"akwardly" poems
She's a hand me own girl-
she started off with dreams
and hopes of love
and romance
and ended up
used
and worn by men
who didn't give a ****
about what she's worth.
She begins her night on town
hard arsed and cynical
but after a few drinks-
loneliness shows
from her mask that hangs
akwardly
off her scarred pretty face.
I approach her from my own shy bruised seat and my loneliness finds hers.
When I was a dreamer
patience was easy,
but then again
maybe patience was my blindness.
Everything must happen now!
How do I play this game right?
Man I hate these games.
Cat and mouse,
cat and mouse,
cat eats mouse
and then cat gets poisoned by mouse
and dies infected with bitterness.
I've died a thousand times over
and I still die whenever I meet a beautiful woman.
I try to be suave and lighthearted-
to pretend to be a dream,
a hope,
but my heart explodes inside me
and I stand there naked ad exposed.
I never was a good liar.
Before long I see her
kissing a better liar than I am.
I know she was not my dream to begin with
but still anger burns inside me:
I cant get what I want and i cant settle for what i don't want.
Typical spoilt brat.
I go home alone thinking-
maybe I'm the hand me down girl.
Jan 25, 2010
Jan 25, 2010 at 6:31 AM UTC
Listening to a podcast
On the four noble truths
And the eightfold path
My akward body
Is still the same
My akward body
It will not change
I read on the back of some protein bar
"This bar is for the doers"
"For the busy,"
What a bunch of nonsense
I live inside a computer simulation
Non-doing
Non action
You know one day I realized
That no therapist
No amount of praying
Would ever fix my shoulder
Why did this happen to me?
I just want a normal shoulder
Good people like me
Suffering with a disability
Oh well
Same dull face
Yesterday
I lay against the rock
On the public library lawn
I listen to podcasts
My car is being fixed
I will walk akwardly
To the post office
Then to the gym
Just going through motions
Again and again
It's all meaningless
Plain to see
An absurd planet
It seems to be
The urge to eat
The urge to have an ******
Repetitive urges
Chipping golf *****
Relaxing I suppose
Bleh, blah, bleh
Ignored by women
I don't care
Look at that beetle
Walking over there
Human life
Is awfully dumb
Miserable taoist
Says a kind hello
A conversation with
A caring person
Would be fun
But my prayers
Remain unanswered
Guess they are not
That important anyway
Listening to more podcasts
On this day
Some cereal, yogurt
And oranges
I did eat
They really were
A delicious treat
Walking in and out
Of forest trees
Extinguishes all desire
Is how it should be
Beautiful and vain people
Everywhere
My dull earth body
I walk akwardly
Who cares?
From dust I came
To dust I shall return
This is my poem
Now its your turn
Oct 11, 2015
Oct 11, 2015 at 1:20 PM UTC
The body is just
This thing
It has desires
For food and for ***
And the mind wonders
What this life is
Anyhow
Hours alone
My akward shoulder
Never changing
Never improving
Despite my efforts
And look at the beautiful
Fitness goddess
On instagram
In love with herself
With her body
Better I suppose not to
Take so much pride
And devote so much time
To the body
Although I do enjoy fitness
I just wish I didn't have
An akward shoulder
Oh well, nobody cares
Walking akwardly
From here to there
A world full of emptiness
Pleasuring myself to fitness babes
On instagram
And after that desire is fulfilled
The desire to eat again
On and on and on
God the clockmaker
Sitting on his throne
Or whatever
Your earth has really gone
Terribly wrong
We are tired of waiting
For the second coming
Of your Son
The saints are crying out
When will justice be done?
Life isn't that great
Sometimes it seems just plain dumb
It turns out it is a lonely place
And not much fun
100 years more or less
Will one day be over
I guess it's just a test
There better be something
Better in store
Because human life
Can be a bore
Is there golf in heaven?
I like that game
Never loved or cared for
By a female friend
What a shame
Alone sitting under a tree
Same dull face
No one can help me
My shoulder will never change
Forever akward
Still the same
Oct 24, 2015
Oct 24, 2015 at 11:19 AM UTC
I want to hold his hand, whoever he may be
I want to look deep into those eyes knowing he'll have me.
I want to feel safe and secure with just that look
Knowing that This was the best decision we took.
I want to dance akwardly as I move with my lead feet
Trying not to step on his.
I want to whisper I love you into his ear with all watching
And Lean in giving him a kiss.
I want to hear "Till Death you part"
And Hear him say "I do with all my heart"
And I reply the same
Feeling the same
I want this and more on my Wedding Day
Jul 15, 2013
Jul 15, 2013 at 11:55 PM UTC
I think I should just wait forever.
As time puts my pieces all together.
Slowly and a little akwardly
Jun 5, 2021
Jun 5, 2021 at 9:37 AM UTC