"irrate" poems - Hello Poetry

How many men walked upon the moon Who invented the telescope Who rode the niagra falls Who split the atom Who invented dynamite What's the square root of infinity Who's god Stop asking questions

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Feb 27, 2013

Feb 27, 2013 at 5:57 PM UTC

MichealWolf

Irrate

How many men walked upon the moon Who invented the telescope Who rode the niagra falls Who split the atom Who invented dynamite What's the square root of infinity Who's god Stop asking questions

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O Lord... here i go again... These poetic rootz shine through so beautifully unveiling the fathomless depths of this mess i call a brain no... a mindframe... intensely irrate and predictable the dismissable truth of the lies in my mind runs blank against the grays going daily from they're lips through my ears to my fears showing nothing... But a fearless fathomless... painless blameless remission of my life... Refrain from reading those lines... this here is the truth of this mind An admission of sins... and faults... the fears of my timeless realm known as my mind... Lonliness lead to the tears and shattered dreams of this forlorn heart... Sadness caused this endlessly reforming wound... This bleeding **** spilling my innermost emotions out onto the floor Before the world .....Yet this is only the beginning of my plight....

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Sep 12, 2009

Sep 12, 2009 at 3:54 PM UTC

shandel-pruitt

Poetic Roots... Pt.1

O Lord... here i go again... These poetic rootz shine through so beautifully unveiling the fathomless depths of this mess i call a brain no... a mindframe... intensely irrate and predictable the dismissable truth of the lies in my mind runs blank against the grays going daily from they're lips through my ears to my fears showing nothing... But a fearless fathomless... painless blameless remission of my life... Refrain from reading those lines... this here is the truth of this mind An admission of sins... and faults... the fears of my timeless realm known as my mind... Lonliness lead to the tears and shattered dreams of this forlorn heart... Sadness caused this endlessly reforming wound... This bleeding **** spilling my innermost emotions out onto the floor Before the world .....Yet this is only the beginning of my plight....

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Yeah so **** you…. Im tired of your space bound ******** alienate yourself or get a grip I dont wanna hear your irrate comments they pass by like comets unnoticed and unmentioned pushing harder for the dig digging harder for that trigger im not gunna flinch cuz i got that vigor You trying to get that dose of jealousy but let me give you this dose of irony Your dig’s like a rig trying to pull me like a pully im unattached so when you pull as hard as you do your gunna crash in a flash, your smashed, patched and stuck with a past Speaking of which, ive got a word for you too.. I think you owe me an apology. This shift in your etymology, has shifted my idealology. Chronologically, that hasnt worked out well for me. Spitting **** about philosophy.. questioning my theology. pretending it was all for me… Im not some experiment to understand psychology… Man, **** your methodology.

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Jan 18, 2013

Jan 18, 2013 at 5:25 AM UTC

cat-gempler

I.Deserve.Better

Yeah so **** you…. Im tired of your space bound ******** alienate yourself or get a grip I dont wanna hear your irrate comments they pass by like comets unnoticed and unmentioned pushing harder for the dig digging harder for that trigger im not gunna flinch cuz i got that vigor You trying to get that dose of jealousy but let me give you this dose of irony Your dig’s like a rig trying to pull me like a pully im unattached so when you pull as hard as you do your gunna crash in a flash, your smashed, patched and stuck with a past Speaking of which, ive got a word for you too.. I think you owe me an apology. This shift in your etymology, has shifted my idealology. Chronologically, that hasnt worked out well for me. Spitting **** about philosophy.. questioning my theology. pretending it was all for me… Im not some experiment to understand psychology… Man, **** your methodology.

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