"loathingly" poems
Stand together, under the trees;
Warmth and togetherness is strong;
Bathe in the golden summers, long and lovely.
Cover yourself at night, don't let the lizards in,
For the glorious benefit of auburn nights.
Wind blows heavy and loud, crushing my hopes.
Naked creases form upon the soil, converging,
On the veranda where we sit sipping teas.
I talk slow so she will understand me,
Her caramel heart melts under my hands.
Unearth the bodies we buried before.
A long lost memory sits perched on the sink,
Its cat eyes stare loathingly at our actions.
Fire and water pour a steamy love.
She just won't listen to the sounds of life.
One day, i will look back at my birth,
Was it worth the pain i brought?
A wasted skin lies in the alley,
Drugged and ****** cuts along the spine.
Clouds decend upon the wedding reception,
Smokey and fragrent it pulls speech from speakers.
Knives, pierced through silver lungs.
Kindred spirits pile up in the gutter,
Never finding true peace.
I thought life was worthless,
Now its totally pointless.
May 5, 2010
May 5, 2010 at 5:08 PM UTC
I am
the end of the world, falling from the edge of a cliff.
The captain of a sinking ship
I am
Woeful cynicism
Smitten
of your ghosts and visions
I am
A prisoner of the flesh, in the fishing nets of contempt
I am
Consumed by the lust of distrusting ***** giving two ***** against their word
I am
The blur, in the rear view
when nothing is near you
but a hisssss
from the silence
of the radio hating you
I am
******
But reserved and undeserving
Shaking my fist
Scurrying for scalpels in the subtle tactics of arachnids
Slicing the webbing upon the antics of the tragically romantic
Heavy static
Attracts the stasis of all the places, loathingly desired in the wish for death
Always admired the tried and true, even desired to fly the coup and maybe **** a flock or two, as i too, could be you with my blood on the floor
Loved and adored only after ever more, in the after life of a burned out light
I Mock
The empathic stalking of my superiors in their inferior fandangos of foolish angles, strangling the dangled meat made from the proteges of kings
Meandering the wingless cities in piecful paradise
Locked
In the blaspheme of loose rings from the corpses of dope fiends
I am
Not
Dec 1, 2012
Dec 1, 2012 at 11:27 PM UTC
Trying to figure out what my words are worth, as I float as lonely as a cloud/ you used to hold me like a child/ now I'm rolling in denial/ at you I loathingly smile/ as you ripped my heart; stripped the flesh and salted the wound/ you were the best and I exalted you to heights no mortal should go or ascend/ I should've known my soul you would offend, when I saw you stitching your wings and inserting batteries in your halo/ but I paid no attention 'cause I was itching to be loved/ I was only a pawn, sacrificed to be burned on the alter of the false gods; defilers of pure love/ pure love? of that I'm no longer sure of/ but if there's one thing I'm in pursuit of/ it's a cure of.....You!!!
Sep 27, 2013
Sep 27, 2013 at 1:56 AM UTC
She’s stealing the friction
the heat I’d spark
if it was my skin
pressed against yours.
She’s stealing my thoughts
my filthy whispers
the ones
I’d breathe
in your ear.
She’s stealing the sweat
that would slicken my chest
if it was my body
sliding along yours.
She’s stealing
but she’s not.
It’s given.
Relinquished.
I bet you beg her
to take you in her mouth.
I bet you beg her
to enter you
again and again.
And that’s what shatters
my ignorant shield
and loathingly grips
my untouched body
with the physical reality:
When she touches you
you touch her too.
Nov 7, 2019
Nov 7, 2019 at 3:33 PM UTC
What have you paid for this nothingness,
This refusal you have made your own,
Wearing discontent like shamefulness,
To be greatest at being alone?
What satisfaction your martyrdom,
Your stubborn turning the other cheek,
The Queen of the loneliest kingdom,
Self-loathingly bragging she is weak?
What appreciation have you earned,
Playing the role of unlovable,
Who knows more than the lessons she learned,
Too scared to be discoverable?
What’s worth being unworthy of love,
Flaunting beauty as only a tease,
Fallen from that pedestal above,
If you smiled once you’d find love with ease.
Dec 30, 2018
Dec 30, 2018 at 11:21 PM UTC
Jaw worked, a painful mix of emotions was felt as she stared loathingly into the soft eyes of the girl she held sacred.
Expression matched, two palms meet at the crystal divide that separated their worlds, foreheads suddenly joined.
A quiet moment of raw connection facilitates wordless understanding that flows back and forth like fluid. There are no questions here, no explanations, only validation.
She feels weightless here.
Eyes searching eyes, she catches a glimpse of what she knew would be found eventually.
The strength, the determination, the hold.
Weakened, but nevertheless blatantly present.
She knows why she came here today.
Face ******* in betrayal, she gives a shout of anger whilst ripping herself from the other, the distance apart becomes crucially important.
Gently, she holds herself from across the room, fiery frustration reduced to a resolve of tears now.
She has her answer.
Blinded by pain, she summons the rage to throw one last disgusted glare towards the girl crumpled on the floor mere feet from her, appearance identical.
She sneers. She couldn't deny it.
She hated her for loving him still.
She loved her for loving him still.
Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 1:04 PM UTC