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i don't watch home movies hate them reason being because when i was young i was looking for a movie my mother had recorded for me and accidentally put one in the vcr that i'm not sure i was supposed to see i know the obvious response *"uh oh, **** sorry to disappoint they were only marked with dates   1991 on live television montel williams asks my father *"how can you just throw your child away like a piece of trash?"*    1994 i spend so much time in the emergency room that my parents stop penciling in growth marks on the frame of my bedroom door i always thought it was because they believed i would never grow out of this sickness sometimes i believe the reason that they never bought me a dream catcher was because they never thought i'd live long enough to see them come true    1996 i am eliminated from a spelling bee because i didn't know the 'dad' is silent in 'family'    2013 before i got into poetry i used to do standup none of my jokes were funny one of the other comics tells me my skits are dry sometimes sad he says *"why don't you joke about something like your family?"* so i say *"i never wore any sunblock because i didn't want anything to keep me from my father"* i say *"what do you call christmas without lights or heat?"* before he has a chance to answer i say *"1997. better yet why don't you make like a dad and leave"*    2014 every time we drive past the hospital my mother reminds me how much it cost to save my life like she'd rather have her money back she doesn't have to say that sometimes she wishes it was me who had died instead of my brother i can hear it in the way she says "love you" sometimes i imagine that if i were to die that she would pick out a casket for a child because she never loved the person i became yesterday i told my father how close i'd been to suicide lately and he said *"that's my boy, livin on the edge.."* and i can't remember if i laughed or cried
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Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 2:59 PM UTC
there are only dates
i don't watch home movies hate them reason being because when i was young i was looking for a movie my mother had recorded for me and accidentally put one in the vcr that i'm not sure i was supposed to see i know the obvious response *"uh oh, **** sorry to disappoint they were only marked with dates   1991 on live television montel williams asks my father *"how can you just throw your child away like a piece of trash?"*    1994 i spend so much time in the emergency room that my parents stop penciling in growth marks on the frame of my bedroom door i always thought it was because they believed i would never grow out of this sickness sometimes i believe the reason that they never bought me a dream catcher was because they never thought i'd live long enough to see them come true    1996 i am eliminated from a spelling bee because i didn't know the 'dad' is silent in 'family'    2013 before i got into poetry i used to do standup none of my jokes were funny one of the other comics tells me my skits are dry sometimes sad he says *"why don't you joke about something like your family?"* so i say *"i never wore any sunblock because i didn't want anything to keep me from my father"* i say *"what do you call christmas without lights or heat?"* before he has a chance to answer i say *"1997. better yet why don't you make like a dad and leave"*    2014 every time we drive past the hospital my mother reminds me how much it cost to save my life like she'd rather have her money back she doesn't have to say that sometimes she wishes it was me who had died instead of my brother i can hear it in the way she says "love you" sometimes i imagine that if i were to die that she would pick out a casket for a child because she never loved the person i became yesterday i told my father how close i'd been to suicide lately and he said *"that's my boy, livin on the edge.."* and i can't remember if i laughed or cried
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**i'm in a dangerous state of mind with no care for living this life where human emotions are traded for less than a pack of rubbers but you didn't even use those so how much did i truly mean when the push came to shove and grinding hips with moaning lips that whispered, screamed, and cried his name on the night you ****** my heart away where loyalty takes a literal backseat to pleasure and a long term relationship is laughing stock material ha ha standup, ain't i funny to look for something more than this but i would choke on my own tongue before i'd speak bad of you my backstabbing lover unfaithful friend i hope to god it he was worth it the cost was more than just tears but blood spray on the bathroom mirror and an empty place where i once used to love permanently empty i can't find the will to care more than a few half-hearted, correct that, heartless obscenities muttered under my breath with ****** on my mind a 3:30am fantasy to help dull the pain that i should be feeling maybe i'm just a pessimist, fatalist, cynical, and negative but my lack of surprise cuts the most lied to by my mind for those two months of my life that i thought i had it all better to have loved and lost but even better to **** it all and just go out with your name on my lips and your lies in my heart i hope you think of me when you're with him that you choke on your tears plagued with the worst emotions and loss a better killer than any gun**
