#hardrock - Hello Poetry

One day my young niece was showing me some photos of herself and her friends on her phone She had loads and loads of these photos I was thinking to myself I don't think anyone's taken a photo of me in forty years, Then I thought what'd happen if I got famous and someone wanted to write my biography (would be a short book) And they'd say Give us some of your old photos to stick in the Book And of course, I'd have a problem, I'd have no photos to give them, Then I remembered there was this Novelty Joke shop in town They had a great collection of all these different kinds of wigs I thought maybe I could buy a few wigs then stage a few photos Pretend they were from earlier days, Yea, I could get an Elvis wig with the sideburns, I could say that was my Rockabilly stage Then I could get a big Long Hair wig and say That was my Hard Rock phase, I could get a Mohican wig and say Well that was what I looked like when I was a Punk Rocker And Hey! Maybe I could get one of those lovely big blonde Dolly Parton type wigs I could say "Well that Summer I was listening to a lot of Country music".

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Mar 15, 2023

Mar 15, 2023 at 12:49 PM UTC

bardo

Dressing up my past

One day my young niece was showing me some photos of herself and her friends on her phone She had loads and loads of these photos I was thinking to myself I don't think anyone's taken a photo of me in forty years, Then I thought what'd happen if I got famous and someone wanted to write my biography (would be a short book) And they'd say Give us some of your old photos to stick in the Book And of course, I'd have a problem, I'd have no photos to give them, Then I remembered there was this Novelty Joke shop in town They had a great collection of all these different kinds of wigs I thought maybe I could buy a few wigs then stage a few photos Pretend they were from earlier days, Yea, I could get an Elvis wig with the sideburns, I could say that was my Rockabilly stage Then I could get a big Long Hair wig and say That was my Hard Rock phase, I could get a Mohican wig and say Well that was what I looked like when I was a Punk Rocker And Hey! Maybe I could get one of those lovely big blonde Dolly Parton type wigs I could say "Well that Summer I was listening to a lot of Country music".

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:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: My generation was raised on Hard Rock and Motown. The younger generations cannot make up for the lack of a good education. -R.

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Oct 7, 2017

Oct 7, 2017 at 2:14 PM UTC

g-rog-rogers

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:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::: My generation was raised on Hard Rock and Motown. The younger generations cannot make up for the lack of a good education. -R.

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There were 100 people Complete strangers And they might as well have been shadows The room might as well have been void of light Because I close my eyes and there is only you Burned to the back of my lids I tell this story about the way you never leave my mind And the way I couldn't hide it if I tried My fingers bleed My heart has found a new home in my stomach And you're still the only thought That my mind can find peace next to Here is where suffering smiles And the grass is green under all of our foot steps And war doesn't stand a chance Not even if it is all we have left

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Sep 9, 2016

Sep 9, 2016 at 10:04 AM UTC

IllWriteAboutUs

The Cafe

There were 100 people Complete strangers And they might as well have been shadows The room might as well have been void of light Because I close my eyes and there is only you Burned to the back of my lids I tell this story about the way you never leave my mind And the way I couldn't hide it if I tried My fingers bleed My heart has found a new home in my stomach And you're still the only thought That my mind can find peace next to Here is where suffering smiles And the grass is green under all of our foot steps And war doesn't stand a chance Not even if it is all we have left

