#cola - Hello Poetry

Cold Diet Coke Administered intravenously Injected into my veins And fueling my anxiety. First, it was only a few Drops to keep me ready, But now it's full gallons And even that's not quenching. People always ask me, "Why push milligrams and ounces Of cold Diet Coke? It'll make you choke. After time, you'll croak. You're such a stupid bloke, Pushing Diet Coke." To this I have to say that you Are quite mistaken, sir. I only do it because I am Addicted to the tiny bubbles In my fizzy bloodstream. I know it's very dangerous, But I haven't died quite yet. I might just try some other kind To fix my upset stomach. "Zero calorie soda, Amazing as it is, Though it tastes delicious to you, Isn't healthy food. It's gonna cause an issue. You're still depressed and blue. Your face is green in hue." Again I must say you lie To steal my fleeting happiness. I need the drip, drip, dropping through My swiftly closing arteries. I don't have much time left, And I'm at Death's bright doorstep. I'm taking my final breaths, And I'm on my deathbed. I just want to tell you You made me do this. It's your fault. You're to blame. Yours is the shame. You outlive yet another son. You could've saved this one. My chances are slim to none. I approach the glistening sun As the fungus and rot outrun The weight of death o'er a ton.

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May 10, 2021

May 10, 2021 at 3:14 PM UTC

rebrandedidiot

Cold Diet Coke

Cold Diet Coke Administered intravenously Injected into my veins And fueling my anxiety. First, it was only a few Drops to keep me ready, But now it's full gallons And even that's not quenching. People always ask me, "Why push milligrams and ounces Of cold Diet Coke? It'll make you choke. After time, you'll croak. You're such a stupid bloke, Pushing Diet Coke." To this I have to say that you Are quite mistaken, sir. I only do it because I am Addicted to the tiny bubbles In my fizzy bloodstream. I know it's very dangerous, But I haven't died quite yet. I might just try some other kind To fix my upset stomach. "Zero calorie soda, Amazing as it is, Though it tastes delicious to you, Isn't healthy food. It's gonna cause an issue. You're still depressed and blue. Your face is green in hue." Again I must say you lie To steal my fleeting happiness. I need the drip, drip, dropping through My swiftly closing arteries. I don't have much time left, And I'm at Death's bright doorstep. I'm taking my final breaths, And I'm on my deathbed. I just want to tell you You made me do this. It's your fault. You're to blame. Yours is the shame. You outlive yet another son. You could've saved this one. My chances are slim to none. I approach the glistening sun As the fungus and rot outrun The weight of death o'er a ton.

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Don’t release your ******* Just release my single I don’t think it’s stunning When that thing is jingle ******* taste like Pepsi-Cola ******* taste like Marabou See a ***** – I say hola Eat that thing like caribou

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Jul 15, 2018

Jul 15, 2018 at 5:59 AM UTC

mikumiku

PU$$Y

Don’t release your ******* Just release my single I don’t think it’s stunning When that thing is jingle ******* taste like Pepsi-Cola ******* taste like Marabou See a ***** – I say hola Eat that thing like caribou

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I'm filtering you through the crack of light that universally seeps through all hotel room doors at the tender hour of 3am. That is to say, this isn't a sonnet of love Or an overly romanticized image of a 21st century youth, This is realism In that I am trying to process everything around me like it will disappear tomorrow Sipping tepid cola watching the day fade through the trees Losing track of time or when the hell I'm supposed to be anywhere Because lately I've been going no where Tracing my veins and driving in circles around your block Trying to remind myself that though we live in an infinite universe, And though we are all alone in our own skin we're still connected through the cracks in the concrete and the curve of the earth. And I think about all the river water I drank in trying to get to your shore All the time I've waisted hanging just outside your door And I know I tend to get stuck on the little things like the songs we sang or the arch of your foot But I'm just trying to ******* process you so I don't have to spend one more night on my best friends couch staring at my skin wondering where all the time went, Wondering if I had cleaned up a little better then my mind wouldn't be so spent So I'm staring into the light coming through the hotel door at 3am so I can filter you out of my chest and onto paper So if I disappear tomorrow I can know your memory for today.

