"disadvantage" poems
My mind isn't big enough for an escape
My mind, I am trapped in a disadvantage
Usually my mind is as big as the universe
But my mind, is discourage
My mind, my mind, holding on to courage
Making my way to uncover
Another path of undiscovered
Nov 11, 2014
Nov 11, 2014 at 3:13 PM UTC
Warning: Use dis list in context.
You decide on which side you fall.
disappear
disregard
disaster
displace
disqualify
disrepair
disturb
dissipate
disability
dispose
dismal
distribute
distrust
disturb
discriminate
discuss
disdain
disguise
dishearten
disinherit
disown
disparage
disagree
disgruntle
disclose
discolour
dispute
disarm
discover
disassemble
disadvantage
disallow
dispossess
discontent
discontinue
disrespect
disincline
discomfort
disrepute
dishonest
disillusion
dishonor
dismiss
disobey
disjoin
disappoint
discipline
discord
discern
discrete
disfigure
disconnect
disapprove
discharge
disbar
disease
discord
disfavor
disengage
disassociate
discipline
discount
disembody
displace
dissaray
disembowel
discombobulate
discredit
discourse
disentangle
disenfranchise
disembark
discard
disburse
disbelief
discover
disable
disagree
disintegrate
dismay
dispense
dislodge
disclaimer
disapprove
dissatisfy
disrupt
dispel
dislike
dismantle
disloyal
disbatch
disrobe
disperse
display
disaprove
disciple
disavow
disconcert
disinfect
disorder
dismal
dismember
displease
dissemble
disunity
dislocate
distort
distrust
distress
dissolute
disassociate
distill
discect (?)
distemper
distain
distasteful
distraught
dissolve
dissonant
dissuade
And dis isn't de end.
Aug 22, 2015
Aug 22, 2015 at 12:06 PM UTC
"the unexpected arrived where the disadvantage was welcomed, and enthusiasm was the only refuge to me..."
(j.a.r.)
Apr 8, 2015
Apr 8, 2015 at 12:44 AM UTC
scars of a past I wanted nothing to do with
led me to handcuff myself
to a lampole for security.
I had reached my consensus.
I threw the keys to these cuffs
in mental portals where I thought
no one would dare to ever travel.
Many tried searching
but I intentionally
obstructed access
with deceptive rants of fear and caution.
By then
I was sure
that I had thoroughly built walls of security;
I was safe
...but who would've thought
my aesthetically intellectual design
had a weakness?
The enemy came just as they all did,
hoping to be let in...
but this one reacted differently when the ranting came;
I was now at a disadvantage
because I had no other alternatives for defense.
The enemy showed no care for my security;
It was attractive
And I succumbed while
Never forgetting my plan
Although it seemed my design was nugatory.
My mental lampole and cuffs,
gone.
I was left subjugated
at the feet of a queen
who carried an aura
with the most beautiful spectrum.
Like a bull snake,
promises of security
grappled my core,
draining it of all fear
leaving behind no traces
of deception.
Although defeated,
she still remains my enemy
because serendipity
never seems to stick around.
May 8, 2015
May 8, 2015 at 11:33 PM UTC
With different people come different skills,
in the game of life which we all play.
And like a game of chess , each piece,
unique in its own way.
To the smallest pawn to the greatest knight,
each piece reflects who we are inside.
But as one might think a disadvantage is at hand,
that the pawn has not any chance.
With the queen’s strong offense,
and the bishops swift attack,
the pawn’s presence is sadly overlooked.
For many see it as a worthless runt,
only used in the scheme of the king and ignored
until the bitter end.
But in fact the pawn is the most courageous of them all.
The only piece who knows how to charge.
Fearless and brave, it surges forward,
unhesitant and void of fear.
Who won’t retreat when defeat is near.
So who are you? Which one are you?
The decisive knight, the stubborn king,
the blunt rook, the potent queen?
The swift bishop or the valiant pawn?
All of which reflects who we are.
Sep 17, 2012
Sep 17, 2012 at 12:08 PM UTC
~
*Ragged mist of stalled horizon,
from dry dock
to disadvantage point
second hand shops
of sackcloth and ash,
they contain multitudes
treading the outside edge
of perception,
rehearsing disaster
in fistfuls of earth,
and the immaterial:
the stuff of pure shadow
a bevy of dead buildings
resemble a fallen actress
in the throes of dance,
with emaciated figurines leaning
forward in the temple,
listening for clues
too far to whisper
work will never resume
on the tower,
and it will remain painfully scanty,
a place to bury strangers
or raise up cholera
the third world summer
sun on sacred walls,
red before orange,
let the rays burn away our sins,
we contain multitudes
but one step inside doesn't mean
we understand anything*
~
Mar 22, 2023
Mar 22, 2023 at 5:29 PM UTC
"It is better we should both perish than that my enemy should live"
the scorpion; lethal
the frog; delicate
1st times a accident
2nd times a mistake
3rd time shoud've never happened.
but you were right it was inevitable for it to happen again.
