"bleeder" poems
Once, when I was just a little girl,
I think it was my ankle,
I hurt it one way or another-
Kids will be kids, they say-
So I told my Daddy.
Well the best advice he had was,
“Just hurt something else- it’ll hurt less that way.”
It was never an injury
In their eyes
Unless it was a
Bleeder.
Once, when I was just a little girl,
Mommy was soo sad after having
Her little baby boys-
They call it ‘postpartum depression’
But I’ve always considered it regret and
Even now,
I still wonder,
If they ever wanted me.
I guess that’s the damage inflicted
By knowing that your siblings
Were all mistakes.
Once, when I was just a little girl,
Mommy would get these
Horrible headaches
So I choose silence-
I choose silence a long time ago-
And I haven’t found my voice since.
Once, when I was just a little girl,
Mommy and Daddy turned our house
Into a war zone-
Coming home was like an active tour of duty.
Two super powers constantly at ends-
Well, as you can imagine,
There was collateral damage,
And I can still see it in my brother’s eyes
Whenever Mommy raises her voice
Or a door slams a little too hard.
Once, when I was just a little girl,
I read a poem at school
About killing myself.
It’s funny that some other kids mom
Cared more than mine
For my wellbeing.
Because I still sport battle scars
And they’ve asked
And still did nothing
Even when I lied
Right to their faces.
Well, Once, when I was just a little girl,
My big brother died
And so did everything good
In the world.
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 2:01 PM UTC
mommy I was born with the taste of blood in my mouth
tired from the moment i touched your arms
from fighting the fact that i already knew
i wouldn’t live to their expectations
i was raised with a fist made with steel
that came down on me in waves
mommy please i told you
i was tired from the fight
mommy dearest you are a fire bleeder
a destroyer of all the things i held close
i just want to sleep mommy please
Jun 23, 2017
Jun 23, 2017 at 9:02 PM UTC
We knew limited evil.
We base-valued desirable evil.
We unharness a nice, obedient, satan-tail.
She was fresh.
A raw, vile, unwashed beast.
A love-lorn evil bear.
She ate you so loud
-Idle Wrath
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Would you believe,
I can’t lie?
She was a runner.
I was a bleeder.
She ran fast.
She was a love I’ll never know.
She was a debutante.
she was vaudeville.
I don’t believe
I’m losing it.
-Wild Heart
Oct 8, 2011
Oct 8, 2011 at 3:07 PM UTC
I haven’t got a heart of gold,
Gold is too soft and beautiful.
The world sinks its teeth into gold
And leaves a bite mark for every hungry mouth
And I haven’t enough surface area to accommodate them all.
I have a heart of silver.
Let the wolves bite into that,
Let it stick in their teeth.
They will not break the skin.
The don’t deserve to see my blood,
My silver dragon’s blood,
Running down my head and chest,
Dripping and pooling in the darkness,
Shining and reflective
Like a thousand little moons
And worlds made of moons.
No, let them trade in gold.
My heart is ugly enough to survive
And beautiful enough to live.
They will not steal my blood to spend,
The will let it pool and lie
As unattainable stars lay in the sky.
If any other silver bleeder comes to claim me,
Let me be his and he mine.
If any blue-veined miner puts away his pick
And loves me without claim,
Let him be mine, I will not hurt him.
But if, God forbid, there is yet a man
Who bleeds gold and loves me for my blood,
I will love him to the reaches of my sky -
I will spend myself on him to the last cent -
For that is a claim that cannot be paid,
It is a love that would destroy me.
May 19, 2011
May 19, 2011 at 7:57 PM UTC
~
*I cast my net
into the tributary
and release into you, a seasonal swim,
I give to you a mother's color,
as you recite
infant hymns,
you're a bleeder
on the days sunfire meters out its origin,
you're my river
free and clear from the grip
of anchorage,
my river,
drifted on to wherever
moon wishes glister*
~
Aug 19, 2021
Aug 19, 2021 at 3:09 PM UTC
Hey folks, Formula one is coming’ to our city,
Salute, it’s a hard track, drivers say’ what a pity,
Only best survive, others can’t make it…’ really,
Hey you, in Baku Circuit, you shouldn’t drive silly.