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Are we the cattle of an entire nation? What have we got to lose? Except for those already lost You can be docile or violent, just don’t lie in silence! Rise up! Here begins a new age, end discrimination! Innocence is dead, the wrong men end up in the jail cell This place is nice, but life is going to hell They’re ****** ‘cause the former majority is now a minority Hypocritical foundations, this land’ll never unite What happened to Civil Rights? They only gave us what was left. You pigs - You must be bored just to send so many to the morgue I can’t stand to watch the news, this society isn’t one to put kids through And it’ll only get worse Time never changes, history repeats No more running (RISE UP!) This is the culling! The culling! Never will I be your ***** The culling! (x2) The United States lives an ****** Cold War! (Let’s Rock) We are the Antiheros, the Public Enemy Now join me friends, let’s unveil the clarity Who am I to you? When you look what do you see? All you see are the colors of sin The American Dream is broken, you breed loathing Who can, Who will - Make America Great Again? I can’t be led by a Puppeteer of Dollar Strings You wanna make the world free? (HUH?) But the only thing costless, is the loss of me Drop it! If she needs and investigation (She’s out!) That’s the end of an asinine conversation Rise Up! It’s far too late I am the spirit of those who live with a target One wrong factor can end an actor The leaders are gone, the show is over It’s the end of the road, but the start of - The Culling! A Constitution Diluted by Disillusion The Culling! A Jail For A Nationalistic Conspiracist! Time puses back, but it doesn’t make it better The War is getting colder and the water’s getting redder Every Rose has it’s thorns We are the Bulls with dulled horns - Branded! We’re the ones you reprimanded! I! Feel I was born in the wrong time I’ll go forward and see if they opened their eyes Or I’ll go back! So I could ****** Revolutionize! We all see, the ocean is vast But like the truth and time, It Never Lasts! Post-Traumatic Society Destruction The Bliss of Disorder continues to function All of the ways you hold us down Leads to a point we take your crown Everytime you hold us back Pushed in a corner, poised to attack One last push against - The Culling! We can’t hideaway any longer The Culling (x3) Your ignorance makes us stronger The Culling!

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Apr 29, 2016

Apr 29, 2016 at 12:21 AM UTC

How-To-Find-The-Lost

The Culling

Are we the cattle of an entire nation? What have we got to lose? Except for those already lost You can be docile or violent, just don’t lie in silence! Rise up! Here begins a new age, end discrimination! Innocence is dead, the wrong men end up in the jail cell This place is nice, but life is going to hell They’re ****** ‘cause the former majority is now a minority Hypocritical foundations, this land’ll never unite What happened to Civil Rights? They only gave us what was left. You pigs - You must be bored just to send so many to the morgue I can’t stand to watch the news, this society isn’t one to put kids through And it’ll only get worse Time never changes, history repeats No more running (RISE UP!) This is the culling! The culling! Never will I be your ***** The culling! (x2) The United States lives an ****** Cold War! (Let’s Rock) We are the Antiheros, the Public Enemy Now join me friends, let’s unveil the clarity Who am I to you? When you look what do you see? All you see are the colors of sin The American Dream is broken, you breed loathing Who can, Who will - Make America Great Again? I can’t be led by a Puppeteer of Dollar Strings You wanna make the world free? (HUH?) But the only thing costless, is the loss of me Drop it! If she needs and investigation (She’s out!) That’s the end of an asinine conversation Rise Up! It’s far too late I am the spirit of those who live with a target One wrong factor can end an actor The leaders are gone, the show is over It’s the end of the road, but the start of - The Culling! A Constitution Diluted by Disillusion The Culling! A Jail For A Nationalistic Conspiracist! Time puses back, but it doesn’t make it better The War is getting colder and the water’s getting redder Every Rose has it’s thorns We are the Bulls with dulled horns - Branded! We’re the ones you reprimanded! I! Feel I was born in the wrong time I’ll go forward and see if they opened their eyes Or I’ll go back! So I could ****** Revolutionize! We all see, the ocean is vast But like the truth and time, It Never Lasts! Post-Traumatic Society Destruction The Bliss of Disorder continues to function All of the ways you hold us down Leads to a point we take your crown Everytime you hold us back Pushed in a corner, poised to attack One last push against - The Culling! We can’t hideaway any longer The Culling (x3) Your ignorance makes us stronger The Culling!

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rock shreds my heartstrings until it hurts, and i heal— the right way this time.

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Apr 14, 2016

Apr 14, 2016 at 2:15 PM UTC

ashley-somebody

hardrock

rock shreds my heartstrings until it hurts, and i heal— the right way this time.

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