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badtaste Oct 2020
I want to surround you
take all the harm away
hum to you softly-
watch you drift to sleep from the melody...

I want to understand love
I will stop the bleeding if you **** the pain
I will fall down and confess my sins
only if you promise staying here next to me...

I’m not afraid of the midnight storms
I’m petrified for being abandoned and torn-
apart where my insides sit in the open-
and my decaying heart is seen as art to inspire your next poem...

I want to surround you
I want to remember a time I could forget
even if you call my words out as a paradox
I’ll stop singing sad songs if you will complete my duet...
she knows who she is
I know who I’m not
badtaste May 2019
poetry is more than a language or something to read
so I will teach a blind man how to speak
badtaste May 2019
lava lamp Jonas
tried to scam me again
acting like
he can sell a potable fireplace
or the color to your lovers eyes
or even a warmth that feels like home...

...psh what a ***...
...
..
.
Notes Go Here
badtaste Apr 2019
microwaveable "Soup of Smiles; one taste true happiness."
~
impatient circuit breakers going through
mid-life crisis an endless trial
adding unsatisfied smiles
~
the sand burns her skin when she
wants the warmth to hold her
tears dripping down against a bitter smile
wanted to add a third stanza, first line is my idea of how quick it is to change from sad (or any emotion) to happiness. Below first line is what actually happens to everyone with a fake smile
badtaste May 26
Addicted to You

I have a terrible addiction to gambling with your love
The stakes are high, the risk so sweet
Every bet I place, I long to win your heart
But with every loss, I feel another tear start

The thrill of the game, the rush of hope
Keeps me coming back, unable to cope
I'm locked in this cycle, a prisoner of desire
Addicted to you, my burning, consuming Crimson fire
badtaste May 2019
you give me so many bad ideas
like falling in love with my eyes close
badtaste May 25
When the Universe Was Too Afraid to Lose You

I wept my love into you,
Bleeding my colors onto your soul.
Fair well
badtaste Jan 2020
each time a poet confesses the same love in a new way,
it is a moment one can truly never recreate.
just as a beach collects ashes from another dying stone,
this miracle allows sand to grow.
and as my words gather-
fall from my lips and slip through your hands-
a soft bay is what we have made
to fall upon-to hold this warmth
from the light of a future filled full of love
and joyous laughter.
upon a quilt switched from memory and inspiration
I lay next to the woman I want to waste with-
until the age of reckoning.
and once we pass
my heaven would be to live past
the age of one-hundred,
lost in a future time
seeing your smile through a strangers eyes,
again and again for
longer than  eternity.
even at the cost of my memory
just knowing our souls
would seek to stay intertwined
falling in love as if it was the first time-
makes me smile the same way you make me smile to this day
and forever

a l w a y s
I had this dream she rembered me
badtaste Mar 2019
I never understood why a butterfly stopped flying
,would lie on its leaf and stop trying,
until the truth she said turned into only her lying
now I can't stop
only start crying.
badtaste Aug 2019
hello ***
you seemed to not have noticed
me dressed in your favorite clothes
slummed to the floor like a pile of wastefulness.
good-riddance
you seemed to loss your patience
when looking at a piece of plastic glass
with a half-guessed assumption
of me and her
loving life together.
good-morning
is what I'll sing every-time to my new lover
when she won't be a nosy noisy
never ending story of the same heartbreak
broken on a loop of another thief who stole
and would take your "innocence".
don't forget this
this is what you wanted...
badtaste Oct 2020
sitting in the dark; breathing mechanically-
looking down at the ground; tear drops fall cloaked in the shadows-
silently wheezing in pain; wishing for any change - to put this black heart back in its box -
meanwhile she shows him affection&attention
while I’m mourning over our wedding being ruined in a single morning walking in-on her-on top-of him...
..."𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙮𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘣𝘦 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦" I speak aloud in a shattered scream—repeatedly hitting my skull against the car door screen—never get married on Halloween
badtaste Feb 2020
“why don’t you write me a poem?
You are a poet- it is your day of love.”