Baku race is cold shower; each turn is drama,
Drivers try faster; no accident is in agenda,
First turns are shocker, Williams is out of strada,
The show is not over, Force India is an addenda.
Ferrari goes hard core, there is no place for a bore,
It pushes the brakes hard, why to speed up for?,
Whoever rushes badly, finds itself on the floor,
You wanted to take this track??, go to the next door.
Bulls are chasing, fighting for the fourth place,
They are friendly mates, well, that is not the case,
Sector one turn is here, Max do not leave any space,
Adventure is done for the race, Bulls are red in a face.
The Last laps on horison, Bottas is a leader,
His speed is excellent, Hami’s heart is bleeder,
Drama is not over; debris is an absolute killer,
Bottas is out of race, Hami is a surprise winner.
Baku city circuit is the best track of all times,
Fans are blessed with fun,… and adventure’ in each glance
Baku is a mystery, do not try to forecast,
Formula’s best drivers may find themselves on the grass,
May 8, 2018
May 8, 2018 at 3:38 AM UTC
Love is a concept
known to be red in hue;
an idea which fully maturated
when I bled for you.
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 8:20 PM UTC
Momma was a bleeder
***** on the stairs outside the complex
Mainstays all unraveled
mildewed and rotting on the concrete decks
Her ceaseless curtain calls
belied the prescriptions for falling down
She was a butterfly hurricane comin’ from the coast
makin’ eddies swirl sanguine pools
Even Kruger wasn’t dumb enough to jump in her grey-outs
the guy simply walked away
Feb 10, 2010
Feb 10, 2010 at 7:01 PM UTC
Tell your leader
I am deranged,
Sick with fever
And out of range.
Tell my lover
That life has changed
And, undercover,
We are estranged.
Tell your neighbor
I am afraid,
I cannot stay for
The coming raid.
Tell your leader
I'm just a man,
A fellow bleeder.
Because you can.
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 12:00 PM UTC
I was bumming
around Halifax town,
it was dusk, or there about.
Getting cold and
in need of shelter,
I entered an old abandon apartment
that was toasted to in the worst of ways.
All to make room for progress.
There scrawled on
what would have been
the living room wall...
The words written in blood,
the funniest thing,
it read...
'Dyslexic's of the World.. Untie'
I knew I was home for the night,
no big deal, if the bleeder came back
at least he had a sense of humour.
Oct 13, 2015
Oct 13, 2015 at 10:47 PM UTC
I thought you hung the moon in night skies,
Polishing the stars on my skin,
A welkin soul a rose loves rain
In the sacred grove immortal chestnuts scattered at your base,
O rapture of hearts thirsty, lucid you proclaimed nectar redder wines,
Bitter was his blood weeping wine from branches high
Every rose word shed immortal tears, intoxicated I lay upon his soil,
Madness sweet devotion yearned in my bitter blood wine,
O dismay such tears did rain
Seared my flesh naked, stabbed stupid with thorns,
Whitherward I was to vanish once more, a parched rose,
O’er perfumed mounds his children breathe
Talent he mused, mental is the artistic bleeder,
Born in one single nights kiss,
Bitten you swallowed thy stars, his throaty laugh
Drown you clever ***** in amaranthine dreams,
He rode through my soul filled veins,
Repulsed as I sin, umbriferous from loves bright sun
Learn he played, his song be bound in mortal pain,
Live thee without thy rain,
A statue weeps rosy wine,
~ For Judas dances in bleeding rain ~
© Arnay Rumens /A Sol Poet N 2014
Jan 7, 2015
Jan 7, 2015 at 11:07 PM UTC
a white white round witch
ice witch
ice white round which witch white ice
a black bleeding bleeder bleeding flat
black and bleeding
bleeds black and blackening flat
a white ice witch bleeds flat round black
Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 1:09 PM UTC
Ok, doll eyes
Don't get all worried
I'm a nobody
Just a fly upon the wall
I have a face with only
Forgetful features
I'm a one night stand
Just some guy bumming smokes off fate
I never jump right in
I just circle the water
Testing it for ph levels
Testing for temperature
I stand up shaking the dripping thermometer
"Yeah go on in the waters fine"
I would rather be in the corner getting drunk alone
Watching God and the devil at war
Just an eye
Watching the goings on
