"desease" poems
Where am i ?
What i'm doing here ?
I'm looking through my shadow
But what do i see ?
Black soul , maniac thoughts
How am i still living ?
I'm "almost" destroyed mentally
Physically strong as rock
Why can't i control myself ?
I'm so insecure , immature
I'm having Schizophrenia
Dementia praecox
Fundamental derangement of my mind
Probably caused by an emotional disorder
Emotional illness affecting in my personality
I'm Neurosis , Neurasthenic
Nerve dysfunction
I'm walking away
To forget all this pain
To walk and never get back
Part of my body already dead
I don't know if i'm going to survive
From this midlife crisis
This is nothing that elapsed
I'm sure it's just the beginning of hell
Half spent
Not much left
That's how it used to be
That's how it going to be
Struggling with desease
Smiling is hard but easy
As much as slutty
Psychotic confession
Irritability
Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 3:57 PM UTC
Maudlin puberty
She ovulates some form of weird desease
Some deranged soul about to be born!
The seed bearer runs away!
•
God walks the earth
He is puking in the alleyway
•
WHAT A WASTE!
He actually thought you'd like it here
..
She tried to hit on Jesus!
Then acted hurt when he smiled and said
FOLLOW ME
••
Every one
Playing some morbid game!
Bearing children!
Send them off to school
See them die
Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 5:01 PM UTC
You are my soul mate, there are many like us
But this one is ours, My soul mate is my best friend she is my life
Without me my soul mate I she useless without her I am useless
I will treat my soul mate right, I will be your shelter your armor your strength
I will be your sword your protector your shield
I will learn your weaknesses your strength your dreams your desires and your fears
I will ever guard you against the ravages and trials of this world I will
We will become part of each other, we will
I will slay every dragon I will clear every obstacle
I will pick you up when you fall, take care of you when you fall ill
I will be your strength when you are weak
When you cannot continue I will carry you
When you are sick I will care for you
When you cry I will whipe away the tears
I will sacrifice all to have you at peace
When our children are hurt I will heal them
I will be strong enough for the both of us
May you not want while I am with you
When there is work to be done I will do it
I will be the wind beneath your wings
I will be at your back every step you take
I will miss you when you are afar
You will be in my heart forever and always
We will give each other names which we only call each other
We will know each other through body and soul
I will know your wants needs dreams and desires
I will be the man of your dreams
I will give you all your heart desires and needs
I will give my all and ask for nothing in return but your love
My love is unconditional
Through sorrow and desease
Through wrinkles and baldness
My love will never end even after breathe lives my body
I will not let you give up on yourself even when you feel like you cannot continue
Our lives will be entwined and ever seamless
There is nothing we together cannot accomplish
We were destined
Our lives are written in the stars
We will be together one day
And that day will be the beginning of our beautiful lives together
God has brought us together and nothing can break us
Theses things I promise to you and to you alone for all time
Before God I swear this creed my soul mate and I are the masters of our future we are the perfect match we are opposites we complete each other, So be it for the rest of our days until eternity embraces us and there is no one else but us.
Nov 12, 2010
Nov 12, 2010 at 7:27 AM UTC
It wasn't like in the movie
Time didn't stop
No music played
when you walked into to my life
I wasn't blinking
for a split second can't be missed
I had a hard time deciding
where I sit
when I sit with you
cuz I wanted to watch you eat
and I wanted you beside me at the same time
My sister said "yes, your heart skipped a beat
but it isn't a heart desease,
cuz boy, you are in a much bigger trouble"
And I didn't get what she said
No one told me what's it like being in love
But I sat in the middle of the night,
writing poems about you
I was listening to songs
every single one dedicating to you
and every pretty thing I saw
reminded me of you
I never missed to smell your hair
I would kiss your hand at every chance
Every joke was to make you smile
Now I see you in the smoke I blew outside the window
Years ago, if someone told me about this
I would mock at them,
saying "move on, don't make it big a deal"
Now it is two years later,
my hands on the letters,
pressing one by one as I'm thinking of you
and one by one, the moments reappear
I still feel you all over me, touch by touch
but we've walked away from each other, step by step
I have to admit that tonight I moved one inch back to you
and I think I've been doing this inch by inch
but when I look around,
I'm in the same place as the last time I checked
when I thought I walked away
I might've chuckled dryly at the irony
I was right where I left you,
Right where I left you.
