Best Angstbody Poems
Had enough of fear of shock and awe, so let me say something now
Lest I get stifled of shut in, let there be some opening somehow
The fish of mind keeps growing in the ocean of thoughts moment to moment
By closing thought process how can you let it survive even for a moment?
It maybe good to wine and dine and have a good sleep
But anyone who’s devoid of concern is just like a sheep
You sold your freedom of body and mind just to feed yourself
You knifed your mind enough; let body suffer some pang itself
A manic man sits, evenly, confined, conscious, in his four cornered room. His cell phone
rings and violently vibrates! The terrible tone slashed and sliced the serene silence he had
been anticipating all afternoon. It was her! The one he was trying to ignore. He could feel
her presence, penetrating, trying to get through phone. “Why is she calling—why now?” He
pondered and mused. He began to curse the moment and what it had become. He felt his
body burst in to two and a ritualistic battle ensued, between two beings deep within his core.
One beseeches him to pick up the phone, while the other tells him no.
Then it rang again, even louder than before!! It made his temperature soar, his body
burned, and his hands began to sweat. He rubbed them on his khaki pants so hard, that his
legs nearly went numb. Not before long, his whole body was wet, with sweat, saturating his
clothes so he tore them off. Soaking wet, he reluctantly reached for the phone. It rang
again, even louder than the two before!!! He created a fist and put it through a wall.
His mind, stalled. He looked at her number, emblazoned on his phone, flashing like a
billboard—advertising lies, the same ones he’s seen and bought, over and over, a hundred
thousand times. He knew if he talked, his hell would remain the same, so he tried to stay
dry, and remain somewhat sane. As he waited for his vigilant voicemail to save the day, it
rang once again, much…much louder than before!!!! He covered his ears only to feel the
drums of war, beating, pounding, profoundly in his chest. The battle was long and his insides
raged on. He started to feel himself finally losing grip, of a stronger, sturdier, “A brand new
self!” But as the milliseconds ticked on, he found himself reverting back, to a weaker, worn-
out, “I can’t stand myself.” He had agreed that no matter how much he groaned—he was not
to pick up the phone! So he shouted, and then he screamed! Then another vicious ring
brought the man cascading to his knees.
All hope—gone, the battle—lost. With the white flag waved, he gave one last huff, and one
last puff and politely said “hello…”
Submitted for Rambling's "Act I, SceneI" contest.
More time is gone and lost
my heart that i've given
has been tossed
the wind breaks in angry snarls
against my face
bitterly growling; like a lone wolf
lost in the dark
snapping at those who try to help
never letting out a feeble yelp
i feel the blood run down my cheeks
like tears
it's warm an dlanguid, it covers my exposed
flesh
mixing with the dirt caked on my bloodied hands
where the chains lock and glisten
under the full moon
the glow illuminates my flesh
the blood is colored black
there is no mirror
i can't see my face and eyes
i close them, but one tear escapes, as i cry
i wonder, "why?"
then, suddenly, voices in the south break about
the old cobble stone walls
they echo swiftly through these prison halls
only my wrists are chained; my feet move freely
two shadows, blocking the corridors light, their
voices are incoherent whispers as their eyes do stare back
as my adrenaline wanes
pretty soon it will be death that i do feign
the incoherent whispers grow more silent
as they avert their gaze and continue on down
the hall,
scratching a sword along the wall;
causing a screech to break out among the stones
i cover my ears with chained hands until the sound
disappears
when its gone, my eyes explode with tears
sobbing gasps escape my lips
my body crumbles to the cold ground
adrenaline has faded,
hysteria has taken over
my body shakes and the sobs desist and
begin to smother
the night grows silent as the moon
doth rise
and i try to ignore and prevent myself
from staring directly into deaths eyes
A TELEPHONIC TONIC
I can’t believe she remained on the telephone~
For years she’d been telling me to leave her alone~
But my heart had done the dialing while I could hardly speak~
Words etched for refinement and beauty so sleek~
Willowy was she as we picnicked under a tree~
But that was long ago when she still wanted me
Then came the day the picnic was permanently over
And I still recall how astoundingly pretty she looked naked midst clover
But for every acre of clover there are sure to be weeds
And I had my various and sundry needs
These were things she could never provide
And to keep her for three years this man perpetually lied
I lied about where I had been and done
Until I became a handsome the lady should shun
And shun me she did with stealth and desire
While midst that clover my soul is still afire
The lady had it all and decided to share that with me
Her body glowed so brightly I nearly couldn’t see
But damnably she discovered that I possessed no real charm
As her disdain and disappointment grew with each shot in my arm
But a junkie has to do that which a junkie must do
As both my love for her and Lady Heroin grew
But after years of tying to get clean in spirit, body and bone
I still can’t comprehend why she remained on the phone
© 2011.….poefree
LUXURY TO LAMENT
When the temperature outside says you should be hot
Except you’re mother f*****g cold in every spot
When you’re laying in a luxurious four-poster bed
Scoring some dope is the only thought in your head
When my bones ache every time I move
A body doesn’t need anything else to prove
I feel the sweating but wet my body shouldn’t be
While Bobby next door has dope but he ain’t giving it away free
I’ve got holes in my pocket, my shirt and in my shoes
But the body doesn’t need any other kind of clues
You grow more uncomfortable in that board of a bed
And your only option is to hit some old lady with a rock over the head
But you’re shaking and your body is making you pay
I’m only twenty three yet my hair is turning grey
I’m lying on a lascivious bug laden bed
And my only other option is the morgue………., home for the dead
© 2011.…..Phreepoetree~free cee!~
KICKING A RABBIT ER I MEAN HABIT
When the temperature outside says you should be hot
Except you’re mother f*****g cold in every spot
When you’re laying in a luxurious four-poster bed
Scoring some dope is the only thought in your head
When my bones ache every time I move
A body doesn’t need anything else to prove
I feel the sweating but wet my body shouldn’t be
While Bobby next door has dope but he ain’t giving it away free
I’ve got holes in my pocket, my shirt and in my shoes
But the body doesn’t need any other kind of clues
You grow more uncomfortable in that luxurious bed
And your only option is to hit some old lady with a rock over the head
But you’re shaking and your body is making you pay
I’m only twenty three yet my hair is turning grey
I’m lying on a luxurious four-poster bed
And my only other option is the morgue………., home for the dead
© 2011.…..Phreepoetree~free cee!~
IT’S EASY NEVER TO STINK OF YOU
Everything in this m----r f-----g apartment has the stink of you
A stench that reminds me never to think of you
For were I to dwell on the past
I’d dwell on a hell of a lot of time knowing love wouldn’t last
And with extemporaneous and instantaneous reasoning I knew the causation as to
why
Because how can it last when I laid the foundation of love with a lie?
Come here baby, into my arms
While I did everything to unfurl my charms
No web needed I as does a spider dare to weave
I’d just make them all f-----g believe
Now I cant’s sit on that chair
Which now is a seat for foul air
Because it reeks with the acrid odor of you and your body divine
A body that left its stench here although you’re no longer mine
The bed, the mattress, the night stand too
All of this s--t stinks just like you
And listen to me honey
To rid this place of your f-----g odor I’ll spend all kinds of money
© 2011.….free cee!