I won't say that maybe
I test fate
Ok...I always do
Running off at the mouth
Saying too much
Listening too little
I don't sit there and watch the devil fight God
I jump in and lay into God's jaw
Breaking a chair on the devils groin
I'm a bleeder
A scrapper
A lover
A Mystic
A drunk
A scientist
A wizard
A thief
A warden
A friend
I just want to be everything for you
I can be all the right things
I can be all the right times
I can take a hint
Or leave it
One time I asked to pass on who wants to be a millionare
:.........on the one million dollar question
So here is your one million dollar question
In riddle form:
What has two blue eyes
That see only good
Two white hands
That only show love
And one beating heart that wants nothing more than to tell you the truth
Jan 22, 2012
Jan 22, 2012 at 12:08 AM UTC
The seeker the loner the lover the keeper
The thrower the catcher the leaper
The believer the stoner the beater
The busser the cleaner the waiter
The water the sinker the caster the bleeder
The runner the stunner the teacher the preacher
The heater the steeper the meeker the feature the
Sliding the slipping and sloshing and
Crawling and creeping and cutting and kissing
Dishing and wining and dining and hissing
Looking and seeing believing and breeding
Heaving mashing heaping seeding
Feeding flooding fretting keeping
Shining a lining flowing and flipping
Tripping sipping showing shipping
Beating the beat of the poem of the people
Feb 11, 2013
Feb 11, 2013 at 1:56 AM UTC
((There is so much))
I feel like a flame in a freezer
((I want to touch))
Hurry, hurry, she's a bleeder
Mar 1, 2013
Mar 1, 2013 at 12:52 PM UTC
Ten in the morning at the table without you,
still waiting for recognition, but you're gone.
It's the same **** on a different day,
and I know you'll be back tomorrow screaming you were wrong.
You left me as a burning flame,
saying not a word.
I heard those ******* keys fumble
as you rushed out of the door.
I'm not a ******* puppet,
I don't have any strings.
I'd like to hear you tell me
you've heard a puppet sing.
No, I'm not Cinderella,
I'm not wearing any rags.
I certainly don't clean the floors
for some ungrateful hags.
I'm not a tiny trinket
that you can just abuse.
I'm a ******* human
that you really shouldn't use.
No, you never loved me
you said that so yourself.
You just keep me as a toy
that you can put upon a shelf.
And now here you are, right outside my door
in a drunken stupour, struggling with the lock.
But the door was left wide open
at a dark hour on the clock.
I'm not ******* perfect
but you're just so much worse.
You argue with me ********
like I'm a ********* curse.
You don't ******* love me,
that's exactly what you said.
You'd love to see me choking.
You'd love to see me dead.
Your words are like a knife
stabbing through my heart,
but it's your ******* fault
that you used me from the start.
You're a pretty bleeder, dear.
Your head is on my floor.
You shouldn't have ever left me
or closed that ******* door.
Feb 3, 2014
Feb 3, 2014 at 9:44 PM UTC
She was one from the outer lands
with a myriad of creatures at her command
her voice could cut and stripe
that venus, that leader bleeder
She could vent passion like a solar flare
yet she looked so **** in her underwear
my sweet monster from outer space
sweet leader bleeder, no one could take her place
Her talented beauty
her manipulations a living art
she comes from the same place as myself
she is a true leader bleeder of the dark
If I had less time
I would truly finish this rhyme
but I'm a leader bleeder too
so really in all honesty, just love you
By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Feb 26, 2015
Feb 26, 2015 at 10:04 AM UTC
This lonely girl in the push up bra
Her blood stains on the bathroom walls
If you look at her and grab her eye
She plays for keeps, yet she is meek
Close your eye’s when you kiss her
She’ll scar you with her sarcastic gleam
She’ll lick your heart just to be tasten
She’ll take your money that’s her taken
She softly says goodbye, I’ll see you later
The shock waves she gave, keeps you shaken
This girl you used is a professional bleeder
She hurts from within and is always faking
Mar 19, 2015
Mar 19, 2015 at 10:25 PM UTC
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Jul 19, 2015
Jul 19, 2015 at 10:51 PM UTC
Too lonely tonight.