Apr 16, 2021
Apr 16, 2021 at 2:41 AM UTC
i'll write you a poem ,not because i want the poem
but because i want the poem removed
like cancer ,like a tumor
it consumes me ,slowly
i draw in ink through my eyes ink through my eyes.
desperation thick in my veins
'get it out' it consumes me;
there is a poem inside me;
,i need it out
it is as
a desease;it affects
;every aspect of my mind
it will not sleep
it does not sleep when i sleep
it consumes me it whispers it screams;
'let me out'
and i pull the ink
through my eyes
put the pen to my page,
tear 'poetry' out from my mind
and lay it down in all honesty
to die
thrown to the relentless;
truth, and the critics
the poem will die
no deeper meaning
the addiction returns;
there is a poem inside me;
i need it out,
it consumes me.
Nov 29, 2011
Nov 29, 2011 at 5:34 PM UTC
bitter isn't something you taste
it's the feeling seeping onto your tongue,
the desease that makes you want to shut your eyes
and pull the universe by it's threads:
twine it around your fingers like a kite
and pull, watching it plummet, the magic broken
everything unwound
Dec 14, 2011
Dec 14, 2011 at 5:19 PM UTC
I remember when this world was formed.
I danced with the sun and you danced with the moon
and the stars danced around this newborn
celebrating her beauty and magnificence.
The sun glowed through my skin
projecting streams onto the Himalayas.
The red became blue and pure
as the dusty water creeped
through granite ledges and Crushed ice-bergs.
Our hair soaked with dew glided with the wind
and planted into the earth spreading our life
your beauty and my strength.
The song you sang made beings rise from clay to hear your wonder.
I remember your sorrow when the killing began,
my rage was a desease infecting them with blood lust.
That terrified time your cancer formed from thier smoke,
their hatred, their hardness.
Were the tears for them for me too?
The offspring I tainted with sorrow?
Tommorow I will burn them with vengeance for my guilt,
I will ******* them and remove thier sustainence!
Stay my hand my love,
I still love my broken children.
Soothe me with your music
may we be happy once again.
Feb 1, 2010
Feb 1, 2010 at 5:22 AM UTC
circling round the peasants
who dumbly wait
the broken peasants
of the here and now
who trust their nation
and now pay the price
who fear false terrorists
but not real ones
who think somehow
it will all go away
the death and desease
and the emptiness
god is truly dead
but you surely dwell
it aint heaven
but it aint really hell
we are so dumbly
aghast as the plan
to enslave or ****
encircles the land
etc
etc
etc etc
Jun 23, 2010
Jun 23, 2010 at 5:49 PM UTC
did you here
the sky cry
it roared its voice asking us why we are killing her
the sky cut open with white lights
trying to show us how she hurt
The trees swayed back and forth waving there arms to get our attention
did we listen
no..
did we here her
no..
so she faught back
infernos blazed our homes
tornados blew our belongings away
just like her lungs were polluted
with our toxins
she fought back
washing away our lives
to dance with the fishes
She opened up her skin
and shook our souls
she knew one day we might listen
shes growing tired
shes growing angry
will we stop
will we cease
eventually
we are a desease
and her natural forces are the vaccine
will we win
no
will she yes
Nov 17, 2010
Nov 17, 2010 at 7:37 PM UTC
CHILDREN!
--------
America is a deseased
****** up
Criminally controlled
Brutal nation
In the hold of obscene narcissistic forces!
--
The adults around you are scared
Abused.
Financially and socially insecure
Borderline psychotic
••
There is nothing you can or should
Expect from them
••
They are foolishly and weakly trying to protect you
From knowing theirs
(and yours)
True plight
••
They think this is Good
(to protect and shelter you)
••••
Obviously this plan is not working!
You are only more confused
More abused
More desperate
In your pseudo-world of vain pretensions
••
Come face to face with the threat to all of you
And stop the desease of dependency
Morbid fantasizing
And
Savior/saved games
••
You can possible survive if you can join together
••
If not?
Then not
Oct 28, 2013
Oct 28, 2013 at 7:22 PM UTC
and as the '"old day" fades and NEW LOVE comes.........
the DAWN of...what shall we say about it
(this monstrous war that is brewing?)
what shall we call eachother.........?
who reallly are we?
are we the NEW LOVE that comes
or just the old rags of yesterday's dying hours?
why do we wait?
and, for what?
we can only be ENTWINED for a while before it
all
becomes a desease
this we know
the "old day" is gone
and the new one ?