I held her but felt her hold her breath
She cried then laughed about life always being the same
She didn’t want to sleep so I stayed awake
I awoke in freezing pain
I’m just bleeding out in a bath
from a live heart surgery she gave me during Valentine’s Day
this is why I hate this holiday
badtaste Dec 2020
rotten teeth speak forgotten truth,
back when the days of sin were sung by shadowed youth,
through the dark-it sparked-so many ingenious risks,
Cyanide apple seeds swallowed by society’s rejects,
no one is sour-not even the insects dare to be bitter,
Year 1981 was the time to be alive / never have I ever wanted to relive those memories as much as I do now...
a poem about L S D
badtaste Apr 2019
my daughter sees all love,
in the sunlight she keeps beauty
we named her harmony for no harm to come
to her future daughters and company.
~
she was a lava lamp of love
giving off all she got
now 23 years pass all it's gone
no more light in a circle of dark.
~
maybe I shouldn't complain
all my life I begged for death
it's amazing how it can all change
given sunlight telling your lovers your wet
from the dark cloud chasing
you with empathetic tears
we call rain.
~
if I could get a second chance I wouldn't hesitate
to look back all my mistakes at a second glance
it's all meant to stay the same.
thank you-you beautiful beautiful people
badtaste May 2019
babe just let me in
suppose you're going to
leave me alone on an island again?
to watch you drown
I can't swim.
Just let me kiss
the bottom of your ear
just talk with me
and don't push away
but
start to let it be clear.
I wanna stay and make  mistakes
and take time to create
wishes with you
when it's dark and cloudy outside
I'd always close my eyes
and it would all come true
to stare at your bottomless blue crystal sea stained-glass.
Dance with me
make me swing
getting tipsy over the dizzy
way of how you sing giving a new feeling
Send me to sleep on a Saturday morning
help me if I get cold
then I'll hum the melody
you always taught me
since the beginning
please hold my love tight and true
cupid's dove
fly away so I can write with my last breathe
an epic conclusion  

~fin
grey bathed in black and white are the only colors poets use to write.
badtaste Mar 2019
I hate hearing my baby sister cry so much.
I'm so excited to be the only child.
2 sentence horror story
badtaste Feb 2020
every time you cross my mind
fog fills my skull and clouds my thoughts
each time I say your  name
my tongue curls up and green travels through my lungs
any moment I see you close
turquoise trickles and travels onto my lips
such salty emotions I savor
...
you are the badtaste that lingers but I’m obsessed with the flavor
badtaste May 2019
if my heart would start to glow in the dark
every night at home with you or alone
you'd be shocked to know nothing gives me a spark
since you'd squint to find a heart gushing with love
instead a hole woefully without a springing soul
Oof this is why I deleted over 100 past poems...
badtaste Mar 2019
"Which one is this?"
-famous father to his only son
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badtaste Mar 2019
a star burns
yet we watch it not trying to help
stop a beautiful fire.
badtaste Mar 2019
an indecisive hypocrite made a decision for once
...
just kidding
today was opposite day
badtaste Mar 2019
all these merry paintings fill his vacant evenings
the artist stays an extra hour to paint a single line
never satisfied
badtaste Mar 2019
my vision of hell
is being told I go to heaven
and watch all my friends burn
badtaste Mar 2019
all I want is one person to type all my thoughts into a poem
so that they can say
"It's harder than it looks..."
to any struggling poets and for clever (check her out)
badtaste Mar 2019
time is a very impatient man
who lost his watch
idk o well I could've tried more or harder on this, kinda do but idc
badtaste Mar 2019
television screens-
shows a crowd of a million screams
-watching
the dying fish flop on a dry plate.

Entertainment.
sooo drastic and over dramatic
badtaste Mar 2019
I wish I could make you smile while singing a simile,
of what it's like when you sit next to me.
Or tell you another metaphor,
of what it's like when we grow old together.

