Jimmy silker

Jan 5

Qualyxian Quest

me gusta

I like writing the poems
Unburden my mind
Seek and seek, Ms. Meek
I hope you treat me kind

Snow is coming soon
In Bangkok Buddha find
55 and falling
Running out of time

I'm ....

Jan 5

Rubianne Foster

25

My best friend died
My boyfriend said he hates me
And I've been thinking lately
That it's not all in my head
I broke my mirror last week
I can't stand my own reflection
It was just some raw emotion
I can't wait for my damnation
Because girls like me
We don't get salvation
I sleep with my rosary
But God still isn't listening
I could tell my mom I’m sorry
But I doubt she would forgive me
And really I can't blame her
Because sinners come from sinners
I can't wait to die
Or maybe I'm just twenty-five.

I wrote this 2 years ago when I was certain the world was going to implode around me. It didn't.

#25 #age #growingup

Jimmy silker Jan 5

Quasi oh no.

The bells the bells!
They made me deaf
They also made me blind
But I was ok in the morning
Cheap ******* Scotch
That isn't really that cheap.

Jimmy silker Jan 5

Who do you think you are kidding?

I knew a spiv
His was called walker
His first name wasn't Andy
That good old boy
Was nothing but dandy
This man a corker
Every meeting a con
And there was a war on
While Mainwaring fumed
Morality he eschewed
As he pedalled his wares
Double standards accrued
Jones the the Meat
Subserviently concured.

Jan 5

joseph g schelling

Lord, Help Us, To Please You

When life becomes trying Lord,
Help us in times such as these:
Help us Lord be your children,
Show us how you we're to please.

Help us to be courageous,
When we're pressured to live wrong:
Give us needed strength we need,
So to you Lord we'll belong.

Help us seek the narrow path,
That to heaven leads us there:
To be with you forever,
With your never-ending care.

To sinful ways help us say no,
Lord, help us to do your will:
Help us be open to it,
Peace in our lives, there instill.

written 01-05-2025

Jan 5

sorrowcherry

Untitled

I used to talk to God about my problems
With no answer from the sky
I used to talk to friends about my problems
Maybe they think I’ve found God as I plead
I used to talk to the Devil about my problems
With no hope for any mercy
I used to talk

I used to have my voice.
I don’t know where it’s gone.

Jimmy silker Jan 5

A story a good man tells his son

I did not issue
And I'm not that sorry about that
But to those who did I tip my hat
they did the work that I would not
With  faith and love
That I could not
Bring  my self
To bite the bullet
I was not able
To stand upon it
And I'd do it  again
Cos what you are so rarely changes
We set our path in certain ranges
And though I would not readily leap
I say
I still hold my manhood cheap.