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Dec 14, 2012
Dec 14, 2012 at 9:48 PM UTC
Cheater - A Rant
imagine a big dragon Are you doing it? "ye" what color is it? "b-blue and yellow" Blue and yellow. Cute! Isss it big as godzilla? "no, it's smaller likee the size of a horse" Dats a smol dragon I like him. "its not smallllllllllll a smol dragon would be like, a neck dragon hes big, just not hugeeeeeee" Ohhhh okay. He's a big dragon, but not huge. His teeth are like little point pearls do you see how shiny they are? and pink "why are his teeth pink" They are pearls. "but pearls are white" then his toofers are white. "gooood good hygeine" Mhmm One of those pearls in his dragon maw his little baby toofeers thats you "why?" because than you can fly with him everywhere. Just imagine looking down through his mouth at the cityyy as he flyyyys and sitting all nestled in his lip Blue and yellow leather He could sing you storiessss and brushes his toofers so his breath would be warm but not stinky "gooooooooooooooooooood! awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhh :3" "My small tenant" He says to you. as you crawl out of his gum and walk out onto his tongue. What is your dragon houses name? "his name is roxy" He's making a very silly face, sticking his tongue out and crossing his eyes to talk to you he sounds silly too talking with his tongue out "Welcome Home. " "i loveeeeee" Roxy the Blue and yellow Horse sized Dragon House. "Ready to slide?" he asks you "alwayyyyyyyyyyys" he swallows you it's very slippery and fun! like a water slide And is warm, but not smelly becaus he brushes his teeth you fly over muscles and liquids and tongue and land on a biiiig trampoline You can hear Roxy from all around you, quite loud "Having fun, my tennant?" You are the small size, or a dragons tooth. "good :3" "uh oh!" He cries you see fire from his back it's zooming towards you! "nooooooooooo run awaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy" You run up towards his tongue and trip into the sticky icky The fire is warm and tingles oup your back then is over and you standup, the back of your clothes all burnt off and your front all sticky icky "I'm sorry, tennant" "I sneezed" "its oki roxy." Roxy fashions their tongue like a staircase for you to come back outside "daddy? Im sleepy... Can we finish the story tomorrow night?" me too Babygurl. ^^ Yes we can "yay!!!!!!!" Good night "ninighht daddy. sleeeepppppp well. i love you" I love you too baby girl ^^ Sweet dreams. You curl up in roxys empty tooth spot, he covers you in his blanket tongue. it is warm. but not stinky. and you drift soft to sleep "Good night, Tenant" "I love you" "i love you ttooo roxy."
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Mar 19, 2017
Mar 19, 2017 at 11:32 AM UTC
Roxy, the Dragon.
imagine a big dragon Are you doing it? "ye" what color is it? "b-blue and yellow" Blue and yellow. Cute! Isss it big as godzilla? "no, it's smaller likee the size of a horse" Dats a smol dragon I like him. "its not smallllllllllll a smol dragon would be like, a neck dragon hes big, just not hugeeeeeee" Ohhhh okay. He's a big dragon, but not huge. His teeth are like little point pearls do you see how shiny they are? and pink "why are his teeth pink" They are pearls. "but pearls are white" then his toofers are white. "gooood good hygeine" Mhmm One of those pearls in his dragon maw his little baby toofeers thats you "why?" because than you can fly with him everywhere. Just imagine looking down through his mouth at the cityyy as he flyyyys and sitting all nestled in his lip Blue and yellow leather He could sing you storiessss and brushes his toofers so his breath would be warm but not stinky "gooooooooooooooooooood! awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwhhhhhhhhh :3" "My small tenant" He says to you. as you crawl out of his gum and walk out onto his tongue. What is your dragon houses name? "his name is roxy" He's making a very silly face, sticking his tongue out and crossing his eyes to talk to you he sounds silly too talking with his tongue out "Welcome Home. " "i loveeeeee" Roxy the Blue and yellow Horse sized Dragon House. "Ready to slide?" he asks you "alwayyyyyyyyyyys" he swallows you it's very slippery and fun! like a water slide And is warm, but not smelly becaus he brushes his teeth you fly over muscles and liquids and tongue and land on a biiiig trampoline You can hear Roxy from all around you, quite loud "Having fun, my tennant?" You are the small size, or a dragons tooth. "good :3" "uh oh!" He cries you see fire from his back it's zooming towards you! "nooooooooooo run awaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyy" You run up towards his tongue and trip into the sticky icky The fire is warm and tingles oup your back then is over and you standup, the back of your clothes all burnt off and your front all sticky icky "I'm sorry, tennant" "I sneezed" "its oki roxy." Roxy fashions their tongue like a staircase for you to come back outside "daddy? Im sleepy... Can we finish the story tomorrow night?" me too Babygurl. ^^ Yes we can "yay!!!!!!!" Good night "ninighht daddy. sleeeepppppp well. i love you" I love you too baby girl ^^ Sweet dreams. You curl up in roxys empty tooth spot, he covers you in his blanket tongue. it is warm. but not stinky. and you drift soft to sleep "Good night, Tenant" "I love you" "i love you ttooo roxy."