it will be
AS YOU CHOOSE
if you will choose
(I HOPE YOU DO)
Mar 3, 2011
Mar 3, 2011 at 9:52 AM UTC
In the mean time
while it's raining in my head
I will blanket the only stars that lit in your sleep at night
beacause in my nights were restless in all my troubled worries of your burning sun
In the mean time
I will hide what I could not hold back from you all these times
... love
Where I can bring my worth up to strangrh
turn the pages and scibble about some kind of "grattitude" and other beautiful things that I can find
other than scribbling about heart aches and heart breaks of you
In the mean time
I will keep on going on with a weary head dugg down in the gutter somewhere wishing you can suffer all emotions suffered and transffer them unto you
In the meant time I will do the ******* do's and throw away the do nots so I may be at peace with myself
In the mean time when you search for me again like you normal had done before my gesture will change about you in that time
In the meant time I will hate in order to love again
but not for you
In the mean time men will swander compliment of taste of me while I suffer loyalty of mind, body, thought, and heart of you
In the mean time I will dissapoint God by doing my own will as to drowning in strong drink just to have the strength to finally drop you
In the mean time I will confide in air and space to cry and ache and toss and turn to cure this desease
which is you
In the mean time I will learn to forgive how you laughed at me because "I ain't **** and for threatning to get another ***** at me.. **what?!! just for ******* loving you?**
so in the meant time...
in the mean time
I pray that God will help me through this burn
because I am so tired
of loving you.
© S.T. Rebel of Eden
Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 6:54 PM UTC
When i was little i remember things that no longer are,
Like seeing the sky full of endless stars.
I remember watching the giant birds flying free,
Their home no more was the river of Sespe.
My mind goes back to when the waters ran wild,
Pushing and pulling me when i was a child.
I saw clouds puffier than a giants cottontail,
The fillmore train riding its rail.
I rode without seat belts and ate all on my plate,
Life when i was a little was nothing but great.
My toys made of matel and i played in the dirt,
I made mud pies and stained my shirt.
Telivision was black and white
and there was no remote control,
Back when the firplace had to be cleaned of its coal.
There was no internet, cellphones or xbox,
We had a desease called chickenpox.
I remember fruit trees for miles i would see,
Everything when i was little is worth remembering.
Now that im all grown nothing is the same,
Its scares me to think what the world has became.
Surrounded by lights now the stars cant shine through,
And the California Condor is gone now too.
The rivers once full are now dessert dry,
The clouds are man made and i ask why?
The train still on track it drives the same rail,
Seat belts a must or you go to jail.
Electronics are what kids play these days,
In fact kids are impossible to raise.
I remember when i was little and wishing to be just that,
No other place in life i would rather be at.
Dec 5, 2016
Dec 5, 2016 at 2:43 AM UTC
1.
I knew your eyes
burning me away
In the beauty of fire.
Like a monk without a temple
I watched with
the experience of distance
as my effigy sat
drowning in your leering embers.
"I don't wish to remember you."
I whispered like the ash caked to my lips.
It wasn't a question anymore.
2.
"But, you WILL honor me"
The echo of its words
scratched my soul
sending me into the silence
of winter fields.
The dusk of life.
It's desease,
a solitary crow cawing its way
through my resolve,
absorbing the dying stars in your eyes.
My heart tripping,
over their pleading rythmn.
3.
I screamed it as if to imprint the words
Into the fabric of time.
"SO SIT THERE THEN!!!"
"Sit there and pray"
"It's all you have left"
"It's all you ever were"
I stood then,
in the circle
that fears dying gasp tends to make
as it's life is being devoured from it
by the wolfs of rage.
4.
"Where do you want me to be?"
My voice cracking like ice,
part suprise, part steel.
"What can I give you
that you won't bleed all over?"
"Only the truth."
"Only the past."
"My secrets are mine."
"Only the wind and the wheel
will ever show you
but you are too busy looking
for tomorrow to see today.
To much vision to feel
what's right.
Now."
5.
"I have not moved past you
rather
I have shed you.
Like beer from a bottle.
Making someone happy,
at least for now."
I turned and walked away,
leaving the three of them
To fire and wolves.
May 18, 2019
May 18, 2019 at 1:35 AM UTC
**My ally, where thou heart had laid on broken glass?
To thee I gave precious memories, blissfulness and unforgiving pleasures.
O' how I begged, I have surrendered to thee for the sparks of beautiful fruits I yearned for to be embedded in me.
With magic in your eyes, you've enchanted me.
My sorcerer, you came with dusty face, torn cloth wrapped around sharpen waist, you defended me.
To you I brought forth my love, placed demented soul in thy hands for thee to heal.
