Best Dragged Poems
I said I'm on a train to meet you,
But you won't be waiting there,
I look around the platform,
I guess you really don't care.
I used to ask for you to be here,
But now I just want your call back,
But I can't find you here,
So I guess it's time to pack.
I drag my suitcase along,
And wonder through the streets,
I swear I heard your laugh in the air,
My heart skipped a beat.
I'm on a train to leave you,
Why weren't you waiting there,
Platforms still empty,
And you still don't care.
Miracle of Miracles, look what the cat dragged in
I suppose you been loafing in that den of sin
Those so called friends of yours are nothing but fools
Yet they prey upon your soul like a bunch of tortured ghouls
I aught to make you pay for all that wasted wine
I aught to throw you out you silly drunken swine
But try as I might I simply can't deny
I'll always love you, though I can't explain why
I am exhausted
All these faces haunt my soul
No sleep comes to me
When I killed them they all cried
Now they watch me with those grins
I know I'll be dragged to hell
For Freddie's Tanka Contest
Let me see if you can guess I wrote this one.
I've been beat down
dragged through the muddy streets
of harsh words and slander
I've been ripped to pieces
thrown to the ground
kicked in the trash
there is no love for this
despicable female
so why was I born?
I'm hated by those who should love me
I'm the worse person ever
why don't I croak my daughter said
I can't continue
my heart burns in distress
from the slapped down I endure today
God please end this life
a worthless flesh
deserving of death by mistles
Deadly mistles of words
born of a man and woman
I shall not show my face ever again among people
The stabs like a two edge sword
pierced my chest
twisted by lies that hurts
Those words pained worse than
being set afire with gasoline
and the strike of a match
I'm nothing in the eyes of men
suspicious in the eyes of woman
an alien in the heart of the earth
The acid in my stomach
burns like the sun
on the hottest day of the year
Omg bury me in the ocean
where the fish never see
the day of light
Please bury me on the highest mountain
where the hawks and eagles
will eat my flesh feed their baby chicks
My my my, bury me in the desert
where the sun burns hotter
than a furnace filled with sulphur
oh oh oh kill me already
why torture me like hyhenas
feeding on a live, struggling lioness
Shall I fall asleep tonight
peacefully never to awake
to see another day of fright
Hypnotized, the bare soul asleep
None of the howl could summon it
The morning stars fade in its existence
Engraved within two lives
Path lies but studded with shattered glass
A man came with the tears, voiced his pain
Spewing all the disappointments, lost in his escape
Just like a life that I ever had, stabbed
When everything stuck in a maze of shaft
We both have the same sun
But the sun with a miscellaneous face
Randomly it blasts our universe
But mostly it shines for the sake of itself
Roam in the world called wild, we walk with no guiding cane
We just walk, fingering the trail of remain shadows
Perhaps we are the most regardless creature on earth
For we are blind to the fragility of our own
A man was on his way home
to prepare for his daughters
graduation
he never made it
because of racial discrimination
walking down the road
with a heart beaming full of pride
for a child he sired
he could not wait
to open his arms wide
and loving hold her
telling her how proud of her he was
it never happened
BECAUSE
his body laid in pieces
along the road side
a joyous event
turned in to something
that induced many to cry
James remains were left in front
of an African American (black) cemetery
he went home to be with his LORD
let not your heart be troubled
work together to be on one accord
That's what I saw in the mirror today.
Wish the cat
Would drag it away...
[Guitar solo introduction]
[Chorus]
Oh look at what the cat dragged in,
and he looks like the dog worked him over too,
and for some reason he thinks he smells like clover,
was it whisky or wine? or was it too much beer?
you just can't resist,
and you never desist,
chasing skirts and getting looped and coming home
but you know I take you back and mostly with a laugh,
you are that kind of redneck,
that is hard to lay off,
you only do it to see if you can,
and then you return with your ego fed.
You romance me again and we do the turn and burn!
[Guitar instrumental]
[Chorus]
Oh look at what the cat dragged in
and he looks like the dog worked him over too
and for some reason he thinks he smells like clover was it whisky or wine? or was it to much beer?
you just can't resist,
and you never desist
chasing skirts and getting looped and coming home!
You are the master of disguise
is it the cowboy hat?
or are you in the ball cap?
or the hunters muffler ears covered trap?
But your smile captures hearts and you're the silver tongued devil and every bar wench and waitress thinks you are theirs and no trouble......
[ Outro]
We have 2 rules,
just not in our bed
and don't bring it back to the homestead
But do tell all about it, and talk it up with a grin
and from time to time I do it too, just to add to the sin!