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My body sinks smoothly Into the curves of your mattress As I wait for you to crawl in beside me Among the clouds we shift repeatedly Apparently soft beds don’t promote cuddling Netflix plays in the background Some standup comedy for background noise But we are not here to chill The lining of your bra creeps from beneath your crop top Black lace against your pale skin And my fingertips can’t help but graze the intricate designs And trace the edges along your soft skin While I always think you’re **** I am not trying to ****** you I simply cannot get over How someone can be so perfect And how so many ****** humans Could look at you and touch you Hear you and connect with you Yet somehow couldn’t love you. But I’m also glad they didn’t Because I could do this forever.
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Sep 3, 2017
Sep 3, 2017 at 3:16 AM UTC
No Chill Zone
Don’t you see the absurdity? The cruelty of it all. That you’re supposed to standup Every time you fall **** that **** I say Stay on the ****** ground Keep your ****** head down And don’t make a ******* sound Lest that they should see you They’ll insist that you join in Next thing you know you’re playing And you can never win You’ll scramble for the surface Like a sewer rat on **** You’ll have to fight them everyday Right up until your death So keep that chin there lowered As if enthralled by your own crotch Only look up to kiss her lips Or order one more scotch Stay dumb to those surrounding Keep them need to know The less they’ll interrupt you So you might enjoy the show
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Mar 28, 2019
Mar 28, 2019 at 6:07 PM UTC
Fight you devils! I hate peace!
The Internet, for a good helping of the American demographic, is the highest-rated of sanctuaries. I use "sanctuary" in a filthy and blatantly pornographic manner, for every time we post on our nicotine-scented Facebooks that we're "so ******* bored" we "could die," there's at least one other hand snaking you along those fetishes you stash beneath your sleeve like black silk underwear; and no matter what you do, nothing will explain away those two consecutive Youtube videos: "Black muscle man in blue thong" followed spontaneously by "12 year old boy sings Judy Garland!", each, to the innocent bystander, juxtaposed like two opposing ****** in one ****** up candy shop. The grotesque meat show, always the same introduction, always right on time with the churn churn churning of his loneliness his rage his silence onto those sheets with no regard for the family and friends of fibers. It used to be hilarious, perfect lunch table standup, but once you learn that with *** there might be signs of love in the decipherable thrusting, that a plot is swimming helplessly in the oceanic camouflage of loveless living, sticky hands can really start to sting.
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Apr 29, 2010
Apr 29, 2010 at 10:54 AM UTC
Loneliness
A recent BBC Headline reads: US orders ban on trans-fats. In a day when fat-discrimination has been thought to have stopped, the US is discriminating against the fine and upstanding obese community. Eliminating trans-fats from food will save lives by preventing heart attacks, but it will also eliminate fat jokes, which will set back standup comedy for years to come. Health experts say that Americans continue to consume too much foods with trans-fats, even with trans-fats information labeled on food; in scientific studies done by Dr. Kazuo Takitani, research shows that Americans "Do Not Give A **** about their health due to entitlement and fatty privilege. Taking trans-fats out of food will reduce coronary heart disease, but it will also make fat people who are stupid more confident, not necessarily smarter. Supporters of French Fries have taken to the streets and are calling on President Obama to stop the War on trans-fats. The Obama administration has responded with a statement in regards to the trans-fat crisis, and have said, "Go To The Gym." Obese people are in danger of becoming skinny, and already the obese population of the United States, are hoarding Cheetos and pizza rolls in their ***** packs, in order to stop the madness. In this day and age, health is a choice, skinny and **** people, the ones who are supporting the ban on trans-fats, do not know the irreparable damage they are doing to the fat American white male, who's narrative will always be ingrained in the American consciousness. A chubby boy named Paulie was interviewed earlier today as he was eating French fries and a large soda: "The government doesn't care about Fat people. We deserve better treatment. We matter. We exist. How am I supposed to survive without Mickey D's fries? Do I look like I can exercise? I'm moving to Canada." When Paulie was informed that Canada was strongly thinking about following in the US's footsteps, Paulie suffered from food coma and passed out in his chair. The United States is slowly turning towards becoming healthy and fi; many people oppose this trend, while others embrace it; all that can be said is that change will shocking, can give some people a new perspective on life. Stay tuned for more details. Now here's Marcus with today's weather report.
