"overrode" poems
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Before bed,
first thing in the morning,
when you randomly wake up in the middle of the night and can't get back to sleep,
Swipe--Swipe--Swipe--Swipe--
In the beginning it's almost like a new toy or a car,
the excitement when you first download it,
the careful precision with which your profile is created,
how into it you are all day all night,
Swipe--Swipe--Swipe--Swipe--
Then slowly a pattern emerges.
You get the insanely sporty ones,
running, jumping, swimming, lifting freaking weights,
and you think if I were looking for a personal trainer I would swipe right but no thanks.
Then there are the travelers,
on a world tour since the beginning of time with no permanent address, let alone any potential for a relationship, so you swipe left on instability.
Then there are the 6 packs and no heads,
making you wonder when muscles and treasure trails overrode eyes,
and cringing at the sight of those semi shirt lifted body shots, you swipe left.
Then there are genuinely you're not attracted type,
too much baggage type,
too good looking making you skeptical type,
standing too close to girls type,
reptiles as pets type,
really bad grammar or purging emoticons type,
alcohol is a hobby type,
no ambition or future type,
on all which you keep swiping left.
Every now and then there's the just right type, with the right amount of words and smiles,
sincerely looking for something more than *** or just good at pretending they are,
so you swipe right.
A match...
You never end up talking anyway so swiping on, all day long,
and you realize this is bull ****
The only thing that's getting anything is your right index finger,
and there are much better ways in which it too can be put into use.
You realize even after expanding the age limits to highly questionable numbers and including the maximum area in distance,
and proactively lowering your standards,
you still haven't swiped right on Mr. Right.
You realize you aren't looking but rather searching for that one face, that specific personality who already escaped between your fingers like that one cute guy you accidentally swiped left on a super drunk night while eating peanut butter out of the jar,
or that one guy who you thought was perfect so you super liked but never liked you back.
You realize you are searching for a specific person who doesn't have a Tinder profile but lives in the same building as you, who'll never swipe right for you even if he had the chance.
So you unmatch all those stupidly silent, mute, mistakes of matches, reset the preferences to more respectable limits and...
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Dec 12, 2015
Dec 12, 2015 at 10:43 AM UTC
Dear technology,
You replaced my emotions with emoticons
Voice with fonts
Love with likes
Compliments with comments.
You make distance seem so close
But you have no sense of touch
For you overrode internet connection over soul connection
You gave me a list of friends, yet I feel so alone.
You made me believe in a world all of your own
Pictures to prove their existence
Status to update me on their life
And a message to make me feel connected.
Feb 26, 2018
Feb 26, 2018 at 8:06 AM UTC
It begins in our stomach
A turning,twisting knot
And it makes us fight it
The most hopeless fight ever fought
It rises to our chest
Compressing every breath
Eating away our heart
Making us believe it is death
It chills our clumsy hands
Now pale and clammy with a sweat
Fumbling, fluttering fingers
Triumph and goal never met
It slumps our wayward shoulders
Weak and brittle with the load
Falling for into our center
Our last defenses overrode
It slithers up the throat
Bile threatening the mouth
Lips trembling with fear
Now parting to the south
It finally finds our mind
It is over; we are lost
Desire has taken over
And we must have them, no matter the cost
Nov 5, 2012
Nov 5, 2012 at 3:00 PM UTC
They say when you are in a panicked state of mind you have to center yourself into the room in order to calm down
You were there one night
As my wildest emotions overrode me
You told me to count to 5 and it would all be over
Everything would be okay
1, 2, 3, 4... 5
It passed, those five seconds
They just
Passed
I began to use this method whenever I'd begin to go into an emotional frenzy
1, 2, 3, 4... 5
Things began to pass and I became to realize nothing could be bad forever
Especially after the countdown
Days passed between the two of us and things did not seem the same
As we sat in your car arguing about the little things
You said the words
"it's over, get out of my car"
I sat there
Shocked, panicked, so flooded with fear
So I began to count
1
you yelled at me, "STOP" you said
2
you wouldn't stop screaming "I'm done with this, I can't anymore"
3
you stopped screaming and began to pick up my purse and jacket to hand to me dismissing me from your car
4
you said "this will not pass"
5
it didn't
Mar 5, 2017
Mar 5, 2017 at 3:44 AM UTC
It caught me in its sticky web
It overrode my tongue
I lost control of what i said
And of the things I’d done
Sep 3, 2019
Sep 3, 2019 at 4:29 PM UTC
You have seen me at my worst
When life pulled me down to the lowest place
Yet not matter how far I have fallen
Hesitation never finds your embrace
I have written many poems about
The way you make me feel
But most of them were focused on
Wounds that have since healed
This time I want my words to show