[guitar outro]
Oh look at what the cat dragged in and he looks like the dog worked him over too
and for some reason he thinks he smells like clover was it whisky or wine? or was it too much beer?
You better wash up dear before you get too near!
Cause if you climb into bed like that you ain't getting coffee in the morning!!
you ain't getting coffee in the morning!!
you ain't getting coffee in the morning!!
fend for yourself you will!
You entered my silence like a violin bow dragged with blood through shattered stained glass
I sewed your laughter under my eyelids and lungs, and the light transformed into myriads of fragrant wounds
I coughed wild moon petals for weeks, my mouth full of the echo of your ever-burning footsteps
There is no cure for you, you are the high fever that shapes bones into transparent crystal bells
You are the imperial chandelier fallen right in the middle of the sonata, when the air still trembles with flame and glass
And I lean daily among the shards, gathering your syllables like phosphorescent fish above my heart
I taste them with fear, checking if they still smell of sound, if they still shake the rooftops of my orbit
Every morning I bandage my lungs with sheet music, hoping that silence will flow from me
But the silence breaks anew and your echo returns like a kite torn by a storm
So I clutch your broken glass in my fists, to make it sound like the violin again
You don’t like my structure;
Sit and call me sell out,
as you reap each reward;
Scoffing at discipline,
get up and try coward;
You don’t like my structure,
schedules drive you mad;
Complain yet do nothing;
Sleep whenever you want
with a hand out yawning;
You don’t like my structure
eating what I worked for;
Stop hanging on me then!
I’m done with your comments;
I won’t be dragged again.
Gucci really outdid themselves on this outfit.
I clap way longer than the others.
I stand up and whistle and hoot too.
Someone escorts me out, for I am a spectacle.
But I could not help myself.
The model winks at me as they drag me past her.
the devil whispered
the name given
to me
so soft,
so deceiving
crawl to me Frank
beg for
my hand
don't you turn
your head
peak your ears
hear my plead
I will do you
no wrong,
I am your
noble steed
Frank,
dont quiver
keep my touch
still
turning my head
into an
unkown direction,
he grabs my soul
as if it were
so light
dragging
my feet,
mud leaking
to brain
dragged to the
dungeon of flames
do I have power
to change such a
chamber?
can I resist
such a whisper?
the flames tempt,
more than any
temptress
voice and grip
slip as I
turn my head
As he dragged me by my hair
From the bedroom to the stairs
With every scream of every step
As the roots pulled from my head
As my blood splattered on the kitchen table
As his fist and my face collide
I wondered how soon before I would die
With every explosion of pain a growing desire
As his anger subsided
Ripped and bruised skin dressed
Presents and flowers around me
As guilt attempts to make better
And though from outside
I hear the call of something different
Something my mother , father, brother and sister all yearn for
In the face of losing all that I love
I turn from my pain and believe in maybe this time
Dragged Through The Mud
well to bring cadence amidst the fallen dew
hope springs a new through the vibration of sorts
we have erected pyramids to honor our dead
my soul permeates a reason to go on strong
as a cordeal eruption in the vast scheme of things
the notion of a whisper let it filter through your head
faces with traces of muse its the walking dead
perhaps this is the land where Nero tread
Awake to the new day exposed by the sun light
let it be a reflection upon your hair
cover me like glue on the refuse of our love
willingly excuse the part that is dragged through the mud
as if a cow would chew its cud
dream with sweetness in the twilight of your room
keep the solace amidst the texture of a Persian rug
in silence now the halls perfume the room
nectar on the outside corner is inviting
pillars of granguer line the cement gloss of its perimeter
the gods have spoken through a channel as if a port in storm
curse the very day when you were actually born
languished in the modern man's head
a face full of lead base on what has been said
control is the real issue of the moment
vomit in red pools filled with blood
the occasion of the surplus train exposed to the elements
dirty barbed wire formed on its textile base asunder
like a cold clap in the dark you lit the inner spark of what I'm here to say
brevity amidst the humilty of letting things be
a reason to believe tossed away in the storm
the blatant mockery of each twist and turn
one soul soars while the other is soon to be burned
yet we can't have it both ways we must choose
there are two roads you can go by but in the long run there's still time to change the road your on.
Neil Young thought he could pack it in & by a pick up head out to L.A.
we shall never forget even in regret to show love to a friend
Eyes heavy,
Breath labored,
It's not easy,
Feeling weighted.
Like chains restrain,
The dopamine,
In your brain,
You feel strain.
Hooks in your heart,
Secured with distrust,
It's torn apart,
You feel it bust.
Now what?
Another fight,
Another "you're nice, but",
Where's the light?
Now I fear,
I am another clown,
Painting smiles so clear,
As I'm dragged down.