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May 18, 2016
May 18, 2016 at 1:45 AM UTC
Breaking Headline: A Must Read
A recent BBC Headline reads: US orders ban on trans-fats. In a day when fat-discrimination has been thought to have stopped, the US is discriminating against the fine and upstanding obese community. Eliminating trans-fats from food will save lives by preventing heart attacks, but it will also eliminate fat jokes, which will set back standup comedy for years to come. Health experts say that Americans continue to consume too much foods with trans-fats, even with trans-fats information labeled on food; in scientific studies done by Dr. Kazuo Takitani, research shows that Americans "Do Not Give A **** about their health due to entitlement and fatty privilege. Taking trans-fats out of food will reduce coronary heart disease, but it will also make fat people who are stupid more confident, not necessarily smarter. Supporters of French Fries have taken to the streets and are calling on President Obama to stop the War on trans-fats. The Obama administration has responded with a statement in regards to the trans-fat crisis, and have said, "Go To The Gym." Obese people are in danger of becoming skinny, and already the obese population of the United States, are hoarding Cheetos and pizza rolls in their ***** packs, in order to stop the madness. In this day and age, health is a choice, skinny and **** people, the ones who are supporting the ban on trans-fats, do not know the irreparable damage they are doing to the fat American white male, who's narrative will always be ingrained in the American consciousness. A chubby boy named Paulie was interviewed earlier today as he was eating French fries and a large soda: "The government doesn't care about Fat people. We deserve better treatment. We matter. We exist. How am I supposed to survive without Mickey D's fries? Do I look like I can exercise? I'm moving to Canada." When Paulie was informed that Canada was strongly thinking about following in the US's footsteps, Paulie suffered from food coma and passed out in his chair. The United States is slowly turning towards becoming healthy and fi; many people oppose this trend, while others embrace it; all that can be said is that change will shocking, can give some people a new perspective on life. Stay tuned for more details. Now here's Marcus with today's weather report.
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Pardon what I say But **** the system. When you have kids snapping against others hurting themselves Because these adults in charge can't understand that bullying is abuse. "There's nothing more I can do." ******** "It didn't happen here, so we can't help." You wouldn't anyway! I want to expose the fallacies. Tell the truth. The whole truth. The system is flawed. When you have kids killing themselves ending their own lives because some adult "couldn't" help? LIES. When you have kids snapping and hurting others killing others, and "no one saw it coming."? LIES. This **** hits home. Going through years of abuse by other people. "If you're not bleeding you're fine." Stop. Don't lie. If I'm not bleeding I'm fine? What? Tell that to the scars. Tell that to the blood that did fall. I caused the blood I caused the scars But do not say the hurt was my fault. DO NOT say that I should **** it up. DO NOT tell me some ******** about how it gets better. Because when this **** was happening do you think I looked forward? Do you think that I was hopeful full of wonder at the future? No. I was depressed. I know now that yea, it does get better. But when you tell a depressed person that it gets better they're stuck in the present maybe even the past Because looking forward all I saw was more pain and hurt on the way. The system is ****** And so are we. Society is ****** And so is our future. Unless we stand up. Fight against those who "don't see anything wrong" Show the truth For what it really is. No it's not pretty No it's not nice But yes it's the truth But yes, it is right.
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May 1, 2013
May 1, 2013 at 4:14 PM UTC
standup, the system
Pardon what I say But **** the system. When you have kids snapping against others hurting themselves Because these adults in charge can't understand that bullying is abuse. "There's nothing more I can do." ******** "It didn't happen here, so we can't help." You wouldn't anyway! I want to expose the fallacies. Tell the truth. The whole truth. The system is flawed. When you have kids killing themselves ending their own lives because some adult "couldn't" help? LIES. When you have kids snapping and hurting others killing others, and "no one saw it coming."? LIES. This **** hits home. Going through years of abuse by other people. "If you're not bleeding you're fine." Stop. Don't lie. If I'm not bleeding I'm fine? What? Tell that to the scars. Tell that to the blood that did fall. I caused the blood I caused the scars But do not say the hurt was my fault. DO NOT say that I should **** it up. DO NOT tell me some ******** about how it gets better. Because when this **** was happening do you think I looked forward? Do you think that I was hopeful full of wonder at the future? No. I was depressed. I know now that yea, it does get better. But when you tell a depressed person that it gets better they're stuck in the present maybe even the past Because looking forward all I saw was more pain and hurt on the way. The system is ****** And so are we. Society is ****** And so is our future. Unless we stand up. Fight against those who "don't see anything wrong" Show the truth For what it really is. No it's not pretty No it's not nice But yes it's the truth But yes, it is right.