With your kindness so dear and delicate,
your genuineness so rare
and your heart so pure
and my nature so continuous,
it wasn't a mistake or an accident,
you cannot break the cycle of nature,
just like the changing seasons.
it's like harming someone you care about,
and harming one at one's disadvantage,
with recklessness .
they aren't worth loving, or being affectionate towards,
May 14, 2012
May 14, 2012 at 8:18 PM UTC
Lady adjacent waiter,
ruler of the medulla,
give me a certain angle
that'll make her want to maneuver,
make her want to consider
in the absence of his figure,
that maybe not the whole gender
is full of secret agendas,
with her left over right leg,
glass in her right hand,
a tribute to her innocence
ever since she walked in,
assembled it's, white wine
Krispy Kreme eyes,
glazed look,
lips glossed like her oil thighs,
it's finally off time
her sorority cross line,
it's happy hour,
she wasn't,
his whole crime has been a cover up
since she wants him,
this whole scene has been taped off
by her girlfriends,
it's often I see it,
alcoholic rehab,
a culprit — a demon
making contracts with my open tab,
broken bad in the bathroom,
clad woman,
For all the attention
such good first impressions,
but not you,
I feel a different aura,
I feel I'll get exposed
so I call a different offense,
Semper Fi
within my eyes
this energy —
I quiet the restaurant,
Can you hear me?
Proceed to throwing signals
Tom Brady couldn't throw,
the ball's in my court so I'm finally on the move,
crushing on you while the sky undresses,
you catch a glimpse
as the clouds bare witness,
Excuse me Miss Unfortunate,
I know I'm at a disadvantage
but I had to call it
head or tails
I'm still offering,
a chance to be your man? No
a chance to be your author?
a chance to be your narrator now or later
call me,
a chance to say “there she is”
her piercing eyes, fixes her finger on my lips
be quiet, “I saw this in a movie once”
she told me as I spy and I grab onto her truths,
excuse me thats selfish, pardon me
apart of me just wants to see that movie,
a father daughter dance,
a chance to be your groupie,
a chance to see that smile
that you flashed
like a lunar star,
meteor crash
and its back to reality,
eye connection broken
and it’s back to the irony,
a word barely spoken
and I’m back to asking:
Check Please.
Sep 6, 2023
Sep 6, 2023 at 3:12 PM UTC
My mind feels
As though it
Flickers.
“Tick,
Tic,
Ti,
T.”
To experience ADD
is to have your brain
Switch between
Six different channels,
Six different themes.
It will always feel like you are
Rocketing between things.
In the span of a second,
Your mind will explore the dying children
In Mozambique.
In the next ponder,
Your mind indulges in the roleplay of
Naruto and the pink-haired chick.
I have no power over
Who dances in my play.
I know they bring flames,
But I’m uncertain as to
Who is managing the stage.
I am the director of this show, yet
I was banned to say.
The show has no ending, no beginning,
My life didn't come with instructions.
So I ****** it up and just lived with it.
In the moments that I daydream,
I always force myself to be in the present.
In fear that the world will think
I'm too dumb or complacent.
But that's just how my brain works.
Ten seconds gone,
I am travelling across the pool.
A red bruise on my lips and
A crack on my tooth.
I ask myself again,
Then and there,
How and when
Did I get this bruise?
It can be such a disadvantage,
It can be such a gift.
To be wholesome in a way,
But to also lack the basics.
I feel like I’m constantly living between
The two binary opposites.
As regulating emotions
can become a huge problem
I may have creativity and the sway,
But I'm also managing my impulsivity every day.
Do you know
Why I zone out
And lose focus?
My world inside
Can just be too chaotic.
But trust that I'm working on it.
Regardless,
I know this faucet will flow seamlessly
And being more aware of this condition
Will only help me manage it.
So what have I to lose,
In the midst of this plight?
I’ve been writing a lot of poetry,
Haven’t I?
AOA
Dec 19, 2018
Dec 19, 2018 at 9:31 AM UTC
Born into disadvantage, given to oppression I will not let these things define me. Brought up with courage and the strength of my convictions. I push forward everyday. Through the forge of life I am heated by fire, hammered into a vessel, purer in my resolve than the finest gold. To the heights that Eagles dare to soar, I rise above my circumstances. I blaze my own path and defy the odds. I will be held back by no man, nor will I be told what I cannot do. Like an Acorn that was laid low into the dirt, I will rise with the strength of a mighty Oak, as I let my branches push up towards the sun. Until I have obtain my destiny that I forged by an unbreakable spirit and the willingness to work for what I want out of life.
Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 5:48 PM UTC
i think that everyone's lives are moving on
in flashes of boyfriends and best friends and plans
and my best years are slipping through my fingers
because i hate being lonely but i'm happy alone
i have the small town disadvantage
knowing there's more but being to scared to get it
stuck here by myself watching everyone i know pick a college
and fall in love
while i'm holding on to childhood
and lusting for boys i'll never get
and sometimes everything i've done
or will ever do
feels pointless
like i will never be remembered
so why should i try?
because even if i write a best seller
and get famous
(because that's what i want)
nobody will remember me
because it will all end
because i'll never be pretty
so my face won't end up on magazine covers
maybe in the back
and i won't get picked up by cute boys
maybe in a dark bar
but i'd be too afraid to go in
so i'll sit and watch out the window as my life goes by
and feel nostalgic for something i never had
(rmp)
May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 10:07 PM UTC
I don't want cruelty
I don't want pain without purpose
I don't want my eyes to water from a heart left dry
I don't crave some deliberate infliction
I don't long for hidden scars that never heal
I don't search for loaded words
I don't prepare for harmful intentions
I don't seek a path that pushes me underground
I don't look for confusion
I don't desire confined spaces
I don't enjoy advantage at another's disadvantage
And I don't give out points to those who play with dishonesty
Jul 28, 2014
Jul 28, 2014 at 2:00 AM UTC
A devotion to the devil
A devotion to ****
A devotion to stay with the devil above the highest hill
A devotion not to keep on losing my mind, but still
A devotion to churn out ideas from evil brain-mill
A devotion to create a liking for those, whom you are afraid of
A devotion to create hatred for all those who are repaired of
All the evil deeds that you surely never heard of
A devotion to smile and save evil's downfall
A devotion to uplift sins above the reach of all
A devotion to divert people who senselessly follow the heaven's call
To a place which justifies liberation of evil from all
A devotion to make my place more than just the best
Where good sinks in the trough and evil shines above crest
A devotion to give the people the best of our fest
Just to make them plump before they go for a peaceful rest
A devotion to utilize evil from the devil
To help the people force the good to reveal
Their disadvantage against evil
May 9, 2010
May 9, 2010 at 7:42 AM UTC
I bought a pair of shoes, not too long ago-
Some folks call them “sneakers"-
I prefer to call them “squeakers.”
because they "squish and squawk" from heel to toe
Yes, it can be annoying-
To those with whom I work-
Walking down the hallway,
causing heads to turn, and shirk.
Reactions are amusing-
but mostly a lot of fun-
The only disadvantage is-
I can’t sneak up on anyone.
Copyright r.riddle November 21, 2013
Nov 21, 2013
Nov 21, 2013 at 12:40 PM UTC
I am the first but not the last, be my follower
I am a true friend but not a borrower
I speak the truth when I say I don't use people
It's hard to know who you're in common with, so just I choose people
I choose them because they chose me
They choose me because they like me
They like me because I'm something
It's like it will be a waste of time comparing me to everything
There are different kinds me
Each part of me is a part of he or she
For I am one of all but not everyone
I don't take advantage
But there is a disadvantage
A leader is all I ever wanted to be
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 2:29 PM UTC
I was A little girl
Who loved dolls
I had a collection
Of storybook dolls
Some with beautiful dresses.
Also a cowgirl,
Whose name was Irma.
Whenever my grandma
Went on a trip,
She would return
With a special doll,
Just for me.
One time my dad
Stopped at a bar
On his way home from work,
And the bartender
Was a lady
Who made a doll
With a beautiful crochet dress.
Yellow, and full.
I was so excited
To think that my daddy
Would buy me a doll
At a bar....
Mom not so happy...
My collection grew.
The only disadvantage
Was
Every Saturday morning
Before noon
I had to take them off my large shelf
And dust them...
But the advantage
Was
I listened to Buster Brown,
Fibber Magee and Molly,
And many other radio shows.
But I still hate dusting...
Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 7:42 AM UTC
Meant for more from birth
Carried in satin like a god
I do not envy you
When I succeed it is a surprise
Something met with pride
Due to lack of expectation
The Underdog Advantage
When you succeed it is anticipated
Should have been more
Greater in size and worth
Living up to your destiny
I do not envy your
Royal Disadvantage
In this great race
The start line may begin
With varied handicaps
But the finish line is in turn
Equal distance
I do not believe in Royal Design
We are all nothing to begin with
Nothing simply looks different depending on
Where you're standing.
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 3:42 AM UTC
I dreamt about you last night, and it hurts
When I look back and ask myself,
Why I ever took your graciousness for granted
Placed it on the ground and stomped hard
Over and over and
I ruined you
I know I did, and now I live with
The reality of that
But I don’t know if that was me,
I think that was me...
