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Tristan Neve May 2010
No!
All is havok
All is pounce
Brush a bruise over your eye
You're filthy
*****'s eyes
Some men hit
Most men will split
Show them your good side
****
Then shower
Gravel built from monuments
In the catbox
The meat you eat
It has a funny flavour
Cars sure are fast
Say
All your words slurr
All your friends purr
Mud lava
Twig cities
Wonderous beings
****** gasses
Double as a president
Gore
And sublime bliss
A rock of ****
Space rock
Bile gravy over turkey
Make baby sleepy
Another night down
And another ***** in
Your body.
Jon Tobias Nov 2013
It's on them nights I drink alone. Find myself thinking of home. These beers bottle bones empty and shatter. Liquor lung sigh. Chest heavy like a white trash wind chime. Like a six pack of bud ice hanging from some fishing line. Hear them low notes bouncing of the lips in the wind. And maybe you worry, but ****, I'm fine to drive. And on those days when my gut isn't a gas tank for beer refilling at a pity party pit stop, I drive on love. Write love poems on phones before the ***** knocks me out. And sure, maybe my love makes as much sense as the words I slurr. And maybe my love is as unique as the crackheads needle in the haystack, but I'll still love you serious as a heart attack. Like a stroke... of genius... an epiphany about the realness of God. That maybe the story is flawed, but you're welcome to believe. And maybe I'm drunk right now, but I never meant to deceive. So kiss me with your break lights, while a pray to the slow light that I can live life like an old man feeding birds on a bench in the park. Got nothing else on his mind... just love... you maybe. And whatever you might think. I promise. I'm fine to drive
DISTURBIA
HYSTERIA
FOLDED
ROLLED IN THE BACK
OF MY EYELIDS FLUTTERED BY HAIL
BUT MY EYES DON'T BLINK
DRIED LIKE CONCREAT CRACKED
OPEN
FROM TEARS OVERDONE READNESS
CONTAGIOUS
IN MOUNT OLYMPUS
PALE LIKE*******
IT CONTAINS YOU
LIKE EVAPORATION
I CRAWL WHILE I
SLURR THE LIFE OF MY EYES
LIKE
CHECKING ON INTO IMMAGRATION
BOBB MY HEAD BACK
AND TWIST OPEN THE CAP OF EVERY BLOOD FLOW BEHIND THE SOCKET
AND IT GOES
IT FLOWS
LET GO
LOOSE LIKE A **** TO HER KNEES
PLEASE YOU
ME
INTO YOU
INTO ME
IN MY EYES
STAY OPEN
CAN'T PUT THEM
TO SLEEP
AND SHEEP DON'T COME ROUND HERE NO MORE AND MY SIGHT KEEP SEEING METEPHORES
OF HUMOR FORMING
INTO EVERY TRICK PLAYING OPTICAL ILLUSION
YOU WERE

...AN ILLUSION

CREATING MADNESS
AND THE CORE OF MY HAIR ROOT RAISNG SKIN DEEPINING ICE BURGE SKIN FROZEN
THE BECONS ABOUVE THE SKULL TOP SPITTIN OUT PELE'S LAVA MELTING BURNING
TEARING APPART
THIS MASSACRE OF MY HEART
AND I AM LEFT TO HARVEST
HARBOR
WHAT'S LEFT OF THE UGLINESS IN MY EYE

(INCREDIBLE INK- TEAM JAGUAR HAWAII )
© Copyright 2014 S.T. Parish CSP Rebel of Eden
What life had given me, was worth a lesson to overcome, my blindness.
Brandon Edwards Aug 2015
She was like coffee.
So hot,
So brown.

She was like coffee.
So sweet,
So fresh.

Her coffee was the best,
Her coffee was the best.

She smelled of many things.
Her body like almonds and honey,
Her hair like strawberries and kiwi.
I inhaled it all as i stared at her.
Her shirt kept up by spaghetti straps.
It showed skin although it was nothing to revealing.
All that was exposed was her arms,
Her shoulder,
Her collarbone,
Her neck,
But that was all I needed.
That's all it took to cause the gears to turn and my body to burn.
That's all it took to make me long for the feel of her warm surface.
I wanted her.
So bad and so much,
That I wanted to run my hands up from her fingertips to her shoulders,
Just so they could move down her body.
She had me,
Locked and lost in deep thoughts of lust.
Under her spell I was caught.
Under her spell I was held prisoner to my own carnal desires.
See I dreamt once,
Of hugging her from behind.
My arms around her waist,
Whispering only the sweetest nothing's in her ear,
And now that dream is here.
We finally stand with our bodies demanding to be touched.
Finally extending our connection.
We stimulate each others sense of touch in every way.
We play,
Pulling each other closer to a ****** with each giggling moan.
Her body I own and it is shown,
Through each time my hands lay on her her body shudders.
Her words slurr through partial stutters,
And her back defies gravity as it bends upwards,
But she owns me too.
I will forever cling to her taste,
So sweet and pure I hope there's more in-store.
My taste buds tingle at the thought of her.

