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Lainey May 2019
You’ve traded insults with him from the time he could return them.
If he offered you which hairy arm to pick, you’d Chinese burn them.
His annoying level neediness would see you waste YOUR time
Just to see him stand, silver in hand,  on the Space Invaders line.
But HE was always there to help you put the chain back on
When the rest of the BMX Bandits had thrown up dust and gone!
And he was there to corroborate when your day in court arrived.
You were braver because you had him there and TOGETHER you’d survived.
Then the day when words escaped your lips and you just needed someone to save you?
No questions asked; jumped on a train; no hesitation gave you.
Coz pesky brothers grow into men,  somewhere along the way.
Rough them up but love them well for you’ll need them there some day.
Yenson Apr 2019
What does a Prince
have in common with some fake stooge
pretending to be an Asian in Mumbai
but for oxygen
Prince doesn't need a Chia Wallah
and they belong to differing caste
stay below as you've always been
you are not important
This is about Rajarandu  Bandirajastan, a poet that attended a poets workshop I was at, who writes the most ridiculus poems and seem to think he makes sense, he was an old colonial servant who was slimy, sly and has pretentiousness in abundance. I have since discovered his brother visits this site and hopes he recognizes his sibling.
Evie Apr 2019
i long for the sun
warming me to my bones
tan lines
cool water
windows down
music too loud
late nights
soft breeze
late sunsets
early sunrises
no more of this chill
i cannot seem to shake from my soul
its time for summer. this cold ******* is awful.
Masha Yurkevich Feb 2019
there are emojis for everything.
Emojis for that,
               emojis for this.
Emojis for bro,
              emojis for sis.
Emojis of dogs,
             emojis of cats.
Emojis wearing scarfs,
                       emojis wearing hats.
But please don't forget about words.
Only use kind one,
not ones that hurt.
A Simillacrum Feb 2019
Flesh golem, walking toward,
you're not searching for me.
You're finding an end
with your kit of means.
It's obvious you've

*** to loose -

it's backed up high
enough it's the light
inside your eyes,
and do I see it?
Yes, I do.

Promising heavy
shades of heaven
within the pleasure
you bring -
thing is, dipping stick

is boring as ****.

What about the places
you forgot to touch?
I breathe *** deeply,
your lungs are shallow,
you're in a rush.

Oh, but you'll have your stories.
Construct the pulleys,
form factor, until you ascend.

Oh, but you'll have your badge.
The sheer facade of your fragile persona,
is simply crystalline.

David Bojay Jan 2019
somewhere in between a second ago and my next step
something that doesn't need to let go because there's nothing to let go of
only to understand

layers we can't fully experience, but know

simply having trust in the dissolution of thought

(but sometimes I see your face in my head for 3 seconds and it brings me to a state of distraught)

no palladium for me
a free being, same as the energy that flows with the leaves
no conversations regarding what a nuisance I was with no decency

that was then

and change is now, every millisecond

how could we possibly
p     re


??? (!!)
David Bojay Jan 2019
The pain won’t stay
So long
See you in May
Just not today, myself to betray
Lose myself indulging in what’s not spoken
Losing grip of the entirety of this moment
The only regrets I have are the ones that make her upset
is this a phase
false love to praise?
am i insane?
insecurities i can't restrain
is this a test?
one I can't retake?
is this a game?
one I cannot play?
when will it pay?
in debt til I decay
what should I say?
it's wrong to hate
the obvious is said
complications in my head
resulting in my death
it's life or lead
but what's to complain at the end when I wake up in a bed
Aroody Oct 2018
Home was once upon a time ,
a place so safe so calm ,
the remedy for the sick ,
a place to stop and rest ,

but now its only four walls ,
holding up an old roof ,
who knows what these walls have heard ?
what the roof has seen ?

A place so far from what you imagine ,
its not my serenity nor is it divine ,
but did the walls get thicker ?
or the people changed ?

Did the roof decide to be unkind?
or the sarcasm got into me ?
Do the walls block me out ?
or the stubbornness of the dwellers ?

This home was built with bricks ,
and it stands today with the same bricks so tall ,
its not the wall or roof or door ,
the people bring the feeling .
Dedicated to all those who run away from all the nonsupporting behavior of their family at home whether a brother , sister , mother or father , the world and it's negative forces are already trying to bring us down , support your family at home don't join the forces against them . MORE SUPPORT please !
Rex Verum Regem Sep 2018
Is not everyday we say we want to live forever expecting things to stay constant in the moment of bliss that made you want to be immortal.

living forever; never dying or decaying.
an immortal being, especially a god of ancient Greece or Rome.

So which is it, do you wish to be ever constant and involved in all history, future and beyond
Do you see yourself as above the mortal realm does the complexity of the multiverse bore you, are you already proclaimed above all others.
Are you he who shall not be named
Are you mother to the earth
Are you GOD!!!!
for off so then everyday is everyday for one who knows all days,

Rex Verum Regem
Guden Sep 2018
A videogame told me to be a dictator,
A great warrior.
Reality wanted me to be a great thinker,
A doer,
Someone who's not afraid
Of the shadows of a lamp.
Mother told me to clean my room
And get a woman
Who's nice,
Like her
Towards her.
Father told me nothing
As I waited for my brother;
When he hated all,
Dad saw me
Too late.
The tv told me many things
And here I was,
Like the beans of all flavors,
Said Harry.
Compared to his life
Mine is a trip.
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