Will you hold me
when I won't hold you?
I'm sorry, but
I will always love you
badtaste Mar 2019
I dare you
to be honest to yourself
I dare you
to tell me the truth
I swear to you
I lie just as much
I am not better than you
but at least I try to change
badtaste Mar 2019
She makes me calm
When I lay in her arms

at the same time

She makes me wild
With just her smile
badtaste Mar 2019
It's been so long since I've lost my touch,
I need to bring back the light we lost.
From the restless nights
to the angry fights
alas the darkness eclipsing in your eyes.
My tears burn holes in my face
my voice trembles out-of-place
let anything holy escape your lips precious.
badtaste Mar 2019
my thoughts hurt
because I've never finished
a single on--
badtaste Mar 2019
I'm not ready to move on
I'm not ready to forget
but if I don't compose my inner music
my song will never be written
idc
badtaste Mar 2019
if you see a peasant
he was once a king
if you truly think I am only lying
I was the one who stole his most precious present
empathy
badtaste Mar 2019
childhood
makes an adult cry
that they never could understood why
that time was always their bully
badtaste Mar 2019
It's his album about an algorithm
a certain collection of a collectors day-dreaming
it's a dying summer and your still stuck singing
feeling a heartache from poetry about poverty
still buying every new opportunity blind to always seeing
he didn't want your money only yourself
keep on hiding and crying
inside your plush property
while all I try is to
scream for you to notice he's here with me
inside an one-hundred dollar painting
wasting away--bathing--in the
diverse hues of your professional synergy
inspiration from "The Great Gatsby"
badtaste Mar 2019
I have a hangover from a heartache
when I'm sober I'll realize she fulfilled the promise last night she made
and sneezed all over the 20-story-concrete-pavement
my brain jelly sizzles.

Love summer Love.
it ends and it begins over and over until being sober is same as somber
badtaste Mar 2019
Summer came, now it's gone,
fall was way too fast,
winter left my heart frozen
spring thawed out my heart.

All I want is try to reminisce
days when we would laugh,
now you're gone
here I am
I wish
-I-
would have
made it last
badtaste Aug 2019
I believe books will bleed and through their pain truth we'll read-
between the lines inside my mind until I find the way to breathe-
I strain and choke on words I spoke and with the blood wrote a poet's
apology
back in business baby
badtaste Mar 15
The sequel is never as good as the original
How original
Time is ticking I can't wait
badtaste Mar 2019
my words are empty
but if you stitch together
all of my envy
you'll have one itchy
blanket
badtaste Mar 2019
Read







   now stop.
this is poetry
badtaste Mar 2019
wisdom is in your teeth
funny is in your bones
love is in your heart
hurt is in your mind
...
right?
badtaste Mar 2019
I slice open my hand,
and spread red across my door.
Yet I still don't quite understand,
why you seem to knock even more.

It's OK
it's just a phase
or rather that's the phrase
they all say.
uwu
badtaste Mar 2019
roses I gave
my heart is broken
time is wasted
writing this poem
badtaste Mar 2019
This is the end
In the middle hides all the details
Here is where it began
read in reverse it doesn't matter, open for interpretation. Not much effort spent, inspired from the talented Ariana Bagley (she is on this site).
badtaste Mar 2019
alone on a stroll
I hear footsteps from the shadows
badtaste Mar 2019
"I will keep posting "non poetry" on a poetry site as a poetic statement."
-badtaste 3-13-2019
badtaste Aug 2019
it's a hard rang to walk alone
under every underpass through seas of faces
tears of rain get your shoes wet
and waking up covered in city stress and rushed restless soggy
expressions. but here comes lady luck
and her Mr. Karma
they're too far away to tell
if those are smiles of joy
or smirks of finally finding payback
badtaste Mar 2019
sometimes people's biggest fear is themselves
to change is a terrifying thing
to break a cycle of silence and denial
to only say they have it better than most
to be born blessed when they are cursed
when they can shake their shackle lose
at any moment
badtaste May 2019
in the land of spiders, I think I was an insect
hiding from the vampires, underneath every crevice
finding heart breakers, who are crying from regret
getting drunk on love, paying shots with respect
slitting my throat so I can finally breathe
smothered from my lovers watching me bleed
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