She was like coffee.
I became addicted to her caffeine.

She was like coffee.
Simply delicious and delightful.

Her coffee was the best,
Her coffee was the best.
Sunny Johnson Sep 2011
I'm opening my eyes,
I'm perking up my ears
I'm lifting up my nose,
I'm holding in the tears

I'm opening my hands
I'm reaching out to see
It's getting hard to stand
I've never been so free

Free of you and free of me
Free of this and all I see
I close my eyes slowly
My breath comes in rolling

Lifting my chest slightly
All this contemplating
Is ever so lightly
Reverberating

Slowly down
Deeply close
All this sound
Is so morose

Before I open my eyes
Can you promise me something
That I'll never hear you lie
Can you hear my heart drumming

May I see you for who you are
And not who you put on to be
May you be that thing so far
Away from all it is I see

May I never have to open
My eyes to see you that again
The old house we built is broken
My solitude may never end

It is time to build something new
Something that will stand so true
And hold us both and then you'll see
That you too my friend can be free

I promise you today
That if your tongue will stay
I can show you more
Than you've seen before

And as we continue on this path
Weaving something, hard to graft
I tell you it will last us long
Longer than the endless song

The one I hear when I see you,
Without the talking, just so true
As to show me more than words can say
And carry me somewhere today

Somewhere you have forgotten long
The melody to a drifting song
Coming from a far off place
Losing strength, losing pace

When I reach for you and hold
Your face in my hands I'm sold
But when it is all just up to you
Things start falling deep into

This endless chaos I feel right now
Is more than I can feel somehow
And when I'm happy you aren't here
To see that there is naught to fear

When all there is, is more than enough
Smoothing the face of once a rough
Mountainside made of stone
This sea has washed away the one

The one thing that I may have held
Closely to that drumming heart
May these words just be felt
For not an ending but the start

The start to something real and raw
Something breathing, pounding slowly
All of this, not what I saw
But what lives in me and is now growing

Like a sprout from winters ground
It has taken such a profound
Place in my heart a shining warmth
And never again will you feel torn

Never again will things just blur
When people talk as their words slurr
Just close your eyes and remember
That little sprout from that December

The part of me left cold and lifeless
Is now reaching out and making this
More than gold or something priceless
More than all that was, can be, or is

My eyes elude me as do you
May you both forget this sleuth
Someone who has found the truth
Lifting from all death a youth

You're face is made of frozen clay
Still it's not all I've to say
To be alone is to live
To stay with you is to give

My life for something small and fragile
My strife for someone falling and I'll
Never tell you yes, I say
Especially not today

Now you're gone my mind is free
The calm after a storm you see
Is better than the calm before
And more inviting still for sore

Hearts that float among debri
They may be gone but now they're free
And if it takes my heart to stay
I'll never do it, oh no way

I'll close my eyes and run away
Samantha Steele Nov 2012
What more can you do
Than sit there and watch the family unit fall apart
See family stumble and slurr everywhere they go
Watch their minds turn to mush
See them become shells of who they were
You sit there and look at them and think off all the good memories you have and then you blink and they fall down and say awkward things that don't fit the moment
And your heart breaks because you dont know how to help, what to do
And you cry because they didn't even remember their own niece
What a happy family we are.
kyle Shirley Jan 2016
Mind is flustered, with silly emotions.
Body is clustered, with progressive motions.

Lick your lips, tease my eyes.
I do flips, you dont care for my cries.

We share lustful touch, mood swings slurr.
I kiss you in clutch, vision starts to blurr.

After we conclude, you leave with regret.
I get defensive and rude, leaving should be a safe bet.

Id rather you stay and build us, there's more to learn here.
I won't go without a fuss, for this I know is clear.
I hope to see you again, in the day this time. This is where we begin, I'll end this poem in a rhyme.
Luna Elora May 2015
I don't know your true intention.
While I'm playing Red Dead Redemption.
You seem to make me smile in a way nobody else can.
I just mean....what the **** man?
Your attitude changed so abruptly.
I don't know what I did.
But you think the only way to feel better about your situation, is to drown yourself in alcohol.
***** preferred.
Just to make your thoughts slurr.
In a blur.
And put your head in a spin.
This isn't how you win.
Our love is like the Joker and Harlequin.
We're both clowns.
But your emotions aren't a joke.
I can't let you choke.
As I suffocate on my own tears.
You supply all of my fears.
For you, Jerry.
Rachel Giudici Feb 2014
and every time you say i love you
my soul aches vulnerable and whispers its secret
tickling my veins with staccato laughter
pulsating my heart with taunting palpitations
...too
and when i hear the slurr of La leave your cracked lips and the sensuous caress of the Vvvv against your tongue as your soprano voice decrescendos into a forgotten essence of beautiful sound, I breathe to hold my breath to let your music resonate in the quite rhythm of your inhale, exhale
...too
and
every manically scratched line in the etch-a-sketch patterns of my hand
every strand of tousled hair
every flutter of my feather duster eyelashes
every scribbled freckle upon every cell of skin
every taste bud adorning my tongue
every part of my being...too
i love you
VentEmotion Jun 2014
You decided and now you are Leaving
Chock hold on me and left tight Breathing.

