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Kaos In -Part 4-

Kaotic kleverment gets me in double trouble You're juzz jealuss cuz I can make a sky full of precious slangs and beautiful rubble You wanna bet I'm the opposite of a crazy witch with a 'b' instead in real life? I can do the duties of a husband and a wife put together...wanna bet? We belong together like the bird to the feather I can make peace outta strife...get a life and give a death a token of tranquility and don't sting me like the after effects of the cutting of the knife to the skin of prideless life...so, dismiss this kaos in my life - how's the weather? You're my haven heather, as grand as the marriage of a future father and mother altogether...is that better? I nailed the crazy insanity of it all - whatever... I'm not dope - nope...you're squeaky clean like old spice soap I'm ghetto, but I can cope with society's lack of perfection Reflection, rejection and acception are entwined in my mind's eye like a radiant, yet dim rope I'm as dirty as the gutter in the streets of beat-that-b%^{%es...punch me with your affection...your ******** of deception...your obsession...not to mention your tension and your aggression...your fetishes of natural fusion of confusion and highly low expression...but it doesn't earn, yah know, the crowned-as-King impression Illuminate my dark-light skin From way deep down within Give me a call, friend and foe...you should know You're my darling dove and demented crow What's crackin? What am I lackin In this h8ed poem Don't curse my lines and words...of valueless gem...appreciate em Don't mess with the poet that didn't know that he had inspirational words, caught like puny fish in never-ending nostalgic nightlife net - not...yet, I bet! Don't regret being upset of my Dr. Seuss and Mr. Poe lines...ridiculed style I seem to file in my demented-boat of a mind Don't worry...you are unforgotten and you aren't rotten annoyin', so sit and wait to be announced by Earnings himself - let the rhyme of time unwind and awe-inspiring auras enlighten my mind; it's a precious find and it's a gift or a curse that's awfully fine and leaves me almost blind Zero in Infinity out Ascend Descend From my sky A ground that's unsolid Don't ask why I bid you a g'bye - I just did I am a day vid... I'm a closed lid An outlandish teen kid Adolescent that's becoming an adult...I kid around a lot - I'm like a floating squid...you don't take me too serious - my highest spirits are all avid D for delightful dandelion A for adrenalin rush V for vibrant vibes I for I am lost in a multitude D for dorky, but a daydreamer W for Wise, dumb and smart I for I love all, even my enemies L for Love from Above L for living life as if it's my first day, not necessarily the last because I'm trying to be a positive guy, not a negative grump in the dumps that got intrumped I for I hate to hate...I, lately, feel great to appreciate others for who they are - a mended scar who's a twinkling star A for admirable from all angles or could be for some people...ageless my creativity is and you get the legit gist and my mist of it-makes-sense-kinda M for mesmerizing marvel above the heavens of sevens and the Earth of so-called Mirth Learn to let go Forgive and forget Pay the bills of emotional debt and all aspects of life - let positivity be your ultimate outlet - something you'll never, ever regret if you leave it God's hand due to our desperate times of ever-piling debt My creative juices of amused, defused, abused, accused and bruised muses are getting over the singing of the harmoniousless duet of ugly unisonless, mental felonious melodies Regretting the fact that I'm a boy that's skinny, but thinks he's fat and flat like a fat cat and a huge mat Let's have a chat I'm a wandering bat I sat on the chair of yeah-I-get-dat I'm a rusty, rowdy rat

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