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When you come away from home you can be one of many things: A **** A partyanimal A geek A talker A listener A doer A drinker A social recluse An alcohol abuser A hustler A bustler A fanatic A panicker A best friend waiting to be discovered A great lover in the cupboard The list goes on But we are all one thing: A fresher A newbie A greenhorn Streetfighters Run up quarterbacks Soldiers of Fortune. And I realise it can be hard With everything going on Trying everything new Trying to make friends We can sometimes get caught up And lose our field of vision. If I could give one piece of advice It would be: Be who you are. Standup for what you believe in – People always come round to respecting that If you don’t do shots Drink beer If you don’t like **** Pass on it in a dignified manner. I once knew a guy who lost his field of vision: He ended up firing a rifle out of a second-storey window Trying to hit the centre of the O’s on roadsigns. It might have been the exuberant amount of alcohol He had consumed that night. I just don’t know.
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Nov 11, 2011
Nov 11, 2011 at 3:47 PM UTC
Field of Vision
There is a hunger Like a gun to yr head Metal and cold Empty yr clip Personal ******** Egoic standup metaphysical ***** Pseudo spiritual people snakin in my garden Workin gets harder When you poet all the time Clock you don't know what it looks like A vague memory takes over me At the corner on 15th and Rockford I'm unheard and disturbed No it's not ok Know insanity like secondhand glove fit/spit atheists outta my mouth Now you know what god Tastes like Teeth know what gods about Molar spell Glamour silver Share gardens worth of rent/have bent knees to cold Chicago concrete Ask god She's listening With an open hand Walk Yr glistening sidewalk shine you concrete vision of glitter and litter You performance piece about ennui Sing Sinner Yr callouses Don't ask how ok I am We all got issues and I know you want a poem But all I got is tissues and I didn't mean to make you cry I jut wanted to remind you of the salt of life The stuff dreams are made of Homemade hair cloud spun Wicked sister come whisper In my ear drum Hum the chemical hymnals from our childhood Don't hide your big tooth Chew and chew and Chew Purposefully at the great growing complacency
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Oct 20, 2014
Oct 20, 2014 at 5:16 PM UTC
What G-d tastes like
When you standup for anything? Stand firm. Be firm for others won't like your plight. None, truly like Martin Luther King's protesting wrong. Yes, some within his race. Don't matter those saying things to your face. Who? Doesn't know the story of Jesus? The Kaepernick's affect holds weight to a few. And some lies in racial injustice. Which many whites can't seem to fathom. Black soldiers , who bravely fought during World War II? Came home with less respect. Similar to when they left. There's no pictures floating around with them seated with white Nazis like the white soldiers during that war. There's no photos of whites being hung from trees with smile by African American males. Oh, the history of blacks within America doesn't sit too well. This the part we not to mention to many at all. And this deals with white police officers and the press. Those that has it better can't admit injustice to others. So others, a majority of whites will cry loudly against Colin Kaepernick. But doing Vietnam, which race jumped quickly to avoid war by going to Canada. Does he has the right to protest? Yes, this is America. Is he right? Well, no rules exist to state he must stand when the anthem to play. We have seen whites burn the American flags. And hardly seen whites protect that!!!!! But once a black stands up to something. It's create havoc for a few. It's not a Nat Turner's Rebellion. It's just a protest by a genuine fella. Will it cost him? Probably? But somethings you must be willing to lose.