No urge to wake ,its me n Gloomy night
tossin n turnin with no lift to flight.

i decticated all when i could of held back
Till this life settle down n happines i lack

Loosing seconds with out u is timeless
Life is a slurr when your are minuss

Negative on my account n cant replace
But reality so seroius i cut the chase

Knowing me n him we make each other
Now ur gone n i fragile like a feather.

Waiting for the return is a long way to go
While a fresh start is fully dressed at my door.
Any suggestions for a title ?
Daisy Fields Jan 2016
you are a fucken ******
wherever i go
whatever i do
you find me
or i'll find you

you are smothering me
like honey drowning a bee
or a boat eaten by sea
i can't breathe
i can't breathe

you are holding me back
like a slow heart-attack
or a large sidewalk crack
it's your knack
it's your knack

you are creepin me out
you are making me doubt
every swear, every slurr,
ever word you spit out

i can't shake the unease
your a sneak & a skeez
i can't stomach the ****
that you drop at my knees

you're a mess
you're obsessed
all you do is oppress
you disgust
have no trust
see your face if i must

but you scare me
and you wear me
and i don't think
that you'd spare me
standing at the cold end
i know you'd pull me in
teenageoverdose Mar 2015
I am swimming, in drunk regrets and unreasonable demons.
I have lost my voice and sense of time..
I try to capture the essence of life but I wind up at your door.
My eyes filled with love and regret.
My breath filled with drunken heart ache.
I slumber, I slouch, I slurr words i normally can pronounce.
My eyes red as the blood seeping through my lips.
I find it a battle to let my battered fists hit the door you hide behind.
This time I will change.. I promise.. I couldn't tell you I meant it but I thought it.
I found myself sitting on your porch step, head in hands crying..
I know it's unreasonable, my actions to leave unthinkable but tonight..
Tonight I need you more than I need to breathe.
Can I work up the courage to possibly have the door slam in my face.
I'm already broken so what will that change?.
I just need you in my arms before one last time.
Mercury Mar 2019
Looks are special.
Words are special.
But can words be twisted to feel like a devil?
Are looks and words even on the same level?
Avoiding tears that flow like a river
The truth is that love, could make a man shiver
A kiss, a lie, making the lips quiver
He was never a taker, only a giver.
Why does the body crave attention?
But shuts down and empties when your name is never mentioned.
I too have been there, I too have cried
I too have felt like my soul just...Died.
Gave up on him.
Gave up on her.
Just pick your poison which wine do you prefer?
After your drink it your vision starts to blurr, you start hearing voices and your words start to slurr.
The looks .
The words.
Your mind it stirs.
Hatred and love, opposites occur.
Ahh...
sandra wyllie Jan 2019
I can not be discovered.
There's evidence.
Hide them/hide them
Where?
In the cabinet
Above the refrigorator
No one will look in there.
Act cool; don't talk; you'll slurr
Everything will be a blurr
Don't stand; you'll sway
Everything will be ok
Owen Alasdor Jul 2016
I’ll slurr my poetikss
I’ll ruin my rhymess
I’ll even diminish Shakesspeeare to be
Achieving what is all thoughtfully mine.
In the image of a whisper shout.
The verdicts in...
The written script
Of perfect sin... of pillow clouds
Turbulence and turbin men
The versci learned from
dinner crowds.....
Renuka turned the term
From cultural deception
To every Hindu learned the inner proud.... determination of
Reincarnation
Is a universal cloud
Of turning earth and worthy sand
Jnto persons
Inhabited by mother sermon and written down
Bodies in a earthly have
Thirsts by a purpose now... blessed by father Allah... the soul... that curls in metamorphosis
Like baby worm
To butterfly to burning shroud
Turned the **** around

The plant of Moses
And Joseph
The chosen walk of good men
Carrying a task
That the earth may drown
Of all the Sheppard indowd the mercy
Sound
The curtain slams..
And naji staff slams hurled down
Andevery soul on earth has our mercy now....
But once just once interpret christ to judge another
And ill unfurl my drowning
Swirl of girl untill you slurr your words under bursting mounds
Of dirt and burning clouds
Of smoke to swerve in serpent
Scourge... to learn you quick
So no man eill turn me down...
Oh yeah

He's the word around

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