#illegal poems on Hello Poetry

cait Mar 2017

underage

i breathed in the smoke
that charred my lungs
in hopes that you had seen

the smoke that caused
my chords to crack
and left my voice so mean

but you who whispers softly
and you who speaks with care
could not seem to understand
why i chose the poison air.

you said i am
d i s g u s t i n g
you said i should get
h e l p

so yes you maybe scorned me.
and yes you maybe saw.
and that was what i asked for.
wasn't it?

when for you i broke the law

if anything you loved me less

#love #girl #poison #smoke #voice #lungs #law #chords #illegal #indica

Jules Apr 2016

THE MOST TERRIBLE THING

A wind rustled in the trees
A flock soared above the skies
All was peaceful, all was calm—
But then something lurks in the shadows; peaceful no more.

For there it is: danger a-prowl
The deadliest animal, the most terrible thing
But it’s no lion, it’s no wolf
It is mankind alone.

The hunter sharpens his gaze, shifts his gun
A fawn is nearby, painfully innocent
Illegal, illegal, the subconscious whispers, stop, stop, stop!
But the hunter does not pause, for ignorance is bliss.

The conscience gnaws, the heart grows heavy
But still he aims—now, now! Let the bullet sink!
The shortest second, the briefest blink:
The hunter hesitates.

He stares at the fawn, oblivious to him
(Illegal, illegal! Stop, stop, stop!)
He stares and stares and stares—what has he become?
The hunter steps back; he lowers his gun.

proud of this one: another old poem, written a year or two ago. time goes.

#poem #poetry #gun #nature #animal #hunting #hunter #illegal

Rotten Meat Jan 2016

Feeling High, Way In The Sky

Breathe in, breathe out
Weird stench fills the air
I took 8 hits on the pipe
Feeling relaxed, feeling lost

My eyes turn red, very red
My mouth is dry; I feel famished
Wasted another day, all alone
All forgetful, all pain-free

Blue Dream, Purple Voodoo, Afghan, Green Crack
I haven't tried it all, only have one type
Feeling so lost, but relaxed
No sorrow I feel, no yelling I hear

Known as "illegal drug", right in my room
I should stop, this isn't good
It ruins my brain, my lungs, my life
Feeling very lost, feeling that anxiety

I get caught smoking outside
My life is done, over for good
They tell me to turn myself in
But guess what I have, guess what I have

Some pistols and a gun
I load 3, just to make sure
I should've stopped smoking earlier; but it's all done now
I pull the trigger, I pull the trigger

Not missing the head

Revised and edited. Written on 12/28/15

#depression #alone #smoke #high #marijuana #illegal #cannabis

Lost Jan 2016

It's All My Fault

Because of me

someone

will never be able to build their life.

Because of me

someone

is to be imprisoned.*

Because of me

someone

has had their life ruined.

Because of me

someone

will be hurting for a very long time.

Because of me

someone

*will never be able to trust anyone ever again.

#trust #broken #sad #hurt #angry #hurting #illegal #imprisoned #brokentrust #lockedup

Brent Kincaid Dec 2015

DUMP COUNTRY

We called it dump country
Tons and tons of junk
Old bicycles and plenty
Of bottles from the drunks.
The legal dump sites
Had not been arranged.
This was now the city,
Things yet to be arranged.

Four little kids, broke ***,
Not much money for toys.
It was the end of the fifties,
Bad times for little boys.
We made our own adventure,
Way before Disneyland.
We left right after breakfast
To us, the whole trip was grand.

We found amazing things
And brought them all home.
I found a gold painted Buddha
Under a kind of glass dome.
Jim found a tricycle there
And cleaned it up real nice.
It was a really good dump site
We went a lot more than twice.

We called it dump country
We had it to ourselves.
Just us four busy bumpkins.
Santa’s ***** little elves.
We found wheels and things
To build our own little cars.
We got cut up a bit sometimes.
I still have one of the scars.

Over in dump country
The one nearest to our place
Sam found a bit of money
One penny with an Indian face.
But what we found there
Added up to a treasure chest.
It sounds silly but they may be
The memories that were best.

#poetry #diving #kids #games #suburban #playtime #illegal #dumpster #dumps #trashpickers

I'm Not Worth Your Time Jul 2015

The Perfect Crime

The perfect crime
Is rather easy to commit
Each person's limit is one time
There are no victims in this
Because the victim and perpetrator
Can never be the same person
Everything is a controlled factor
And there's nothing to hold you on
No loose ends left untied
You can leave evidence all you want
Your actions go unjustified
Can't send you to jail for such a stunt
And though it is illegal
You won't have to run and hide
The perfect crime for all
Is simply suicide

#suicide #crime #illegal

I'm Not Worth Your Time Jul 2015

Story of the Anonymous

In my eerie little life
The buildings coated with graffiti
I saw the art in a new light
Because of someone interesting

A girl not much older than myself
Was arrested for an illegal mural
A painting of books upon a shelf
She signed to be seen by all

It wasn't hard for the police
To find the perpetrator
Her name in cursive for all to see
The name of this young decorator

I found her three days later
Painting again upon a fence
I asked why would she put her
Name for police then to trace?