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Aug 30, 2016
Aug 30, 2016 at 8:07 AM UTC
The Kaepernick's Affect
When you standup for anything? Stand firm. Be firm for others won't like your plight. None, truly like Martin Luther King's protesting wrong. Yes, some within his race. Don't matter those saying things to your face. Who? Doesn't know the story of Jesus? The Kaepernick's affect holds weight to a few. And some lies in racial injustice. Which many whites can't seem to fathom. Black soldiers , who bravely fought during World War II? Came home with less respect. Similar to when they left. There's no pictures floating around with them seated with white Nazis like the white soldiers during that war. There's no photos of whites being hung from trees with smile by African American males. Oh, the history of blacks within America doesn't sit too well. This the part we not to mention to many at all. And this deals with white police officers and the press. Those that has it better can't admit injustice to others. So others, a majority of whites will cry loudly against Colin Kaepernick. But doing Vietnam, which race jumped quickly to avoid war by going to Canada. Does he has the right to protest? Yes, this is America. Is he right? Well, no rules exist to state he must stand when the anthem to play. We have seen whites burn the American flags. And hardly seen whites protect that!!!!! But once a black stands up to something. It's create havoc for a few. It's not a Nat Turner's Rebellion. It's just a protest by a genuine fella. Will it cost him? Probably? But somethings you must be willing to lose.
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The ground and I are good friends We have shared a few encounters The first encounter was when my Dad went to prepare our mansion in heaven with Angels I was only seven The second encounter was when we had to move from our house and town to live with Granny and Pops My mom's folks I experienced melancholy Little did I know that Melancholy signified my fourth encounter with the ground Pops He touched me made me roll the rubber down his manhood He put his ugly cigarette thick fingers in my cookie jar I was only nine That wasn't enough He would wake me up in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep and say Angel let us go watch the stars I wouldn't say no to watching stars that's my favorite thing to do especially late at night That's when my Fifth encounter with the ground occurred Pops told me that if I scream he will ensure that he throws myself and baby sister out I remembered that we had nowhere to go so I obeyed The ground and I became one at this point for nine years I didn't tell moms for I didn't wanna ruin her relationship with her folks She had business trips all the time to ensure that we have all we need Pops is dead anyways The sixth encounter was when moms told me she doesn't trust me That ripped me into microscopic pieces Luckily we are now good friends And the rest of encounters are when my "true loves" chopped my heart into cubes Oh there is encounter it happened when I found out that I have an extra year  in High School But now all is well I'm not afraid to fall For the ground and I are friends I always standup even if it takes years sometimes The fall made me who I am now
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Jun 26, 2016
Jun 26, 2016 at 3:12 AM UTC
The ground and I
The ground and I are good friends We have shared a few encounters The first encounter was when my Dad went to prepare our mansion in heaven with Angels I was only seven The second encounter was when we had to move from our house and town to live with Granny and Pops My mom's folks I experienced melancholy Little did I know that Melancholy signified my fourth encounter with the ground Pops He touched me made me roll the rubber down his manhood He put his ugly cigarette thick fingers in my cookie jar I was only nine That wasn't enough He would wake me up in the middle of the night when everyone is asleep and say Angel let us go watch the stars I wouldn't say no to watching stars that's my favorite thing to do especially late at night That's when my Fifth encounter with the ground occurred Pops told me that if I scream he will ensure that he throws myself and baby sister out I remembered that we had nowhere to go so I obeyed The ground and I became one at this point for nine years I didn't tell moms for I didn't wanna ruin her relationship with her folks She had business trips all the time to ensure that we have all we need Pops is dead anyways The sixth encounter was when moms told me she doesn't trust me That ripped me into microscopic pieces Luckily we are now good friends And the rest of encounters are when my "true loves" chopped my heart into cubes Oh there is encounter it happened when I found out that I have an extra year  in High School But now all is well I'm not afraid to fall For the ground and I are friends I always standup even if it takes years sometimes The fall made me who I am now
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I started writing I got asked what I was writing I told them my life Oh so you're writing a comedy I joked yeah it was suppose to be a suicide letter But it became my biography Everytime others ask I give them a different story I write monologue for my standup routine No one gets the joke I wonder if they are listening When I'm serious I get a laugh When I joke they take me serious Writing is my outlet Hoping one day I might be understood
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Feb 17, 2013
Feb 17, 2013 at 3:52 AM UTC
Writing
