#mock
Giggles
Chuckles
Laughter
Birds
The mocking birds
The birds I don't quite get
Everywhere they go
They mock another bird
Like it's another average day
Or another standard Tuesday
What did those birds do to you?
When do you not be a nuisance?
Why do YOU have rights?
Mar 29, 2025
Mar 29, 2025 at 7:15 PM UTC
"The most exquisite face wrinkles and droops with age
Roses too must wither, mocking man's desire for any eternal beauty in materiality
Death will destroy the buds of youth, Cataclysms will demolish the grandeurs of this earth
But nothing can destroy the splendor of the astral cosmos"
Many forms, but crystalline perfection;
Mystics pine, on the meaning of raging storms;
In lieu of real connection. We can
Appreciate the beauty that is laid before.
Before our time, and we veer
Without axis, & detached from direction.
Jul 31, 2023
Jul 31, 2023 at 8:28 PM UTC
All I can ever ask when you leave me
Was I enough?
Would I ever be enough?
People are always fascinated by me
Attracted to me.
Proclaiming that they will love me for all eternity.
And I can only sadly laugh at such mockery that fate keeps bestowing upon me.
Face it, for all of you who try to love me.
You cannot handle me.
In the end you will always leave me behind.
While I am stuck with the burden of trying to forget.
Your love is not enough.
And you only view me as your saving grace from this ****** world you only suffer in.
But I cannot save you.
To hell with your hero complex.
You most certainly can't save me either.
Love is not enough.
And I am not worth the trouble
-Kore
Apr 5, 2021
Apr 5, 2021 at 1:52 PM UTC
Don't be shocked when
A scornful mock
Results in a block
Dec 26, 2020
Dec 26, 2020 at 11:40 PM UTC
These two elements were enemies since dawn
When they fought, the whole world would be warned
As heat met cold, smoke would alight
While they quarreled, the land stood in fright
The Fire had a fierceness to her that the Water could not match
The heat could paralyze you, even the smallest of a scratch
But she would lose her temper whenever she talked
The Water took advantage and would continue to mock
The Water on the other hand was smart and full of wisdom
Her power was so mighty that it could wash away kingdoms
However, how clever she may be, her cowardice was known
The heat burned her when it was shown
Who lost? Who won? No one knows anymore
But we know that they fought a thousand times in the lore
It's a mystery when will they stop
But one thing is final,
While the Water runs cold, the Fire burns hot.
-Grisha. S
Dec 15, 2020
Dec 15, 2020 at 3:10 PM UTC
Cannot escape from this prison named Time
Determined outcomes mock me from other side of the bars
I cannot live chained to my unmatched expectations
Nov 13, 2020
Nov 13, 2020 at 6:11 AM UTC
Dancing in the sunshine,
A dream come true.
Up above the world,
Into the blue.
Seeing the heaven,
With eyes its own.
It felt immaculate,a special flower,
A season ago, sown.
It drank the air,
It quenched its soul.
The yellow being,
Slyly smiled.
Pride made way,
Into its whole flowery body.
It laughed at the trees,
Calling them short.
It mocked his siblings,
Telling them how they were just tiny dots.
Days passed,
The airy drink wore off.
The pride now gone,
It realised how vulnerable it was.
The other flowers,
They could cut its feet.
But they were creative,
They let it feel lonely,
And endlessly weep.
It shouted at the sky,
Blamed the sun.
It yearned to be small,
And be back on the earth.
But alas! He had to be punished,
And it stood there tall,
But, in the mind now small.
It waited to dry,
It waited to die.
Jul 1, 2020
Jul 1, 2020 at 2:05 PM UTC
We need to talk,
You two need to talk it out.
But every time I get you together,
All you do is mock.
Mock each other,
Mock yourselves.
Why can’t I get you to work things out?!
Dec 6, 2019
Dec 6, 2019 at 3:36 PM UTC
Listen to them very carefully.
Just listen to what they say.
Vile drips from their tongue so readily,
disguised in just the right way.
Now ponder for just a minute,
what do they speak of you?
When the crowd's without you in it,
do they mock you too?
Did you think you could escape,
their two-faced?
ALesiach © 08/04/2017
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 3:26 PM UTC
Do people see me like a rock?
Because all they do is mock.
Is it just the rain,
That cries with me and my pain?
This fake smile is fooling me too,
Why does sadness stay with me like glue?
Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 8:52 AM UTC
it is friday night
a warm breeze
pets the trees
today
they did a good job
red and yellow
neons illuminate
the silken blood
lovingly woven
into the asphalt
long story short
I just fought God
in a Denny's
parking lot
Apr 5, 2019
Apr 5, 2019 at 8:53 PM UTC
You send me gifts,
You send me cards,
You sign it with a kiss,
But this is not love.