Ravishing, I walked boldly towards you, because my backbone you are. Thou stood firmly as a prayer to my needs in which thou, my ally fulfilled.
The apple of my eyes, the seed planted in my soul, fire that fought within me that only I know of. We were flesh within flesh, the blood that flows through my veins, the crick in my bones where sweet Juices had flown.
You were that aura that gave me peace, breaking me down like a deadly desease. "Ashtor" abondon... But you appeared spiritually directing me.
My sweet ally, where thou heart had laid on broken glasses?
I'll be there, stained on you like a scar.
-Shantel Broderick
Sep 5, 2017
Sep 5, 2017 at 1:17 AM UTC
I met a friend this morning, she was looking rather low
I said this will never do, to the doc you have to go
The doc was quite confounded by the symptoms he found there
Her eyes were large and round and dust was in her hair
He said I know not whats the problem an answer I cant get
He suggested I'd do better if I took her to see a vet
and so I did
The vet got so excited to have a human in his care
He prodded and he poked, took a sample of her hair
Manipulated, twisted, tested every bone
Pulled out a giant stethoscope and listened to her tum
He turned to me, shook his head he was looking rather glum
Then he whipped out a thermometer and shoved it up her ***
Suddenly he turned again, shouting out with glee
I will go down in history as the first man ever
To discover a woman
Who's got mad cow desease
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 3:58 AM UTC
The Sharps.50 calibre rifle was the rifle of choice for the buffalo hunters
And so the .50 sang her song and a buffalo hit the ground
To lay there with a broken back groaning in her pain
No, the fifty didn't miss, that shot was made with care
The buffalo herd didn't understand and wouldn't leave her there
So the shooter in his stand now could shoot at will
And every time the fifty sang it was another ****
The marksman now in his element, for with ever beast that fell
Was another dollar for the skin, the meat abandoned there
The Indian gazed upon this sight, horror in his eyes
For every time the fifty sang another Indian died
You see the Indians only ever took enough for the survival of the tribe
Starvation beckoned as winter called each time a buffalo died
No warming hides now for a home to build against the winter cold
Starvation and desease would come, bringing death upon the tribes
But the white men didn't care, they saw only dollar signs
Every time the fifty sang and another buffalo died
Jul 18, 2014
Jul 18, 2014 at 8:22 AM UTC
I cast my line into the watery murk
And hooked a Carvò by the neck
I pulled in vain the hold to break
But ripped the head off at the neck
Alas the Carvò did not die
Head and beret floated high
****** droplets fell like acid rain
Causing worthy poets grief and pain
The body was by fish consumed
But once again the Carvò cloned
Again to infest the HP site
With the foul desease of words he writes
Jul 31, 2014
Jul 31, 2014 at 12:54 PM UTC
the moving over the land of those that were free in the heart
it's over now!
no-one is free
to be free to seek that which frees is the subtlest form of slavery
i know you now sweet lass
your child only he can love anyone anymore
seeking freedom we look unto a lover and not his love
being free we love
i see you everywhere sweet lass your face her face his...
soon.....the mass insurrection and riots and nuclear wars
men seeking to be free!
slaves only these!
moving over the land some vast desease of the heart
it's over now!
someone breathes
listen!
someone is
be he
Aug 13, 2010
Aug 13, 2010 at 2:29 PM UTC
take this desease from inside my mind
take me back into your womb
and this time, please try, try, try, and want me
just that, have a happy little chap
the kind of baby people clap
they smile and say, isnt he lovely, special
in his own kind of way
a bundle of joy, not a toy
to be discarded at birth, to be put last not first
not a thing, i am not a thing
i am something that grew within
you, you, you, you
i hate you, i hate you, i hate you
i am sorry, i am so sorry for being me
sorry for not being pleased
sorry for all the **** and what comes with it
for all the false hope i couldnt cope, with
for the person i am, the boy, the man
the life thats a shamb
sorry for the whole ******* mess
for causing you such distress
i hate you, i hate you, i love you
i am sorry for crying blood red tears
crying, slowly dying, showing cowardly fear
i just want you near, close to me
keeping me safe, the way its supposed to be
not darkness, ******* endless anxiety
i hate you, i hate them, i hate false friends
i hate the people that pretend
their life isnt **** and get away with it
i hate it when, the pain never goes away
i hate you because you never say
those three little ******* words
i love you, i love you, i love you
how hard can it be mother
would you prefer me to smother
in this **** i call a life, an exsistance
one step away from an injection in my vein
just something to ease the pain
i hate you , i need you
i hate thats its true
i hate that you left me on the shelf
but most of all i hate myself
Jun 6, 2014
Jun 6, 2014 at 6:06 AM UTC
***
(::)
•-----•
~
Oh my god !
