"poerty" poems
My soul is in angst,
craves writing desperate poerty.
To be ruled by chance,
love is hearts in anarchy.
I lust after a life that's full.
Emotion and mystery.
I'd hate it if it was dull
or ruled by destiny
Nov 20, 2014
Nov 20, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
when in doubt-i-hyphentate.
this-also prevents Microsoft-word
from capitializing my i-‘s when i-want them
to stay bite-sized humble pie,
but it still capitalizes
itself)
Microsoft word*
* big ‘m’ added by bill gates
misspelling it prevents this
micropoft word*
* i-am the best kind of rebel
i-refuse to be told how to write by anyone
gate-related or otherwise,
even if i-may occasionally **** myself
on paper, the rain will take it all off,
we shall all be healed.
we *will all be healed.
carried away from the squaggly
green/red/blue lines of a processor
which doesn”t understand: poerty so often is
sentence fragments and uncapitalized i-s
untied shoelaces in a dark boling alley,
my bad breath and watered down alcohol,
stains and the hours spent rubbing them,
sounds on a dead tv set, rubbing carpet in
your aunt’s living room,
i-can spell
things how
i-want to
poerty is fun
like this;
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 11:55 AM UTC
I want my body to be post-morden art
I want my actions to be guerilla theatre
I want all my words to be poerty
I want my reality to be surreal
I want my mouth to be a ampilfer for my heart.
I want to be a teacher
I want the world to know every part of me
I want you to know how i feel.
Oct 9, 2014
Oct 9, 2014 at 11:06 PM UTC
I thought that if I could
Walk away from poetry
Then I would be able
To stop looking at my
Life like it's broken..
I still see the wrong
That I have done
But now I see ways
To fix them.. :)
Thank you poetry
Jul 18, 2015
Jul 18, 2015 at 2:32 PM UTC
One more sunset;
what does it matter?
There n' gone,
unborn reborn.
Over and over.
Without a lick of sense,
or the luck of a four leaf clover.
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 3:26 PM UTC
The pain I see,
The pain I feel,
Hopeless minds & ignorance kills,
Trap by death but the blind can't see,
Soul full of wickedness,
Chained to the edomite tree,
Chosen by blood,
Cursed by name,
I wish you could feel & see the pain...
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 11:20 AM UTC