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*did you buy all of this on credit and can you do without going to ceremonies for awhile look what higher learning and empty rituals have given you a distrust for humanity and all that's truly valuable are you a nihilist or a solipsist what a life to be so twisted like an elliptical esophagus so strange the way we spell things what would we do without spellcheck or a dictionary these days is a thesaurus a dinosaur or a literary device the swelling went down right in time for your dialectical revival while didactic strange attractors are strangely repellent selective attackers leave your marriages despondent disparaged orthodontists leave fluids on your face still you wipe your chin with sandpaper and leave greasy finger stains in their place fluoride is a bargain complete with its own argument and quite often batteries are not included but that doesn’t mean you’ll never use them for what's a *** toy to do if its lacking its adjacent latex compartments or if you're really just not in the mood i guess this human body will have to do grooving to the music is all about our choosing to becoming outdated or faded like a tax evader these equations are meaningless when you are fermented with libations if you drink more amber liquid would you be negated relevant for a moment and then just as quickly discarded as a piece of paper the receipts we diligently saved are just as well used to light your fireplaces*
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Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 12:49 PM UTC
fermented solipsists
King of the lions Roars for roast ***** Of course Wants corpse Of the worse Wilderbeast Feasts for fuel To protect his pride The love of game Name’s his bride Hunts As the evader of horns With The stealth of a cat And The strength of a bull Fighting the pull of gravity At every chance Bountiful leaps With Bounties on head Headstrong Beyond boundaries The founding Of land Faults Full surface Still proud Loud As the rock That protrudes As a cliff Men hang When they try To lift Their spirits As high As his But fall Under the expectations
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Sep 30, 2010
Sep 30, 2010 at 1:09 AM UTC
Leo
John James Stanley Whyte why would you not do what was right man of the cloth man of the sea (at least in uniformity) privileged hypocrite evader of consequence Doctor of Divinity all that's divine about you, is me Used my mother because you could refused to acknowledge you're in my blood was it due to the class divide that you found it so easy to throw us aside? Whenever she wanted to punish me she'd list the ways I took after you say I was created in your image say that your visage was mirrored in me that the nose I hated was exactly like yours and that was hard to take She showed me a cutting someone sent to her from the Scotsman I think or perhaps some local rag from Edinburgh, where you were saying you'd been bound over for indecent exposure from the window of your Manse where you stood naked though whether ***** it did not say And she'd beg me not to turn out like you and I would ask in my innocence what she meant by that "He's a ladies' man" she'd reply and I had no clue what she meant by this yet even then the idea of nakedness sent a tingle up my spine though I didn't like what I had to show felt it wasn't really mine You had a life of comfort while ours was hand to mouth did anything ever stick to you did your conscience ever twinge did you ever even wonder what became of me? I'm not sure why I never yet tried to track you down perhaps it shows my utter contempt or on the other hand maybe I felt being rejected once was once more than enough and a second time would be two more than I should take yet at times I wonder what fate had in store for you because if your karma didn't catch up with you it sure as hell got me Cynthia Pauline Jones 23/9/2013
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Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 7:38 AM UTC
The Putative Father
John James Stanley Whyte why would you not do what was right man of the cloth man of the sea (at least in uniformity) privileged hypocrite evader of consequence Doctor of Divinity all that's divine about you, is me Used my mother because you could refused to acknowledge you're in my blood was it due to the class divide that you found it so easy to throw us aside? Whenever she wanted to punish me she'd list the ways I took after you say I was created in your image say that your visage was mirrored in me that the nose I hated was exactly like yours and that was hard to take She showed me a cutting someone sent to her from the Scotsman I think or perhaps some local rag from Edinburgh, where you were saying you'd been bound over for indecent exposure from the window of your Manse where you stood naked though whether ***** it did not say And she'd beg me not to turn out like you and I would ask in my innocence what she meant by that "He's a ladies' man" she'd reply and I had no clue what she meant by this yet even then the idea of nakedness sent a tingle up my spine though I didn't like what I had to show felt it wasn't really mine You had a life of comfort while ours was hand to mouth did anything ever stick to you did your conscience ever twinge did you ever even wonder what became of me? I'm not sure why I never yet tried to track you down perhaps it shows my utter contempt or on the other hand maybe I felt being rejected once was once more than enough and a second time would be two more than I should take yet at times I wonder what fate had in store for you because if your karma didn't catch up with you it sure as hell got me Cynthia Pauline Jones 23/9/2013
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It's not like I don't have fear Everybody has it A dog will chew at anything atleast once Am I right ? Fear's, such a odd little number Hard to tell if it's big or small Hell' hard to tell, Hard to tell In any case We all got it; The itch. The nerve. The pound. The sweat. Christ, thats what make us human Ain't it ? Fear; Hard to place and hard to put a face on Comes in all shapes and sizes With quirks, smirks and from the corners of eyes Fear; What a great name! For a ghost. A masterful evader. A mist within It can tear up; Nations, Governments, Bataljons, Squads, Relationships and the individual in it's very self. It's a play on the thought ! Don't think ? What an impossible thought ! Or think ? What if... Fear is a name of your most worthy opponent The arch enemy The nemesis Fear is the name you give yourself when you feel like you arelosing control I want you to **** fear and give yourself this name, because this name is the exact same; Except for the fact, that the choice about how to take, what is about to inflict pain or love unto you and your fate, was decided by you and you alone, by the power you have and hold I dub you: Bravery
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Feb 5, 2014
Feb 5, 2014 at 8:05 PM UTC
The Undefined
"Treat others the way you want to be treated" Sounds like neglect and disrespect. "You can't love someone else, if you don't first love yourself" Love myself? Tuh! Time to check your mental health. I'm a nasty person. Deceitful maybe even Evil. How could I love this? Procrastinator. Evader. Smoker. Choke her. choke her. Save me. Save me. I cant breathe. I cant see. I don't want to look. Not in the mirror. I fear the horror. ***** *"I can't stand the sight of your unruly hair That shameless glare. That stupid grin & those little hairs that grow out of your chin"* I've been deemed by the queen. Unworthy I. Unworthy. Of love. Of happiness. An unworthy lover. Learning to love myself the way I love others
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Jan 24, 2015
Jan 24, 2015 at 12:20 PM UTC
Love Thyself
You see the thing about love is When you least expect it It will come When you most want it It will evade you Love makes no sense Love makes you crazy But it is love That keeps us afloat.
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Apr 23, 2016
Apr 23, 2016 at 2:25 PM UTC
Love Evader
I wish to define you, As a passage of time. A pageless memory, With words on no line. Yet too strong for, A definition you are. Like grasping sunshine, From an exploding star. So in my mind, Vaguely you'll stay. Understandings evader, In which labels dismay...
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Jan 1, 2017
Jan 1, 2017 at 6:49 PM UTC
Undefinable