She's felt pain !!
( tee hee tee hee )
••
It's wrist slashing time !!
(tee hee tee hee )
/-/
Ah
The morbid poetry
Total ******** on the line !
••
THE JOY OF PAIN !!
••
(tee ******* hee )
••
Ah
Silly girl
With your worship of slavery
Polluting the world !
•
•
We
We have come the golden road !
The galaxies of gods !
The faces forming over millenium !
The hands !
(Your own !)
The ******* the breath the eyes !
We
We are still the total complete creating power !
Which by courage only you sanctify
••
AND HERE YOU ARE !
WHERE ?
YOU DON'T KNOW !
JESUS ******* CHRIST !
••
( & to find out takes too much time )
••
Boo hoo mingling with tee hee
••
All truth here to liberate
••
So so safe to **** and moan
The night is scary it's a long road
••
And it's a world of fools bred to sympathize
•
So you buy their drugs and you **** their lies
•
And fill yourself with the Great Desease
•
and put it all to verse
And send it to me
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 3:12 PM UTC
(?)
•
She told me she adored me
( well ! )
I told her she was perhaps being hasty
•
She said that she understood me
That she saw my pain and would cure me of all fear
••
I mentioned that this healing of another was a sacred skill
And that she was untrained and her motives were suspicious
And seemingly possessive
But she said I should trust her
•
Trust you ?
I don't even for a moment understand anything about you !
••
For the past year she is always around
It's like I have a puppy dog on an invisible leash !
I could take advantage of her but I don't
She is something -- almost inhuman -- just there
••
I guess she finally got bored
Now she is telling everyone I am a desease !
A desease that has overcome her ability to cure !
She has invented some notion of a love expressed for her by me
And betrayed !
•
People look at me like I am pond ****
•
I don't care
•
My imaginary puppy dog is gone !
Looking for another imaginary lover
To take up the leash
She could of had a friend
She only knows desease and cure games
She will be out of high school in another year
Who knows where she will end
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 3:55 PM UTC
lately i feel like
your all i really got
but like everyone else i love
im the only one who talks
absent with the congregation
cant be selfish today
so i try not to bother you
with all i wont say
stomaches full of nerves
that make me feel i rot
so nervously i sweat when im
not even hot
every tear has a story
as well as salt that packs
in my tears, no wonder i
reflect so much fat
all i wants to be humble
and get my love returned
instead like the dead my hearts
needing an urn
wheres investments return
dont wanna go through this
wheres jesus christ, let him know i
have now found judas
sometimes i feel ***** this"
"that, him and her"
innocence is extinct in ones i
felt were so pure
so infered is the absurd uncured
desease that plagues me
i now understand how my
enemies passionately hate me
cause lately i hate me
so greatly as well
cant threaten me with the devil, im already
used to this hell
everyones **** ****** smells
mine and all of yours
snow white was trying to tell me
most woman are ******
in drawers of seven dwarfs
who no wonders either sleepy
***** or grumpy when will
i get a break or freebie
dark shadows pass so creepy
most people are deceitful and greedy
i swear i can almost feel
my soul wants to leave me
just like everyone leaving
loyaltys not a common relic
no wonder all we feel is so
uncalming and jealous
why cant i find strength embelished
prior used to front
but i rather be killed then *******
heartlessly hunt
and maybe thats why before you
i kneel and cry
asking for the mercy of death
i see such peace in the eye
of the one you will cry
for if they die but roughly
im jealous at funerals wondering
why im not so lucky
so in the name of the father
son and holy spirit
i pray if i dont see death today
that im hopefully near it
.....amen
Sep 13, 2014
Sep 13, 2014 at 11:40 PM UTC
&
I AM
••
Lord of the WAY IT IS
Master poet OF TOMORROW
•
Your life is not trivial
••
She cuts her wrists and arms and calls it
BODY ART!
•
The winds howl
The rivers rage
••
BARAK Obama is a total ***
•
AMERICA is a total desease
••
I AM
YOU WERE
But
Could be again
It's up to
You
Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
There was a time of brute force
Where a poet was the beast
And a woman the evil cry
All made song all pagan glow
Bul Lo the mistress of hate
On a carriage she came
Preaching respect over a river
trully made of blood
With floating dismembered flesh
Carrying a song
Now it is all a desease
What humans feel
Remember what cruelty is
Kind complex mind
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 8:37 PM UTC