#vulgarity - Hello Poetry

Vulgarity holds a simple singularity That seems to grip my brain steadfastly I seem ignorant in my ranting tones a child playing adult and acting rashly Unbefitting of a lady to be emitting The anger and simple roughness Or unrefined lack of care No need for acts of roughness Sorry I didn't keep my promise That I swear when you aren't near I'm sorry for this disgusting course of action I'm sorry mom for all the things you didn't hear

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Nov 29, 2024

Nov 29, 2024 at 2:49 AM UTC

livestars

My Mothers Favorite Daughter

Vulgarity holds a simple singularity That seems to grip my brain steadfastly I seem ignorant in my ranting tones a child playing adult and acting rashly Unbefitting of a lady to be emitting The anger and simple roughness Or unrefined lack of care No need for acts of roughness Sorry I didn't keep my promise That I swear when you aren't near I'm sorry for this disgusting course of action I'm sorry mom for all the things you didn't hear

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Listen for my heart beat & tell me if u hear it, its got a rhythm of it's own & when I see u it beats quicker. I know your calling me as I draw near I send a prayer too the sky without a word spoken holding u with my eyes ********** u with my mind. I'm skeptical of everyone besides u your exceptional I put u on a pedestal something I'm not supposed too only if they knew me like u do. Make it juicy for me I'll keep u ******* back that *** on me & **** me back ***** tight as a clench took u from his arms & put u where your supposed too only in your warm comforting embrace am I safe. We are poetry.

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Oct 20, 2019

Oct 20, 2019 at 11:27 PM UTC

Suavecito

Still concerned?

Listen for my heart beat & tell me if u hear it, its got a rhythm of it's own & when I see u it beats quicker. I know your calling me as I draw near I send a prayer too the sky without a word spoken holding u with my eyes ********** u with my mind. I'm skeptical of everyone besides u your exceptional I put u on a pedestal something I'm not supposed too only if they knew me like u do. Make it juicy for me I'll keep u ******* back that *** on me & **** me back ***** tight as a clench took u from his arms & put u where your supposed too only in your warm comforting embrace am I safe. We are poetry.

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I'll probably wake up sobbing again tomorrow Don't mind my drunken confessions I have the tolerance of a gnat But the emotional girth of an elephant Weighing my light body down That's my tragedy I suppose If I were to be dramatic Though drama emits catharsis Drama is meaning and beauty - creation In short: not me In other words I'm love sick Sick for it Sick with it Sick in its absence Just straight fuckn sick Don't mind my vulgarity It is what one uses When convention fails Expletives are the outcasts in language They wear leather and smoke all night While the rest of the dictionary Sleep, pay taxes, and attend PTA meetings Profane words are death row inmates Offering their final translucent confessions Stripped of pomp or rhetoric **** Mierde. Hijo de la puta madre. There I go again It's late and I'm on my third drink And am becoming vaguely beautiful In spite of the tarantula Crawling inside me, through me Its prickly legs sprawling Its ugliness spreading Until I feel like clawing Clawing at my breast To get it out Get it out! Anyhow, I'll let you sleep Shhhhh....shhhhh.... it's fine, really Come morning I will sob on my stoli-scented pillows While others yawn and smack their alarm clocks...

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Jul 14, 2018

Jul 14, 2018 at 3:27 PM UTC

alessander

Shhhhh

I'll probably wake up sobbing again tomorrow Don't mind my drunken confessions I have the tolerance of a gnat But the emotional girth of an elephant Weighing my light body down That's my tragedy I suppose If I were to be dramatic Though drama emits catharsis Drama is meaning and beauty - creation In short: not me In other words I'm love sick Sick for it Sick with it Sick in its absence Just straight fuckn sick Don't mind my vulgarity It is what one uses When convention fails Expletives are the outcasts in language They wear leather and smoke all night While the rest of the dictionary Sleep, pay taxes, and attend PTA meetings Profane words are death row inmates Offering their final translucent confessions Stripped of pomp or rhetoric **** Mierde. Hijo de la puta madre. There I go again It's late and I'm on my third drink And am becoming vaguely beautiful In spite of the tarantula Crawling inside me, through me Its prickly legs sprawling Its ugliness spreading Until I feel like clawing Clawing at my breast To get it out Get it out! Anyhow, I'll let you sleep Shhhhh....shhhhh.... it's fine, really Come morning I will sob on my stoli-scented pillows While others yawn and smack their alarm clocks...