-Oh no She saunters by The air stiffens and falls, mountains bow, All kowtow, or at least they should -We’re not worthy She looks over her dominion She rules all that she sees None standup to contest She has me too, I confess -I like it She looks through me Another face Another peon Another nothing -HEY! -*…Place your hopes here my lad -No, I am better than this. She will see ****** LOOK AT ME* Not another tidbit for the Proverbial chopping block Her neck turns; time stops Clocks tick without their tock -We get so lonely Or is it for her? She tops me Swivels slowly, no stop A slow-mo accident waiting to be replayed -*Oh God please -Oh God no* She cuts the room in two, parallel lasers Heads roll and smile, they cheer for me -*You got this Tiger -Steady man, steady* She sees my eyes with hers Dull brown against the firing squad -Ready boys! Aim Her lips part, chest slightly rises loading the bullet She locks on her target and she never misses A bead of sweat rolls on past It asks -What have you done They look to her -Take the shot! And she does with a smile -Hey
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Feb 24, 2010
Feb 24, 2010 at 6:01 AM UTC
Look
Am I suicidal? just a little bit why? I can see it in your eyes how bad you hurt inside my mom caught me a few times with my last will wrote she asked me why I wanted to die and said I felt broke inside kids at school these days don't know how much It takes just to stop the tears and say that your ok they don't know how bad it hurts to be pushed around the hallways almost constantly but because you don't want to be week you refuse to standup and speak you see kids these days are blind, they don't see the world threw clear dark and blue eyes . They think their indestructible but they arnt' all that wonderful I popped a few pills when I was five, I was young and I wanted to die I was to stupid to know what ones to take so I swallowed about five to take the headache away but, pleas don't follow down this rode I might not be dead yet but I can feel its close just huge your pillow tighter harden up become a fighter because no ones going to save you you got to save yourself
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Jan 30, 2016
Jan 30, 2016 at 12:32 PM UTC
save yourself
On a trip to never-never- land. the glass ceiling and bottomless plan I'll never ever land. Its all part of plan B, by the man, My sound scans, in never-ever- land. Never heard by another man. Gave up on the game - now its starting to show, on the other hand. I got doubts, so I dream even more. These odds against me - I never no Praying to god, the only time I fold. A real man, never overplaying my hand. Bringing more to the table than a brand. That's just the way it goes, can’t help how the cards land, let the facts show. Time heals everything, scars let it be shown. You, let it be known. The logos, go hand in hand Two faces – four tone I’m a standup guy, On rocky land Headed home. First in my class, last in my caste, finishing last now I’m king of the throne.
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Dec 28, 2014
Dec 28, 2014 at 3:15 PM UTC
OutCaste
(These are some Senryu poems about bestfriends.) My best friends and I can talk to each other with ****** expressions Friends can face-slap insult each other - we know each other so well. We can spend a whole day, at the park, just sitting on the swings chatting. Ever looked at your bestfriend and thought, “We should be standup comedians.”
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Jul 12, 2021
Jul 12, 2021 at 5:25 AM UTC
Our sorority
Fighting that person in the mirror Flashbacks of your future is what’s feared most Why couldn’t you standup Why are you so silent SPEAK UP !!!! No one can hear you Are you really going to allow this to happen I guess so cause like a coward you’ll crawl back into that bottle Drink away the Shame caused by pain Knowing this is temporary satisifation Here’s your chance to seek help Although it’s tough and heart felt As you begin to think to speak Your drowning in water with stones tied to your feet OPEN YOUR **** MOUTH !!! Because you truly need this help Too embarrassed to say I stood up walked out because I didn’t want you to find out this way
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Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 5:17 AM UTC
Mouth Opening
I went to Standup today And the guy said "No notes" But I went up there And I did my notes And I did my set And the first half went well And the second half was ok And I got laughs And I got offstage And the guy threatened me And did it in a passive aggressive way And said some people get banned And I left right after my set anyway And went on the subway the homeless guy is getting on with me And is begging softly for money And the happy ending masseuse is jerking And the orphans walking back to his "home" And the annual tenth black women's being shot And the illegal busboys wiping his 87th table And the bitter son lost his father yesterday And there (really) is a child in Africa starving And a girls being ***** for the second time And the blocked composers cocking his gun And the muse is lying on the beach of nonexistence And And And The homeless man, exiting the train, says, Thank you God bless you all I'll probably see you all here tomorrow And
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Jan 27, 2017
Jan 27, 2017 at 3:21 PM UTC
Creeps in this petty pace
