Best Choking Poems
I was here
I was here
First
I was here
First
Take a breath of
oxygen
Your choking on
confidence
The lights are on
but you cant see
Slit wrist
Bleed
You took my life
from me
Let us come back
You stole the air we
breath
Let us come back
I was here first
Choking on oxygen
I was here first
Choking on oxygen
I was here first
Choking on oxygen
You took my life
from me
Let us come back
You stole the air we
breath
Let us come back
Choking
Like Aliens
Choking on oxygen
to hear the song
search youtube for
"Aliens Choking on
Oxygen" Heliosonic
written by Sara
Perle and Omar Masri
Night erupts…
The maddening glow
Of a closing minute
Of a final hour
Shines pale
Against the frozen concrete
As the drumbeat starts
And the chanting starts
My last broken link
Forever lost
Forever lost
Salvation,
The calling card
Of a new
Abyss
My breath turning
Inward
Where the heat rises
And the voices expand
With the choking of Angels
And the plucking of wings
New grace into the fire
The blessing of those
Becoming
A curse to his rage
The fire of isolation
Burning sweet
Into my memory
Murderous thoughts
Killing innocent feelings
All orphaned intent
Lost in dark wandering
Time no longer master
Unto itself
—as night erupts
(Villanova Pennsylvania: July, 2016)
abstract endings pacified
pedestrian beginnings,
save yourself before
you're slap-happy,
choking on interloping bourgeois
mind-control subterfuge
under a darkly cast spell of
plebeian sugarcoated reality,
waxing tween whitewashed rainbow
hues and unicorn attitudes,
beyond uncompromising comeuppances
from behind unglued glossed over walls'
congealed mid exoneration's excuses
I am surprised you are so ambivalent
For me I wish to be familiar with the arcane
Knowledge can indeed be bittersweet
Let me taste of these luscious notations
Lines scribed inspired by our intercessor
It is not necessary to be quiescent
So I choose to be a flamboyant protestor
You sit there and silently witness my immolation
Tactile threads of my thoughts reduced to ashes
I fear you will choke as you inhale my quintessence
For John Hamilton's ten word Challenge.
To add a bit of difficulty I limited myself to ten lines and used the words in the same order they were provided.
I began to choke cough and gag
I think I let the Hot Kitty Rancid Milk out the bag
My friend approached me in anger
She should never tell such things like that to a stranger
I ran her gossip in and out of a crowd in a full zig-zag
A choking awakening!!!!!
met a soul that touch the heart!!!!!
led a way to understand the dream
It seems a haunted scream
But a reality can also be more horrifying
Love the way towards the breeze
In the shade of mountain
A cave inside a mountain
Seems a different journey
A dove of love led a fearful Paloma of life
Shades of same soul
Or different don’t know
It’s a call from dear ones
And when u reach the inside tunnel
Seems a different soul of same
Rejecting the concept
Of no two person can be there at different place
At same point of time!!!
A dilemma yet baffled n perplexed
Identifying the yet undefined
Within the inner treasure
Answer r yet to find
I choke in my dreams
I’m struggling so it seams
A conflict with me and the inner me
Unblock this plague and let my words free
2000
Breathless
Mouth gasping for
Air
Choking on water
How do I speak...
How do I release what I feel....
THE MINDS little joke
A cage of ones entrappment
The Surroundment of laughter
Isn't it fun?
A realm with these
Outsiders....
(Breathing heavy)
Taking them a piece
And jabbing ones
Innocence too the ground
Isnt fun?
That persons choking
On water
Unending suffocation
The clouded
Nit pick of torment
That persons choked on water
No help attempted
I choked on water
The lion paws around
his cage of a life.
The old kingdom has ruined;
being stolen of a king
He and his rock
lay in the sun
across from a highway.
They tell him it's a new frontier.
A frontier with no plains
no rush, no pride.
Spectators shuffle in,
to catch his roar.
He and his rock
lay motionless
as the ticket buyers complain.
People from the past and now,
Are like those weeds, here
You get rid of them only
For them to reappear.
They choke you with their
Lies, hurt, pain, and more
Get rid of them only they
Keep hurting like before.
Some of those weeds you pull
Out of your life you can't get
Rid, for their deceitful lies
Continue making you fret.
Eventually, they make you die
For those weeds you couldn't pull, too
They kept choking the life right out of you, killing you,
Because their dishonesty, never could be true.
Author Notes
Prompt.http://meadowbeautynursery.com/wildflowers/Prairie_iris.html
© Melanie . All rights reserved, 2 days ago
Face to face , eye to green eye , introduction to an unknown
I pray this concept, unjustified : never to be cloned
A seed planted, nurtured : is now fully grown
An aroma filling my Heart with doubt, I feel so empty : alone
I ask : does my Heart speak lies to YOU ; my most BELOVED
Is my Heart twisted around the evil envy of Jealousy?
How can I say with all my Heart : I LOVE YOU
Without a green eyed monster raising its ugly hackles inside YOU
Will Michael Jordan’s contest : “Twisted” untwist YOUR Heart
Untwist my Heart ; so it can say “ I LOVE YOU Barbara Jean “
With no Jealous repercussions
Dedicated to Barbara Jean Gorelick
Inspired by Barbara and Michael Jordan's Contest " Let's get Untwisted "
Water Board Soaking and Choking
What I have heard tell
With some water board soaking
Could choke you to death.
Should sit for short spell
Have them teach me how to spell;
Can't do very well.
Could be crucified
Hearing how much he has lied;
His orange hair had died.
Car ran out of gas
But luckily brought my bike;
Workers were on strike.
What will be preferred
A predicate adjective
About how I live.
Success had arrived;
When reaching pinnacle of
But became cynical.
Where from my mind did all of this
come from. Only God knows as my
curiosity grows.
Jim Horn
He fed some chicken down his throat
and plugged his airpipe tight
Then vomited for 6 damn days
to fill his mouth with fright
And came along to think he'd die
till doctors poked his chicken
When all the chicken fell right down
an anus for the licken
Between husk of grapes
And sweetness of wine;
I was boiling vinegar!
While I was looking for
God’s paradises in my way,
Searching for the reasons that
Makes our hearts fenced with cold.
My thoughts stranded!
I was kneeling with dawn praying,
Choking with silence,
While wailing water,
Hurts trees and stones
The time was coming to me,
Carried as torch wandering
Around the dreams harbors,
It was savor as a disturb waves
As if the waves have the flavor
Of cold and death when hit by the wind!
While I was looking for
God’s Paradises in my way,
I was boiling vinegar,
Perhaps the door will open
Towards god
Written by © Fatima Nusairat
It was past endurance.
Flattened rage went into shaking palsy.
He moved into sculptured dark
like false reason,
to defend the ankle-bone,
for sequential pain.
Every one seemed a fallible saint
wet eyed, sitting on extinct volcano,
between tickling bombs of flesh.
He imagined –
that he was evaporating,
from the eyebaths, steadily
for a spiral journey.
By way of fear,
he wanted to break monotony –
sitting upright in a lotus position
to reverse the clock, of hunger, of extreme failures -
choking on words, mixing
continents of hate.
SATISH VERMA