 2019

Midnight Barrage

God
It's almost one AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your hands touched me
Like my body was a land to explore
Cliché dreams gone to waste
But I still endlessly loved you.
God
It's almost two AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your lips tasted
Like the leftover cheap whiskey
Cliché dreams dwindled to dust
But I still carelessly loved you.
God
It's almost three AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your eyes sparkled
Like icy oceans meeting deep seas
Cliché dreams faded to grey
But I still senselessly loved you.
God
It's almost four AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your voice sounded
Like rasp and rough melodies
Cliché dreams turned to nothing
But I still mindlessly loved you.
God
It's almost five AM
And I'm still thinking of you
And how your body smelled
Like stale ***** and strawberry wine
Cliché disappeared to air
But I still hopelessly loved you.
God
It's not six AM
And I'm tired of thinking of you
And how you made me feel
Like a powerless, punch-drunk fool
Cliché dreams I won't hold on to anymore
Since I've learned to stop loving you.

#midnight #night #barrage #hopeless #love #wasted #dreams

Tony Luxton Aug 2018

On Lowry's 'Going To Work'

Buses are emptied unlike
many minds at this time
in the trudge to work
beneath the canopy of
buoyant barrage ballons.

Another factory day ***** in
the dark figures downcast with bad
war news and routine ritual.
But there is comfort to be had
in the chorus of familiar talk.

Lowry's painting 'Going to Work'

#trudge #to #work #barrage #balloons

Mona Jun 2016

Barrage

Firstly Hand me over to the pouring rain
Let me be soaked in that flooring pain
Be sure to let me me enjoy my goring gain

For I surely believe not in my plastic fame,but
Let me enjoy this acidic game I designed , Cos
I know not the rules of this drastic shame

Lastly Let me enjoy my intoxicating
Oxytocin that preserves my metamorphosis
To an ignominious state that will prevail
Through my youthful altercations.

This specific piece describes my views on the uncompromising ways of a teen or anyone who's youthful at heart .
Hopefully you may. Understand

#life #youth #mediocre #comingofage #flee #composure #barrage #benefitofdoubt

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