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You dim-witted, half-assed **** Every moment that I think about you my gut turns as my very organs reject the fact that you exist. You disgust me on a cellular level. The fact that you breathe the same airspace as me is an insult to society. You worthless, two-timing son of a ***** You think I give a **** about your self-flagellating self-hating self-pitying piece of **** philosophy that you carry on your sleeve? You are a sentient pile of slime dirtying the floors that people have worked so hard in cleaning. Effort has gone into you, that could have gone to someone else. Love has gone into you, best appreciated by others. Your friendships mean nothing. You are a friendless non-entity. You mouth-breathing ************ I hope you come to realize how much you've wasted your life. How much you've wasted your hopes and dreams. How much you were your own obstacle. How much you could have been if you had overcome yourself. I hope I never have to see, your hideous repugnant disgusting smug little face ever again. I could comfortably burn in hell knowing that you're furthest away from me ******* on the Lord's **** while shamefully knowing you did nothing to deserve it. Go **** yourself.

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Nov 18, 2017

Nov 18, 2017 at 1:04 AM UTC

antagantagonist

You ****

You dim-witted, half-assed **** Every moment that I think about you my gut turns as my very organs reject the fact that you exist. You disgust me on a cellular level. The fact that you breathe the same airspace as me is an insult to society. You worthless, two-timing son of a ***** You think I give a **** about your self-flagellating self-hating self-pitying piece of **** philosophy that you carry on your sleeve? You are a sentient pile of slime dirtying the floors that people have worked so hard in cleaning. Effort has gone into you, that could have gone to someone else. Love has gone into you, best appreciated by others. Your friendships mean nothing. You are a friendless non-entity. You mouth-breathing ************ I hope you come to realize how much you've wasted your life. How much you've wasted your hopes and dreams. How much you were your own obstacle. How much you could have been if you had overcome yourself. I hope I never have to see, your hideous repugnant disgusting smug little face ever again. I could comfortably burn in hell knowing that you're furthest away from me ******* on the Lord's **** while shamefully knowing you did nothing to deserve it. Go **** yourself.

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and you dare stand up from the sheets where our body fluids have mixed and dried, wordlessly dressing yourself up and leaving the echo of the door closing in your wake and just you ******* wait i'm going to lace your tea with poison, and oh, isn't it just unfortunate that your house has this terribly long staircase and your wife just always had to wear frighteningly high heels? but then again, you'd like that, wouldn't you? you at my mercy just like a few hours ago when i pinned your wrists above your head and your pelvis under the curve of my **** painfully teasing you with the slow drag of my hips, impaling myself on you, raising myself up so so slowly until only the head of your **** catches on the lips of my entrance and i slam myself back on you, as you gasp and gasp and gasp, begging for release, for mercy, like the pathetic lover you are with your cries spurring me on, the trembles of your body betraying you, betraying your wife, but never betraying me because you know, ******* you, you know, deep inside, that you are mine—you are mine and i will never let you go

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Jul 22, 2017

Jul 22, 2017 at 1:17 PM UTC

catherine-v

pet

and you dare stand up from the sheets where our body fluids have mixed and dried, wordlessly dressing yourself up and leaving the echo of the door closing in your wake and just you ******* wait i'm going to lace your tea with poison, and oh, isn't it just unfortunate that your house has this terribly long staircase and your wife just always had to wear frighteningly high heels? but then again, you'd like that, wouldn't you? you at my mercy just like a few hours ago when i pinned your wrists above your head and your pelvis under the curve of my **** painfully teasing you with the slow drag of my hips, impaling myself on you, raising myself up so so slowly until only the head of your **** catches on the lips of my entrance and i slam myself back on you, as you gasp and gasp and gasp, begging for release, for mercy, like the pathetic lover you are with your cries spurring me on, the trembles of your body betraying you, betraying your wife, but never betraying me because you know, ******* you, you know, deep inside, that you are mine—you are mine and i will never let you go

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Words surge Vulgarity stutters What's that again? OH!! You shuttered Shut down voices Disagree in thought Stop in your tracks Facts are not sought Facebook, Twitter Social media sites Opinions are all quenched Control is such a might The Storm is coming So I was told Stand up strong Always be bold

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Aug 7, 2015

Aug 7, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC

silent-screams

Social Media Disagree

Words surge Vulgarity stutters What's that again? OH!! You shuttered Shut down voices Disagree in thought Stop in your tracks Facts are not sought Facebook, Twitter Social media sites Opinions are all quenched Control is such a might The Storm is coming So I was told Stand up strong Always be bold

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