As a child I was devout Faithfully glued to An idea with no truth But I spoke clearly Understood the fictions Better than most adults did Like little girls understand Barbies, My little ponies And monster high dolls Like grown women Who still want to be The princess they saw On Disney Like little boys understand GIJOE, Spiderman, And Superman Like grown men Who still want to be The Batman they saw In movies on tv I clung to this fair unreality Hoping it would be redemption for me Because the bruises and red marks Demanded I believe Insist I must need A superhero Jesus to save me While I was drowning in a sea of sin I had to beg the divine to let me in Noah’s Ark, Hoping that god knows my heart Was full of good intentions But the bathroom florescent lights Made me feel ugly Like everyone was judging me With all my pores and acne With all the scar my mom gave me Though she hid them perfectly Just beneath my skin I thought god would save me from her whims Or at least take me away to be with him Instead of leaving me in pain’s den To lose those faithful delusions One heartbreak at a time One history and science lesson at a time One standup routine and comic book at a time Till I lost my taste for the divine While at the same time I was just plain losing my **** mind
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Oct 14, 2016
Oct 14, 2016 at 3:02 AM UTC
Untitled
All the Single Mothers out there If he's spending all his time playing Fortnite instead of being interested in being a father Run like hell If he keeps getting in trouble with the law Run like hell If he constantly brings over people you don't know in your house around your children Run like hell If he has you do all the work as he sits on his *** and smoke **** Run like hell If he shows signs of abuse towards you RUN LIKE HELL Single mothers are off the table for me in this time frame Because I can't provide financial stability and know I am not ready to be a father So baby if you're a Single mother and want to date me Don't take it personal I just want to give your kids the world and more since they are the most important thing in life I'm not at that level yet Don't be upset or think I dislike kids Just know I want to be at my best And don't want them to suffer because I still have my own issues to sort out There's more capable men Who can be standup father's And those are the men I tip my hat to Baby girl you deserve everything and more God has a special man in store For you and your kids It's just not me And its DEFINITELY not those lowlifes. It's time we start respecting you and being what we're supposed to be.
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May 12, 2018
May 12, 2018 at 7:35 AM UTC
Single Mothers
I'm a stand-up comic, no joke Please sit down, give me some hope This laugh meister has it tough out there Doing my tight five, flying without fear But you, yes you, maybe could save him Give him the courage to carry on Look, I've got a college education I'm fun, at least when I'm not brooding about why some joke failed I know, it's just a bit, but it puts me in jail Which is why I need you at least to talk to me I need to sit down I won't try to make you laugh I need a friend, you see
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Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 9:17 PM UTC
The Standup Comic
So today we celebrate A religion solely based on the dead The dead are resting either peacefully or wonderously Hell's turning over slowly and another inch away from judgment Day everybody run out and grab your candies and merry with guised customes Pretending to be your favorite character Who are merely fiction Face it folks we so off track with nature That honestly think were serving a purpose By venerating the dead Who can't see or hear us There transformed into another realm Where we will once all meet For our final perdition Will we make it to our destination Where ever it may be? Or will we suffer earthly ? Pangs that we once discovered Our time during our living No ones knows the day or the time we will be taken by father time But one thing I do know is it will happend Are you ready to die ? Or will you standup for something Rather than nothing ? Recognize game when you see it Don't be a fool learn about origins and tradition For it could be an ambiguous ambition
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 9:44 PM UTC
Demons Spirits & Ghouls
It been stated. It been said. So, why should I back off from the truth? It been told. It been heard. So, why should I repeat it again? I've never been one to operate without proof. I just simply believes in the whole truth. It is what it is? It true about what been told? So there's no reasoning to why lies go forth? When you get busted before they move on. In my opinion. And maybe it's just me. I have never seen a lie succeed. Sure it creates havoc for awhile or two. But it's also exposed the fool that lied upon you. Remember to never not standup for yourself. This's the only way to protect youyrself.
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Nov 16, 2012
Nov 16, 2012 at 7:19 AM UTC
It's Been Stated
In a cage Solitary confinement I stareth out heartbreak hotel I think Elvis is next to me In this mirey hell. I see Marilyn Monroe as well And Anna Nicole Their lost misfortunes Playing at the bar ( 101) of old They still laugh here and there As they still canst figure their gone As for me I'm not them I'm just a guide spiritually hung... I pilot them Back to their old mansion's I polite them To fancies of of standup stand-ins They loveth to heareth me sing As I see them play and act No more money shalt they bring A homesick love map A broken shack With broken souls Wherein mine poetry They've made their home...
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Jun 27, 2015
Jun 27, 2015 at 5:35 PM UTC
Heartbreak hotel