How grateful I am to have you here
I know with my bad attitude
Admiration is not always clear
I said "I hate you" when I was younger
More times than anybody should
I didn't understand your restrictions
My feet never walked where you stood
You knew I didn't really mean it
Love unwavering through my rage
I'm sure you've spoken the same exact words
To your own mother when you were that age
I think you nag because you care
But lack another way to express
What you don't realize is that you would
Get better results if you ******* less
You deserve a daughter who makes you proud
Not one who barely gets by
But at least I am honest about my problems
Instead of feeding you a happy lie
You accept me with my many flaws
Still praise the mess that I became
I am lucky because most people I know
Wouldnt be able to say the same
You have always done the best you can
No matter how great the sacrifice
To see me succeed and fulfill my potential
You would gladly pay any price
Thank you for staying up all night
To make me a costume for school
You put in blood, sweat, spit, and tears
Just so I could feel cool
You would bake me cookies
When we had parties in class
Without seeking validation
You just wanted me to pass
And I remember the time my teacher called
Because I had broken the dress code
You showed up and gave him a piece of your mind
Until his decision was overrode
You've always fought for my best interests
You'll forever have my back
On my side even when I'm in the wrong
Defending qualities I lack
I could never explain how grateful I am
To have a mom as amazing as you
Supportive, protective, and nurturing
Caring and thoughtful too
I hope one day I can prove myself
Mistakes I promise to ammend
All the effort you put in raising me
Was worth it in the end
Oct 31, 2020
Oct 31, 2020 at 6:09 AM UTC
Broken Arrow had an aim , Broken Arrow never wanted it to end , Broken Arrow was merely a person with hope that got trodden with time ,
It was suppose to reach its aim , but hardships overrode it. It got broken through life.
Mar 7, 2015
Mar 7, 2015 at 11:34 AM UTC
Hours in the rain,
Trying to feign,
Smiles and frowns,
But could never drown, in your pain.
You ceased to be,
And I couldn't foresee,
Things happening around,
Silence was the only sound.
Should I be or not be,
I couldn't set my mind on thee,
Inconclusive was the answer,
All you wanted was to check my grammar,
I saw that smile in your eye,
It matched the purple in the sky.
No, is not the intention,
Neither is yes the solution,
Somewhere in between I hang,
Delusional is the yin and yang,
'I saw a magical creature, mom',
Yelped the kid across town.
I wish I could forge,
The look in your retinal gorge,
Simple exuberance overrode,
The bridge we forgot to erode.
You cannot just overlook,
The hardship we undertook,
In this apocalyptic,
And ever so cryptic,
This absolute reality, so majestic.
And I forget to mention who,
You!
Just you.
Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 3:37 AM UTC
Shall I compare thee to a sunny day?
Our slow, bright morning starts blurring at nine,
Back to those dew-polished grass where we lay,
Your gentle fingers intertwine with mine
But hold on, what do they feel like again?
Were they soft, dry, or calloused, I forgot,
They overrode themselves with muscle pain
And the romance runs thinner than I thought:
I stare at space knowing I can’t be yours,
While you take over the physical me,
The only sense I felt was that of floors,
Blurring the edges of its boundary…
‘Tis too hard, no love weighs more than I recall,
Perhaps I wasn’t meant to write sonnets after all.
Mar 18, 2024
Mar 18, 2024 at 12:26 PM UTC
I loved a girl once
She was everything I ever wished for
She knew how to brighten my days
Knew how to make me smile even when it was hard to beat the frown
I loved a girl once
We took photos and kept them in an album
Each time she was away
I could look at them and imagine she was near
I loved a girl once
She told me she loved me back
Did she?
My jealousy overrode me all the time
My mind was an architect of insecurities
And so each bright day got dark
Like our love flame was out of fuel
I loved a girl once
Yes I loved her
But that love was short lived
She walked away from me and never looked back
For reasons unclear
Only left me with questions
Was it love?
If it was, was it true or fake
Because it withered so fast without the sun even being harsh on it.
Jun 15, 2021
Jun 15, 2021 at 12:04 PM UTC
Our bodies overrode
Every last reasonable thought
A ring encircled your finger
But our love could never be bought
I backed you up against the wall
Passion surging as lips collided
I poured my soul into that kiss
The beat of my heart could not be silent
I ascended into the stratosphere
As I descended further into madness
The more my lips tasted your every paintbrush
The more residue adorned my canvas
Months went by in a single blink
Like a million lightning crashes
My hands explored your every inch
Until we were blind from all the flashes
Bitemarks and dripping sweat
Lovesick lust burning through a fever
"I love you," was whispered in your ear
"I love you too," made me a believer
Wrapping your legs tightly around
As I ****** myself inside of you
I never once stopped to consider
The repercussions of our love's tattoo
You shattered me, tattered me
And tore me completely to shreds
But the way I ****** you, and loved you
We should have never left the bed
Jul 17, 2016
Jul 17, 2016 at 10:50 PM UTC