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J J Jan 19
Pretty life goes by--
A cord wire and silence
Between you and I

May God have mercy on our souls,
Boredom is the drug with most effect,
By the time we know we're sinners we'll both be dead.

These drugs that make you think like a different person;
Whyyyy would you ever think you were worthless?
Tomorrow's only the same if we leave it that way,
And God knows just how perfect you are to me...

Now and forever
Now and forever
Nooooww and forever
Now and forever
I swear, I swear.

(Dododoo doo dododoo do)



* farewell
I only ever recorded this  accapella sadly as I never learned any instrument and any planned band fell apart, so have this here.

Written for someone who's a stranger to me now.
Her lips drew me in like flame doth the suicidal moth.
Kat Pulker Feb 2014
Depressing poems makes me sad...

Go figure.

Evoking emotions, thoughts, feelings...

That linger.

I much prefer to be happy, you see,
and write about the ridiculous.
Write about a herd of Corgies,
trampling the rapper Ludicrous.

Or ships made out of jelly beans,
or puppies eating pie!
I don't want to think about life, drop to my knees
and cry out "WHYYYY???".

Prolonged dramatics...

...

...

I will never be Bella from Twilight.

I want to laugh and dance!
Run naked through the bright night!

You may say I'm crazy,
or an inspirational author.
But who cares? Not me.
People... I'm not trying to be Chaucer.

So my advice (to those who care),
is to be awesome to each other.
Be that annoying little sister,
to that overbearing big brother.
Be that dreamer people fear!
Be the kid with the stupid glasses!

Get out there and be the one,

TO KICK SOME SERIOUS *****!
Something to brighten the mood. I'm obviously working hard. DON'T JUDGE ME!! :)
RobbieG Dec 2021
I tried
really freaking hard
tongue tied
no reply
Looooong sighhhhh
brain fried
emotions discard
to the side
soul died
problems pryed
whyyyy God whyyyyy
I quit
throw the towel in
straight lit
burned wick
both sides
feelings hide
no room to sit down
heart lied
Im tired
fired up
sirens ruuuuun
I'm done
nine one one
collapsed lungs
life stung, brung
hung subconscious
abnoxious mindset
gifted talent
captive to flesh
I'm not who I am
befriend reflections
selections made
parts played
patterns stayed
when will I feel
okaaaay saaaaay
sooooon pleeeease
hellp deal, steal me
awaaaay, todaaaay
this isn't a game
regain trainwreck
breathing becoming
difficult, hurting
flirting with death
chest caved in
slaved to
past pain
insane within this
membrane...laaaaaame
saaaaame, aaaage old
situations, validations
never appearing promising
pinky swear mixed with glares cares go unnoticed
clouded with distortion
darkness stares
fares piling up
tolls avoided
polls divided
anger subsidized
privatized issues
tissues  by the box full
absorbing alcohol
leaving dryness from
lack of softness
this is a mess
where's bounty
quicker picker upper
pieces shattered
heart splattered
eyeliner upside down
war paint
this kind, this mind
of mine, not for the
faaaaaaaint, aaaaaint
you feeling better
from my ugly treasure
no map necessary
these valuables planted
at my feet, repeat, download
discrete ***** matter
scatter this out, doubt
trapped inside and out
leave this world
in a body bag
blood fills up
the well to hell
your asking to much
for your soul
reeeeetreeeeat, defeeeeeat
no compete clause
floss the debris
these traumatic non-diplomatic, sporadic, hypnotic, anti-value, shattered glass.....moral compass, failure to launch, trigger pulled grenade.....explode
ticking time bomb
threats, let's set this off
battles scatter, wars pour
from the door
knock hard
go away, today now, gone
not not double negative these words fumbling from a fragile brain, train the waves never to leave the bubble, keep them coming, stop running in the hall, tall mental strain, short fuse, trapped abuse, hung from the nooose...traveling by caboooooose looooose the
attituuuuude, duuuuuude
rude , quiet down, riot stuck
no luck , inside voice now, how laaaaaame, taaaaame
yourselfffffff, helllllllllp meeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
screeeeeeeeeeeeeam
meeeeeeeeeeeeean
gleeee­eeeeeeeam
but don't shine
bright, light ignite
charcoals refuse
infuse substance abuse
now that's a flame
comfort warms
comfort warns
delay of reaction
two hour delay
recess school's out
I learned all the **** they didn't teach me THE HARD WAY
literally fade the black cascade , fake brovado
middle class movado
bravo , he go round and round, rodeo , big steer, lightyears ahead, bread, loafs of lacked love, feast on these carbs, toast, spread , peanut butter jelly time, slime , lime placed on the rim, keep em coming , I'm fuming at the ears , fears, peers not had, relatable a false illusion to bitter for babysitter to keep an eye on , funded friendship for future fam, **** this is alot of slots to fill up with cots of thoughts sleeping ....laid to rest, r.i.p this minute in 61 seconds it'll be over , can't stop the world from turning but can leave it for good, rocket juice, who's coming with , plastic tubes room temperature placed in a freezer box once but now removed , melting cheer to frowns just look in the mirror ! MAN DOWN
JaxSpade Aug 2018
Violet comes again
As a triolet
Poetically formed
With a bayonet
To the guts of tryin'
Regrets
Hooked on an fish
Without a breath to live
In the wildin'
There must be a better way
Of dyin'
There should be another way
Or alchemy
Violet
Comes again
As a means
As a way of
My head
Cryin'
On the hills of sirens
Flashing pirates
Skull bones and riots
I wish I was cyan
But I'm violet
Charcoal and wired
Between  
I'm dyin'

