Goaway poems on Hello Poetry

Kuzhur Wilson Mar 2014

eleven thirty when two people make a world to play in

When we
Are alone,
Me and Ammini
Make another
World to play in.
Like the ever vacant
Sand houses
Some adults build
With their kids
On the beach.

Then,
I will get angry
Even if the gentlest
Of breezes
Passes that way.
She will turn livid
Even if a *****
Passes that way.

If
Single
Single
Memories
Or sighs
Or their scars
Appear on the face
She will
Wipe them off
With
Kisses.

After playing
For long,
We will fight.

Ammini will holler
Louder than
The way she laughed.
I will keep mum
Louder than her.

I will
Lay her down
Holding her close
To my *****
That will beat
Ammineee, Ammineeee.

As she pretends
To sleep,
I will shoo her off
Go away pussiiii!
As if the masculine
Of pussee is pussoo
She will shoo me off
Go away pussoo!

I will retort
Go away Poochamma!
Ammini will retort
Go away Pochamba!
Go away Kochambi!
Go away Kochambra!
Go away Pochambra!
Go away Sochambra!

Go away
Sorambi!
Go away
Soramba!
Go away
Soorambi!
Go away
Kooramba!
Go away
Koorambi!
Go away

……

At a loss
For words
She will
Change the tune.
Goaway
Slate!

Goaway
Bag!
Goaway
Tree!
Goaway
Pencil!
Goaway
Pen!
Goaway,
Ant
Goaway
Mosquito!
Goaway
Matchbox!
Goaway
Straw!
Goaway
Book!
Goaway
Cot!
Goaway
Chair!
Goaway
Window!
Goaway
Door!
Goaway
Mobile!
Goaway
Button!
Goaway
Computer!
Goaway
Trousers!
Goaway
Shirt!
Goaway
Sky!
Goaway
Puppy!
Goaway
Star!
Goaway
Well!
Goaway
Girl!
Goaway
Boy!
Goaway
Calendar!
Goaway
Fan!
Goazway
Doll!
Goaway
Broom!
Goaway
Tiffin box!
Goaway
Poetry!
Goaway
Annakutty!
Goaway
Appakutta!
Goaway
Ammikkalli!
Goaway
Appakkalla!

About to lose,
I will show the
Trump card.

Go away
Agnus Anna!

Her face will change.
Hesitantly,
She will say

Go away
Kuzhur Wilson!

Then
An
Intolerable
Silence
Will
Spread
There.

When Ammini
Turns back
To
Kochu TV,
I will
Enter
The bathroom
Shut
The door
And
Puff on
A cigarette.

Then
Another
Kind of
Game
That
Makes
Life
Intolerable
To live
Will
Pool
Around me
There.

**Translation : Ra Sha

“Wilson speaks the language of the Christ contemplating life in the dark cavern in the twilight zone between crucifixion and resurrection. At the door, stand guard numerous women, goats, dogs, birds and reptiles speaking agitatedly in a vernacular tongue. All objects, living and non living, fall within his jurisdiction. Over everything falls a great sheet of sadness like a gloomy rain. “

Ra Sha

RA Dec 2013

ok.

Don't ask me to be ok. Don't
your ******* dare ask me
to be ok after everything I
have done and am still doing to hold
the world together. Don't tell
me it's fine it is not fine I
am whirling around my room throwing
myself at the walls I am
hunched over, rocking in
my place and moaning at the world to
shut up shut up shut up I am
stepping into the scalding shower and watching
the marks parading
down my legsarmsbackchestneck turn
the color of blood I am
huddled and screaming at those
I love dearest to go away goaway GOAWAY a rising
crescendo of static I am
gripping myself in my talons I am
scrambling for any kind of hold I am
crying with the water on so they
can't hear me I am
having nightmares where she
is devouring me I am
plastering a fake smile on. I am
asking you, how are things? I am
politely apologizing for the state of the bathroom after
my ****** showers. I am
inquiring cheerfully as to the music. I am
having nightmares where she
is devouring me and I can't escape I can't
run downstairs she
lives there I am
perfectlyfinewhydoyouask.
don't
you
*******
dare.

December 28, 2013
Unedited.

Mara Siegel Mar 2013

you're like a cough that will not stop

i'm sick of your *******-knowitall-i'mtheking attitude
your listentome-i'malwaysright-goaway aura
your shuthefuckup-can'tyouhearmetalking-******* demeanor
[or maybe i'm just sick again]

Ashley Mucha Jan 2013

thingofthepast

today
it was onthefloor, my heart,
and i would say your worn-out treads
stomped it backtolife

pressure and rhythm and tongues
thatgettied and i whirled around
like a bag - the wind (thatisyou)
filling and carrying me

tomorrow
i will forget the way we
met and made eachother and begin to
undo this mess [trapped] in myownhead

i will pushANDpushANDpush you
until you disappear into a dream
or a memory or this thing ithinkididonce
but now i'm not sure

(pause) - there you are!
whenever i don't want you
so i closemyeyes (squeezethemshut)
and i ask you to go. now. please. . .

you're a blur. a mist. a thingofthepast
and i won't remember you or the way
your fingers felt when they tangletangletangled
in my hair and wrapped around my heart

i will you away. (goaway!) but i miss
the smell of your aftershave and the way
you said 'three' and the tinyjaggedscar
halfhidden by your eyebrow

and i know i can't forget
not today not tomorrow
(but maybe after that)

Desert Rose Aug 2012

No more regrets

I wish I could say
That I've changed
All my regrets are
Ghosts of the past
That I've learned from all my mistakes

But I can't
I'm still just a kid
I'm growing up
Trying to find my place

I don't want to regret anything
Right now I regret you
You devil who
Built me up
To take away my soul

I'm not afraid of you
Anymore
There's nothing left
For you to take

So just goaway
Stay out of my life
Don't you see
How badly you've ruined ne

Lily Bajo Apr 2020

An Apology

I fumbled
I lost your trust
I lied
and spilled the love
Why O why
Unrequited love
I regret, I apologise
I ask for forgiveness.

With a swords length love
you've loved
I cannot spill an empty cup
with a kings heart you love
I will not spill a half filled cup

A letter sealed with a kiss
and delivered to your solitude door
because when one acts the fool
what can another do?
I was unruly, I played *****

I should have given all of me
and let honesty be
I should have moved you in at Parham
and learned to love you better
I did more than blur
A lanscape between two
Perfectly me and you

I take my cross
I take my faults
I cannot blame my weakness for your pain
or cry sorry excuses to make it goaway
I failed you, precious you
I am sorry.

#apology #regret #love #mistakes #forgiveness #lonley #solitude #patience #growth

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