You send me emails,
Tell me to write back,
I do yet dad never replies,
This is not love.
You belittle me,
Mock me,
Humiliate me,
This is not love.
Your words torture me,
You think its ok to hit me,
You justify your cruelty,
This is not love.
I have tried to explain,
I have never blamed you,
I needed the distance,
This is not love.
You dont listen to me,
You turn family against me,
You are ashamed of me,
This is not love.
You blame me,
You shame me,
You will never accept me,
This is not love.
You go behind my back,
Telling people you want to help,
Yet you only ever scold me,
This is not love.
You refused to listen,
Just continued to blame,
Telling me its not good enough,
This is not love.
Others have tried to tell you,
You are making me sick,
But still you will not have it,
This is not love.
Everything that happens to me,
How you would abuse me,
You can only show anger,
This is no love.
You have pushed me so far,
That i've lost my mind,
I've lost all hope,
This is not love.
I have had patience with you,
Told you I understand you,
Yet still its never enough,
This is not love.
You want me to visit,
You will pay me to visit,
Pay to make me more sick...
This is not love.
After I was assaulted,
Your anger was relentless,
The blaming, the shaming,
This is not love.
Screaming and shouting down the phone,
I was forced to listen, I had no control,
Telling me id caused so much damage, made people sick..
This is not love.
All I got from you,
Was yet more torture,
More abuse, no empathy,
This is not love.
Ever since that day Ive known,
You cannot be my mother,
I cant treat anyone like you did,
This is not love.
I cannot understand,
What it must be like,
To have zero compassion,
This is not love.
You tortured me before,
Then you tortured me more,
Now you want me to come back?
This is not love.
Mum - I do not hate you,
And I mean you no harm,
But you have caused so much damage,
This is not love.
I am certainly not perfect,
And neither are you,
But i'd never want to hurt someone,
This is not love.
You see ive studied narcissism,
Ive dedicated so much time,
Trying to understand you,
Reaching the same conclusions time again.
I know its not your fault,
I will never blame you,
But you simply will not understand,
That I cannot love you.
All you've done is prove me right,
Though for a long time I doubted myself,
You made me doubt on purpose...
Mum - this is not love.
You are a textbook narcissist,
Im sorry if you think im wrong,
You rejected my suggestion of getting help...
This is not love.
After I was *****
I knew you'd react that way,
Yet your anger still sickens me,
It sickens me to this day.
It proved to me once and for all,
That you can never be my mother,
Maybe we could be friends one day,
But you are not my mother.
Mum we have no bond,
We never have had one,
All you've shown me is disgust,
This is not love.
Others may be on your side,
I've read up on that too,
You hurt me to your own advantage,
This cannot be love.
Im not trying to hurt you,
Disrespect you, or anyone else,
Im only now protecting myself,
For what we have...is not love.
You turned all those I love against me,
But thats what narcissists do,
Im not the only victim you know,
And I do know your love is not true.
I am sorry mum,
It is all I can say,
We both need to fix ourselves,
Then maybe we can meet someday.
But after all this abuse,
I am sorry to say,
That I do not love you,
This is not love mum, I now see clear as day.
Im tired mum
Please let me go....
Take care **
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 7:17 PM UTC
She Loves you,
She Loves you not,
SHE LOVES YOU.
You are her poetry,
You are her art,
You are her masterpiece,
You are her soul.
Only you sleep in her dreams,
Only you travel in the shadow of her thoughts.
The way the Sun and moon causes the tides,
You pull her heart strings with sorrow, pain and joy.
Even if the stars glisten and mock her,
You will still see heaven in her eyes for you.
25/1/2019.
Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 8:11 AM UTC
she is not insane,
she just loves the one
you think she doesn't
deserve or even real.
she is not insane,
just her beliefs are bigger
than the universe.
she is not insane,
all she wants is true love
who won't run away
after seeing her monster
not a big pocket or
even a prince charming.
she is not insane,
for she knows herself
more than anyone does.
she is not insane,
she just loves to show
her feelings,
but all you do mock her
for you think
she is a drama queen.
she is not insane,
she just wants to live
her life on her own
but no one understands.
Jan 8, 2019
Jan 8, 2019 at 12:31 AM UTC
This ******* of insight,
imprisons me
in a thought
that mocks the shackles
Dec 20, 2018
Dec 20, 2018 at 9:39 AM UTC
this filthy
abomination
undeserving
of its rank
reigning over
your temper
holding your patience
at point blank
so why bother
heckling the crows
when their claws
are deep inside you
none can stand firm
before
or come close
In the hall of
the king of trolls
Nov 13, 2018
Nov 13, 2018 at 4:06 PM UTC
What has literature become?