I'm dyyyyyyin'

I'm dye in
Violet
As a triolet
I can feel it
Vibrant;  vibrate
Islands
Specifically ask me
Why here
Whyyyy here
Should I stay quiet
Silent
Should I ever care
Or Giant
I'll be violet
Because it comes again
And again to me
I'll just be
That color
And shine it

Shiiiiiiiine it!

I'll ever be
  I'll ever be

Violet pours poetry
It comes again
Coloring
Violet pours poetry
Velvet and consciously
It comes blood read
Violet pours poetry
It comes again

As a triolet.......
                              …
                                    ..
Violet comes again as the nights eyelets lace the stars heads
Purple and sky lit
Lavender scents a bruise
Hit
The color of heart
Pulsing Magenta and red
Hurts to pound those memories left

Under ultraviolet rays pierced
The skins shade
Tan and beige blurs

Violet comes again
On a Royal colored path
Of hopes golden

A search for trees
just may bring
a little more oxygen

Red found indigo blue
In a deep purple brew
Of passionate sizzurp made
In a kool aid smiles tooth

As the stars unraveled
The permanent scramble
Of scales and dues
We traveled the purple
And pattern to the lantern
That lights our spirits
and allows us youth

Violet came like a hurricane
Hurling winds colored in views
Sipping on my mango beer
I Cheers to the God who knew

Majestic mountains painted
On the bounty of mutiny
Colored a landslide of falling rocks
Which boulder my enemy

The prayer of Jabez I said to the Lord if I could be closer to yours would you expand my territory

in the meat of scars
Violet keeps coming
and came unto me humming
If it be in your will
have mercy on my flesh
Pummeled

so I stumbled upon the earthly
Paths crumble
a violet me
Bruised bullied
And troubled

Knowledge found in the rubble
Left the truth upright and stable
uncovered
The shade of a grapes mother
Painted on me violet and wine in a stars cluster
I am just one In a trillion of the same difference building
Trying to ketchup
Instead of mustard
Dawn Jun 2023
crimson black roses
and the kiss of death
been avoiding you for most of my life
how did we get here
I see a blank canvas
But no paints to color with
the void has widen
and black nothingness consumes me
the truth
the lies
all the same to me
you wanted me to get here
I am convinced
to feel the nothingness
and the crimson kiss of death
so now I lie
floating in the abyss
no longer able to lie to myself
you can't fool or convince a bullshitter
all the lies and truths combine
there is no right
no wrong
to exist
is to be
and to be is to know
there is nothing left
the end is death.
And, I'll forever question whyyyy?
You needed me to feel this
JoJo Nguyen Oct 24
Magic it flows
Chaos that shows

Shake it goes

make it
form it
called it

in the cold
in the Native
black of night

A Son journeys
down with a Magi
sleeping in snatches
stealing lunch breaks

Down a Mountain
with Hope's boulder
at His back

And a Rapper's Delight
endlessly looping
in His ear

"broken glass everywhere"

At the end, liked
I said at minute 9

It's a figa feast
A Zatoichi fantasy

"Ha haha"
"Whyyyy?"

Because this was all folly
Lot of references

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