"stail" poems
wee ribbit, hoppin, daftie beastie
a rebber baind is in tha breastie
thou needs but waindie baindie up
and off tha hop
i *** be laith to rin an chase thee
tha niver stop
wee hoppin freggie tha smal laigs
is baitter spring than sailver stail
but i wud giv ye this advaice:
dinna tak a chance
some think tha laigs a taestie meal
dinna *** ta france
nu laieth flattie en the wa'
laik paice o' paeper gon astra'
nae mair tha hoppin in the aer
sae daft an barmy
the ainly fewture fair thee now
is origami
Dec 30, 2011
Dec 30, 2011 at 1:21 AM UTC
Missunderstood medicine man
plant and herbs tight in hand
veggies fruits and and tobaco plants
from tribe to civilized
plants are disected and pillized
while open awake to thrive
pharm free eating pots of honey hive
theres many that help and many that ail
tabaco dipped for death
hospitals smell stail
steel and lumber companies say hemp noway
that stuff is the devils kept
hemp went away because of that day
its back to wear and eat but not to smoke
what is this some kind of ******* joke
Dec 16, 2011
Dec 16, 2011 at 10:19 PM UTC
When I see her
All the street lights fade a little
And Her clarity is the only thing i notice
She has this way about her
Like
When she wakes up with bedhead
Grumpy and Confined
I think she is an angel
No a goddess, but not aphrodite
Rather, She is the Athena
Strong willed with temperament
When we are out together
Nothing else matters
Okay well maybe getting there on time and paying attention to the road
But i digress
Her words sing to me as if a siren on a lost beach
And I want to be enveloped in her waves
We go together
Like two awkward and odd looking puzzle pieces,
seemingly different yet when they find each other,
they interlock with the strength of armies
If she was a song
Id play her on repeat for the rest of my life
No matter how annoying it would end up getting
If she was an outfit
She would be my favorite pair of shorts I wear 3 days in a row and wash once a week
Never leaving the Laundry room as i have no pants on
If She was anything
She could be barbed wire and i'd stail want to hold her
A fire and i'd let her burn me out into the ashes, kindling me like our love for eachother
If only
If only she was mine
Aug 12, 2016
Aug 12, 2016 at 8:26 PM UTC
Thats your best guess?!
Pain in my chest, god bless,
Your messy head is geting stail,
My coffin is glued with ceramic nails,
Guessing mad, liquid melt,
Goin' through the dress, stress,
Touching, I Softly caress,
Wind is falling of the sky high,
You unravel like a blooming rose,
****** is your daily dose of hope,
Drunk **** making lunch in a box,
Blood bullets flying, cript stamp
Your mama dying of lying,
Similar to bus crash,
Your mind bum-busts,
Crack mesh, concuss' en,
'normious blunt run,
Wall blam!
Sham sham,
Your are dead wrong & done.
Jun 7, 2017
Jun 7, 2017 at 8:55 AM UTC
In bed, stuck.
Limbs are numbs, I feel nothing...
Only pain surging.
A slow bolt of emotions and lonely feelings.
Oversensitive and pouring my eyes out every moment I feel my eyes get wet.
I want to do, nothing.
No will, energy lack.
Motivation is zero, I feel lethargic, tired of everything.
I ask, why must I suffer and go through this pain?
A toxic neurotic ***** for a mom, and no way out of this mess.
I say to myself, tomorrow I need to wake up and study, maybe apply for some jobs.
Nothing.
I still wake up only to go back to sleep again.
No action to strive.
Down at the bottom of the pit.
I've lost, become nothing, and want nothing.
Passion and desire all lost.
Nihilistic and no point to give a ****
Gone.
**** you all.
I want to die in this darkness.
The loneliness and exhaustion takes over.
I want to stay in bed all day.
Do nothing.
I'm dead.
Pure nihilism until my corspe begins to rot, ripened and turned to ash and soil.
Nothing but dread.
I want **** all.
I want to die.
Keeping my curtains closed, away from the sun and light.
No hope and no will.
My soul has enclosed.
I don't know what to do anymore, what I want to do anymore.
I don't want to do anything actually.
I want to just lie here, and wait to die...
Slowly, but surely.
I hate my family, I want nothing to do with those fake narcissistic spineless cowards with souls that stink of stail ****** protruding ***** 🤢
I have to money, nowhere to go.
No motivation and passion to get me going.
I am like the grinch, the joker, Harley Quinn, the raven, catwoman, and a lion all in one.
However, now I am nothing.
Not even human.
Not even breathing.
All I want is someone to connect with deeply.
I've been alone for so long I don't even know how to get attached to anyone.
I stay completely detached and alienated.
Completely isolated and away from people.
People only make me feel more lonely.
I only want that one person who understands.
I don't want worthless fools of Shallow ****** people to even try to understand me.
I like to be not understood.
How can you expect a big foot to fit into a small shoe?
It never will unless you break your ****** ugly toes.
Or, get a bigger size.
My point exactly.
People are so ****** obsessed with me and my energy.
I want nothing to do with any of them.
They can't help but pry, and stalk, and watch my every motive like a hawk.
It's ****** head drilling!!
Stay the **** away!!!
I only want one person, the person who is for me and only me.
I don't give a **** about anyone else
Apr 4, 2022
Apr 4, 2022 at 12:32 PM UTC