Category: Poetry

  • Poem: What the Hell?

    There are many things that make you ask what the hell? But, if you want to be accurate, it should be written WHAT THE HELL? Some days you need to add behind it YOU STUPID IDIOT! And if you’re really feeling punchy, YOU STUPID, FUCKING IDIOT! But, this isn’t one of those times for you,…

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  • Poem: Unknown

    I looked it in the eye Right in the middle It was deep and black. When the flesh softens And the bones are intact It waits and wants. What a pretty face Not an oblong shaped thing That takes different names. It isn’t for everyone But inevitability come with a mouth That sucks you in…

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  • Poem: I Have Pain

    “Hang your head low, don’t look up,” those words were said to me. I had not the slightest idea what direction they came from, Or who said them. It’s not my time to disagree with the disagreeable, When my head hurts from all the living. As I made my way, I smelled the fires burning…

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  • Poem: Consumption

    I knew you consumed me. You were on my mind. When my eyes closed, you prevented me from getting rest. I knew you wanted to be close, but familiarity is better than risk. Our glances no longer mean much today. The lines on my face have disappeared. When your last breath was taken, my imagination…

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  • Poem: Just Enough of an Itch

    I know the itch I can’t reach. I know the one.  It’s on my back just far enough away. My fingers can’t get to it no matter how much I want to relieve it. I run to any person nearby to scratch it. She misunderstands me. I run to the next person, and he can’t…

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  • Poem: Finish What You Started

    I felt something as I turned the corner. Those around me never knew how much pain I felt. When something goes wrong, it doesn’t have to end in defeat. My team was counting on me.  I was counting on myself.  Quitting never was an option. I could taste the victory, yet still not able to…

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  • Poem: Gone is the Tail

    Your long, flowing hair. I know you’re thinking about it. It’s not what should have been. Hundreds of years you’ve had it that way. I know you think it wrong. Hair grows back. I pray that it does. It must fit the mold. You realize that. Don’t have any fear. It’s been put to use.…

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  • Poem: Of Knuckles and Perfume

    Dear lady of the night, I applaud you for all the things you haven’t given me, And those things you will yet give me. Thanking you enough for your hospitality cannot be done, For you keep giving me something I shouldn’t have. The hallways of your home have become my pathways to freedom. Don’t worry,…

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  • Poem: Not a Dirt Road

    I came upon a fork on a dirt road, with five options before me, some must have been made by other shoes, worn down year after year. Confusion set in as my goal was to create my own path, but I felt so tired, and I wanted to get to the end quickly as possible,…

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  • Poem: Push, Shove, Pull, Yank

    This is what has been happening to us, a reflection of a much bigger scale. The one where divisions have been occurring at a rapid pace. Some are trying to find a way back to normalcy. Others have different ways to find it. People push and shove without much thinking. Wanting a reaction to serve…

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  • Poem: Unwanted Visitor

    I went to sleep with two eyes, ears, legs, arms, feet, and hands.  The next morning I woke up with something else attached to my body. It was touching my leg, tickling it, and was moving freely. I lifted up my covers.  The horror of what I saw.  The color of it made me sick.…

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  • Poem: How Deep Will It Go?

    The Earth seemed to open itself to me, quite willingly, and as the elements reached out for my ankles and legs, I began to wonder. Was the pain I felt worth it?  Were the scrapes worth it too?  Was the chill in my hands and feet, in my head, or in my heart? It was…

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  • Poem: I Will be Waiting

    I came to be known as something they barely see. I walked countless streets, searching for certainty in dark places. When you descend from it, the desire never stops. It can carry you to the very end.  It can stop the suffering. I make time useless and irritations numb. Whether half awake or asleep, I…

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