To bow out of the fight.
See how close you've come to death?
Discover what you've lost and what you (have) left.
These things don’t happen everyday
When you realize how far you have
to fall.
Out there all alone.
To stay or to go home.
Don’t forget to find a place to soften your soul.
Do what you should. Do you what you’re told.
These things don’t happen everyday
When you realize how far you have
to fall.
Not enough.
Was it really that tough?
Opening scars you don’t want to heal.
To expel pain you try but cannot feel,
These things don’t happen everyday
When you realize how far you have
to fall.
Found the door.
You know what you said this was for?
Emptiness I can feed her.
It’s OK you've always been a bleeder.
These things seem to happen everyday
When you realize how far you have
to fall.
Apr 1, 2013
Apr 1, 2013 at 9:51 AM UTC
Strange, there is a shadow cross the graveyard,
And they gaze wistfully back to me.
In their hands a sparkling poem,
Bleeder of flesh and life alike.
He rounds the headstone draped in sable,
His pace matched by the lines I sowed,
Kneels among the dirt and mourners,
Leans forward embracing me, melancholy.
Whispers sweet nothings and forlorn promises,
Buried together under the Earth.
Her kiss so lone, condemned her tears.
And she departs, hastily as the blood fell.
Slowly as the dark became null.
Apr 17, 2021
Apr 17, 2021 at 11:56 PM UTC
I come not for the joyful,
Who have a song to sing.
And I am not the kind
Who will leave you smiling.
Rather, I'm the kind of singer
Who looks to pierce you to the core.
I'm probably not who you're looking for-
I'm a heavy kinda soul
Cause I'm a bleeder,
And I'm a dreamer
I wear my heart out on my ragged sleeve-
I'm a heavy kinda soul.
Happiness just ain't my thing,
And peace is always far away
Smiles are as rare as a desert breeze,
Cause I'm a heavy kinda soul.
I don't want to entertain you
I want to touch your heart.
I am the voice for the broken,
Hiding in the dark.
Maybe the only other one
Who understands the Darker Road-
Cause I'm a heavy kinda soul.
Cause I'm a bleeder,
And I'm a dreamer
I wear my heart out on my ragged sleeve-
I'm a heavy kinda soul.
Happiness just ain't my thing,
And peace is always far away
Smiles are as rare as a desert breeze,
Cause I'm a heavy kinda soul.
If you hear me,
Would please weep too?
Would you let me know that I'm not alone?
I want to give the broken, a song they can call their own,
But I'm so broken too.
Cause I'm a heavy kind of soul.
Oct 14, 2017
Oct 14, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
I tried talking online,
I tried breaking my spine,
I tried eating like a swine,
I tried waiting for a sign,
I just want you to be mine.
I tried finding a girl,
I tried jumping in life's swirl,
I jump further the more I sink,
I feel scared but don't even blink,
I like milky skin, with accents of pink,
I tried connecting but can't find a link.
I know what I want but I probably don't,
I think I'm sick but can't find an antidote,
I wanna jump in front of a car on a busy road,
I should but right now I'm tasting some self-loathe.
Besides, I'm writing this,
You should be here, you don't know what I miss,
The last one, to end the night,
Please stay with me, for I feel so much fright,
And I feel like I'm blessed with blight,
Yes you, you wonderful reader,
You probably are, also a bleeder.
Please love me.
Mar 12, 2019
Mar 12, 2019 at 6:12 PM UTC
Fallen angel,
I can wait an eternity like this,
cut to the bone,
I have flayed myself.
See the red blood flow,
my heart chopped
into tiny pieces.
I want to kiss you,
feel the heat
emanating
from your lips
cut open.
Apr 24, 2015
Apr 24, 2015 at 7:00 AM UTC