She smiled broadly at me
And answered rather honestly
Because she simply refuses to be
"Living life anonymously."

#art #illegal #anonymously

I'm Not Worth Your Time Jun 2015

The Story Of Us

Tied me down
To the ground
Took what you wanted
Called me a **** and

You slapped me
You beat me
You hated me
You ***** me

Then left me alone
Because, as I know
Once you were done
I was no one

Now you come looking back
With the same feeling slap
Your troubles in life
Don't excuse giving me strife

It's over you freak
Just leave me be
This time I won't defend
Your *** you ****-head

Leave me the **** alone
Or the past will be shone
I'll send you to jail
And trust me, you'll fail
Even if you're a 'kid'
From you I'll be rid
You're still older than me
So who will courts believe?

You better get out
Take this with no doubt
You'd better believe
So stop ******* with me

Please

Please make no comment.

#hate #**** #illegal

Darren Mar 2015

The White Bird Flies

When the white bird flies,

the sky catches on fire.

Then the fire bleeds to the village

and the village burns.

Do not be mistaken,

this is how you catch the bad guys.

We must catch the bad guys.

Don’t you know?

When the white bird flies,

she purifies in flame.

Replaces evil with ash

and ash cannot stop the oil flow.

But wait, there was a mistake.

backspace, backspace.

Control alt delete.

It is too late, the sky already burns.

And when the sky burns,

so does the village.

These were children,

Where were the bad guys?

When the white bird fails

It flies a thousand homes to its mother.

“We will try again, tomorrow,” she says

and then she turns the screen black.

Still the village burns

and children become orphans,

but the oils keeps flowing,

it always keeps flowing.

A poem about drones and illegal wars.

#war #sad #protest #anti-war #illegal #drone

Christopher K Bayliss Mar 2015

Learning Curve

U p   w i t h   t h e   b i r d i e s .
O u t   w i t h   t h e   l a r k s .
W a l k i n g   t h e   s t r e e t s .
T r e k k i n g   t h e   p a r k s .

F i n d i n g   a   r a t h e r .
S u i t a b l e   p l a c e .
B e g g i n g   f o r   m o n e y .
T h i s   i s   m y   d i s g r a c e .

N o   h o m e   I   c a n   s p e a k   o f .
U n l e s s   I   b r e a k   s o m e   l o c k s .
S o   m y   e v e n i n g s   I   s p e n d .
I n   t h i s   o l d   c a r d b o a r d   b o x .

A t   t i m e s   I   g e t   h o m e s i c k .
M o s t   n i g h t s   I   s o b .
W h a t   h a v e   I   b e c o m e .
A   d o w n   a n d   o u t   s l o b .

I   d r e a m t   o f   t h i s   E n g l a n d .
T h i s   p l a c e   t h e y   w o u l d   g i v e .
M o n e y   t o   s p e n d .
A   n i c e   p l a c e   t o   l i v e .

P i c k i n g   u p   b u t - e n d s .
W h e n   I   w a n t   a   s m o k e .
M y   t o i l e t s   a   b u s h .
T h i s   i s n ? t   a   j o k e .

I   f o u g h t   t o   g e t   h e r e .
T h i s   l a n d   t h a t   I   s e e .
N o   o t h e r   p l a c e .
W h e r e   I   w a n t e d   t o   b e .

T h o s e   r a c i s t   c o m m e n t s .
W a t e r   o f f   a   d u c k s   b a c k .
D r u g   d e a l e r s   a r e   r i f e  a n d
P o l i c i n g   i s   s l a c k .

B u t   w h e n   y o u r   i l l e g a l .
Y o u   c a n t   p i c k   u p   t h e   p h o n e .
Y o u r   p r o b l e m s   y o u   h a v e
  y o u  m u s t  d e a l   w i t h   a l o n e .

I   w i s h   I   h a d   n e v e r .
B e l i e v e d   a l l   t h e   c r a p .
T h e n   I   w o u l d n ? t   b e   h e r e .
I n   t h i s   a w f u l   t r a p .

I   l o o k   e v e r y d a y .
F o r   a   w o m a n   t o   s h a r e .
T o   m a k e   m e   a l l   l e g a l .
T h e n   I   s h a l l   n o t   c a r e .

W a l k   a r o u n d  h a p p y .
N o   m o r e   t o   s o b .
G o   w h e r e   I   l i k e .
G e t  a  r e a l   j o b .

I f   t h i s   d o e s   c o n t i n u e.
T h e   s t r e e t s   I   m u s t   r o a m .
I ' l l  r o b   a   r i c h   w h i t e   m a n .
B u y   a   t i c k e t   h o m e .

A n d   n e v e r   a g a i n .
W i l l   I   e v e r   r e t u r n .
A   l e s s o n   i n   l i f e .
I   h a v e   f a s t   c o m e  t o  l e a r n .

#living #poor #begging #money #illegal