And I lost her, when I lost you
I will never get you back in the grasp of my hands
I have memories, and they are all that suffice
I can say that I was happy,
I was so happy and I could see marriage
Being a possibility
Rather than something I ran from
But I realize I have always been flighty and flirty
And the disadvantage is all mine
Because you will find someone who
Gives you something,
All of her, all parts
While I will still be stuck here,
Trying to figure out ways
To gain something back that is long gone
Jan 24, 2013
Jan 24, 2013 at 3:27 PM UTC
Ok, I get the message
I guess my feelings, to you, were pretentious
I dont know what i was expecting
I was just fishing for affection
Seems like im often unprotected
And oftentimes become relentless
Nowadays im so restless
I always have a heart on my sleeve
But my mind is demented
of all these people that took advantage
of me
I should’ve demanded a fee
I guess my own disadvantage was me
Feb 14, 2021
Feb 14, 2021 at 5:05 AM UTC
I want to tell you that your beautiful,
inside and out.
but I think lately I've come to the realization,
that the only beauty I care about,
comes from within.
Now my voice may not be the loudest,
and I really hope that it is not drowned out,
because I want to tell you that
being judged for something you are born with
is a disadvantage for us at all
Also, please stop telling me that "I know beauty doesn't matter.".
Because, if it didn't matter then why to advertisers make millions every year selling women makeup.
Why does society try to sell me this illusion of the perfect woman?
If our country focused less on our apperance then there would be a lot less self-hatred
and much higher self-esteem
and so much less eating disorders
So I want to start a resolution,
no more telling someone their beautiful,
just based on appearance.
If I want to tell someone they are beautiful,
only it's because I know that their actions,
and decisions, and personality,
are really truly beautiful.
So I wanted to start with you.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 12:24 AM UTC
365Nectar #48 Life and No Regrets
Sun. November 10, 2013 11:26 P.M.
Wildly dancing down Devil's highway to heaven
life on the line...
Unrecognizable negatives
illuminating the revolution of evolution...
Exploration of afterthought with a loaded gun
elaborate irrational Rats emerge...
Neglected emotions stomp out the room in a crazed tantrum
and embellished restrictions gloat as enthusiastic whimsy encourages...
Unpublished tolerance collects dust
as a swollen hot head self-justifies and bamboozles life's strategy...
Habitual self-inflicted torture is driven by constant social pressure
and reflective adaptation is blamed for birthing excessive pain....
Premature gestation period makes the difficult practically impossible and Scavengers take obvious advantage of impediments...
An overall reckoning...
Confined to an ever-diminishing brain
with the threat of imminent extinction...
Turn your disadvantage into great advantage...abort helplessness and manipulate a spiral of effective intelligence...
Be Unapologetic with Deliberate...
Absolutely Decisive with Destructive...
then sign-off with NO REGRETS.
Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 11:42 AM UTC
Heart, oh heart you keep my existence!
Keep on pumping, you show much persistence.
How many times do you break?
Are you getting tired from this heart-ache?
Nevertheless you move on strong,
Making the beats last very long.
Oh, and how you love with such force!
Making me dizzy, taking the beats off course.
The beats get irregular and are hard to manage,
With our continuous meetings, it’s such a disadvantage.
So thank you, my little worker, for doing oh so well!
Forever you shall pump in my chest, forever you shall dwell.
Jan 10, 2013
Jan 10, 2013 at 11:40 AM UTC
when he looked at a woman he searched for qualities that attracted him because he wanted to desire her yet this tendency created an imbalance or disadvantage he was rendered weak to a woman’s beauty or whatever traits he idealized self-realizing this propensity he looked away from women years of disappointment neglect changed him he became afraid of women gynophobic
when she looks at a man she searches for qualities she is critical of because she wants to be impervious to his power she is suspicious of all men their upper body strength penchant to be in control misperception of women as property misogyny emotional immaturity neediness to be mommyed selfishness insensitivity or over-sensitivity depending she wants to be treated with equal respect a loving nurturing relationship she is suspicious of all people their alternate realities passive aggressive behavior co-dependence craziness
he sees her then looks away she suspiciously notices nothing happens they go back to their separate homes alone always home alone grown calm in resignation yet disbelieving of this destiny saddened by this fate both worry about the future she looks at her face naked body in the mirror her stomach churns feels a sad sickening remembers a time when she was more carefree he puts one foot in front of the other then walks tries to remember who taught him to walk how many times did he fall who taught him to laugh where did his sense of humor go
he sees her thinks she is lovely resists the urge to turn away he smiles says hello she notices nervously smiles her shaky voice articulates louder than a whisper hi
Jul 6, 2010
Jul 6, 2010 at 9:47 AM UTC