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Oct 26, 2015

Oct 26, 2015 at 11:40 PM UTC

caroline-williams

realism

I'm filtering you through the crack of light that universally seeps through all hotel room doors at the tender hour of 3am. That is to say, this isn't a sonnet of love Or an overly romanticized image of a 21st century youth, This is realism In that I am trying to process everything around me like it will disappear tomorrow Sipping tepid cola watching the day fade through the trees Losing track of time or when the hell I'm supposed to be anywhere Because lately I've been going no where Tracing my veins and driving in circles around your block Trying to remind myself that though we live in an infinite universe, And though we are all alone in our own skin we're still connected through the cracks in the concrete and the curve of the earth. And I think about all the river water I drank in trying to get to your shore All the time I've waisted hanging just outside your door And I know I tend to get stuck on the little things like the songs we sang or the arch of your foot But I'm just trying to ******* process you so I don't have to spend one more night on my best friends couch staring at my skin wondering where all the time went, Wondering if I had cleaned up a little better then my mind wouldn't be so spent So I'm staring into the light coming through the hotel door at 3am so I can filter you out of my chest and onto paper So if I disappear tomorrow I can know your memory for today.

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Cola and Crown Cola and Crown Burns coming up But, smooth going down Cola and Crown Cola and Crown Burns coming up But, smooth gong down Sitting at the tavern Needed courage Drank four shots Downed them in six seconds Now, I didn't feel so hot Stumbled to the dance floor Room was spinning So was I Four shots in just six seconds Felt like I was gonna die Waitress pushed on by me Saw that I had paid my dues Four shots in just six seconds I threw up on her new shoes Cola and Crown Cola and Crown Burns coming up But, smooth going down Cola and Crown Cola and Crown Burns coming up But, smooth gong down She screamed and i just wobbled Then she socked me with her tray She gave me four shots in six seconds Now, on the floor I lay From now on when I'm drinking I'm drinking beer, no matter what I've got two black eyes to show me Four in six ain't that hot

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Apr 11, 2015

Apr 11, 2015 at 1:19 PM UTC

roger-turner

cola and crown

Cola and Crown Cola and Crown Burns coming up But, smooth going down Cola and Crown Cola and Crown Burns coming up But, smooth gong down Sitting at the tavern Needed courage Drank four shots Downed them in six seconds Now, I didn't feel so hot Stumbled to the dance floor Room was spinning So was I Four shots in just six seconds Felt like I was gonna die Waitress pushed on by me Saw that I had paid my dues Four shots in just six seconds I threw up on her new shoes Cola and Crown Cola and Crown Burns coming up But, smooth going down Cola and Crown Cola and Crown Burns coming up But, smooth gong down She screamed and i just wobbled Then she socked me with her tray She gave me four shots in six seconds Now, on the floor I lay From now on when I'm drinking I'm drinking beer, no matter what I've got two black eyes to show me Four in six ain't that hot

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Coke holiday commercials got me drinkin', New Years day, expect to pass a kidney stone.

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Dec 19, 2014

Dec 19, 2014 at 5:40 PM UTC

chris-t

Coca Cola holiday commercials 15w

Coke holiday commercials got me drinkin', New Years day, expect to pass a kidney stone.

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Bubbling up inside me Fizzy cola Beach breeze One hand on my knee The other dangling a cigarette Lost traveler No home Will you stay here with me I'd like eternity But one night will do Free of charge Except my sanity And while you're at it Leave a tip The broken ends of what I was Warm bubbles Champagne lover Twirling and twirling under the unforgiving stars Better than my favorite dream But how quickly, my dear, Dreams become nightmares Broken glass Echoing screams Twirling and twirling Come and rest with me Leave your bags I've always got room For maybe one more But this one is the right one I know it for sure Pure white underwear The darkest intentions And dusty sheets And a brown eyed boy With a passion for nothing in the world Except a ****** drink And me Or so I tell myself As I lie awake and listen to the sound of his breathing Warm body Greedy hands Fizzy cola Fizzy cola

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Dec 10, 2014

Dec 10, 2014 at 4:55 PM UTC

nina-gonzalez

have a drink with me

Bubbling up inside me Fizzy cola Beach breeze One hand on my knee The other dangling a cigarette Lost traveler No home Will you stay here with me I'd like eternity But one night will do Free of charge Except my sanity And while you're at it Leave a tip The broken ends of what I was Warm bubbles Champagne lover Twirling and twirling under the unforgiving stars Better than my favorite dream But how quickly, my dear, Dreams become nightmares Broken glass Echoing screams Twirling and twirling Come and rest with me Leave your bags I've always got room For maybe one more But this one is the right one I know it for sure Pure white underwear The darkest intentions And dusty sheets And a brown eyed boy With a passion for nothing in the world Except a ****** drink And me Or so I tell myself As I lie awake and listen to the sound of his breathing Warm body Greedy hands Fizzy cola Fizzy cola

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