Mockery of the new age
They spit on the graves of former writers
They take their names and drag it through mud
Disgrace, distaste
Nothing fuels the flame
The elusive spark as died
We all try to grasp at fame
Only few may succeed
In comparison we falter
We are the ****** ones
left to pray at the alter
Nov 12, 2018
Nov 12, 2018 at 12:03 AM UTC
What are you running away from?
Some secret buried deep?
You doubt your talent and abilities,
Dreams you don't bother to keep.
Can't face answers to questions,
You resort to the place in your mind,
Where life is always happy and good,
A fantasy you repeat and rewind.
You were not born a deceiver,
Tragedy has made you that way,
After years suffering alone,
Learned to hide demons away.
Now they follow everywhere,
Eyes dizzy from keeping track,
Bullet holes in your beauty,
In your heart, on your back.
Waking up though we don't want to,
Walls mock what you have become,
Inside prison you chose to inhabit,
What are you running away from?
Sep 24, 2018
Sep 24, 2018 at 9:30 AM UTC
a condition
with stygian
inhibits our
haunts with
crypts and
needs a
hoax to
ridicule their
emancipation that
entirely melts
them as
a ghost
harbors ill
in milieu
while platitude
burry death
in gratitude
Aug 13, 2018
Aug 13, 2018 at 10:10 AM UTC
Do not laugh and mock nature of how it is,
for it can bring disaster whenever it wants and how it wants,
from volcanic eruptions to tsunamis,
we are nothing compared to it.
Our weapons today won't stop avalanches and earthquakes,
nature is far more powerful and stronger then us then we think.
Of course, there are people that know this,
but some may think that humans,
are stronger than nature.
In what way really?
As I see it if nature makes up her mind she could swallow us all at once if she decides to do it right this instant.
But she won't, know why?
Because nature is fair and knows how to control herself,
but humans aren't so we only know one thing,
and that is,
destroy.
Jun 18, 2018
Jun 18, 2018 at 10:46 AM UTC
Easy to love
And easier to hate
Oh how things changed
From our first date
That cute little giggle
Once had the heart all a float
Now when it's chortled
Wanna rip out your throat
I once was " the biggest"
And always " the first"
Now my genitals have "shrinkage"
And I'm " the worst"
Thought you were a treasure
My good morning peach
Instead you are fool's gold
An emotional leach
With feminine hygiene
Of something washed up on a beach
I'd say I'll cherish our memories
But that would be lies
You're evil incarnate
The bowels of Satan
Wedged up in your thighs
Mar 1, 2018
Mar 1, 2018 at 9:06 AM UTC
My hands so cold
Weary and old
My hair turning grey
As they all say
My eyes getting tired
No longer admired
My body growing weak
Every other week
My pace while I walk
Has decreased like I talk
My style of cooking
Is almost as choking
Am I too old for works?
Or am I burden by mocks
Am I too hurt inside?
That the impact shows outside
Am I unhappy with my life?
That every corner spikes a knife
What is wrong with me?
Why can't I be what I used be?
Everything seems so blurry
My pills finish in a hurry
Laying on my death bed
Memories evolving out sad
The disease in me has no cure
But my love to him was pure
I'm tired, much tired of being awake
Desperately waiting for them to take
Living my torn body here
And my soul up there
A place full of joy and care
Where there's no charge nor fare
By the way I have a Monday fever
Thinking to let go off me at the river
I know I sound crazy
I am not dying yet, am just too lazy...
©sim
Nov 26, 2017
Nov 26, 2017 at 7:21 PM UTC
Thin as a stick
A child so brave
Piles up bricks
For food he craves
***** torn t-shirt
With a quarter pants
He seems quite hurt
As he plays with ants
He works to feed
With what he earns
Little boy weeds
In the sun, he burns
With face turned red
He strives his best
Lives in a strawshed
He hardly has his rest
At the age of ten
His family got killed
Ever since then
His never been healed
Now, his sixteen
Well built and tall
A learner so keen
He's learnt it all
Time flew with work
Night spent on study
Ears closed on mock
He was almost ready
Ambitious and smart
Graduated in toppers list
Now his real life starts
On a good salary, he sits...
©sim
Aug 15, 2017
Aug 15, 2017 at 1:53 AM UTC
She spites the talk
She hates the mock
but I mean no harm
it was a funny charm
she hated the way
I made words sway
She found it bad
Why are we so sad
She laughs no more
No smiles those decor
its sadly funny that WE are No More
Dec 7, 2016
Dec 7, 2016 at 6:36 AM UTC