Best Flavoured Poems
Enticed by his faceted aspects
Political points show his honour
Policies opposed, David contests
Left wing woke folk admonished
Rawness of broad topics examined
Cowboy stories of recent history
Scenarios derived from within
Issues which play contemporary
David flavoured, his firm essence
Infuses my little with his lot
I honestly struggle to explain this
... never missed what I don't got
.. A man who won't take crap
Shallow hits roll off his jaw
My bull wouldn't just lapse -
He'd bleed it dry, peace restored
Faceless man tells me myriads
Written by unwavered conviction
Marathon stamina poem olympian
I, willing victim to his inflictions
Dreaming of David, strange concept
- exclusive, by myself for eight years
It's a choice to remain alone, heart kept
Relic packed away, oddly he endears
Hard nosed refusal to enter this century
Old school stance pings my deepest vibe
Unreasonable, how much it means to me
To absorb the jib of David 's scribe
Around three years his senior
In virus time, located overseas
I fixate on his strong demeanour
In lurid choc chip fantasies
12th September 2020
Yesterday
I'm afraid to say
I spilled a plate of Ruby curry
Allover my computer
And now it's sadly dead
I was so upset with myself I went to bed
I cleaned it the best I coold
But still also it was' no good
Now I have to have it repaired
Good job I have computer on my TV
I fell so silly
Curry and computers don't mix
Don't TRy it at home
Or it will cost a lot to fix.
Anyone want to buy a computer cheap?.
RIP Ethel.
Peter Dome copyright 2914.Aug.
Preparing for special valentine's day.
What fun is heart shaped cherry jello.
Red puckered lips to kiss.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
I want to scream
I want to cry
I want to curl up
I want to die
With every waking moment
I’ve awoken sad
I can hear my thoughts
And they are all bad
With my thoughts taking over
And I slowly succumb
I can finally be at peace with myself
My eyes dilate as my soul is disappearing
I’ve only worked to live
To touch and to feel
What life would be like
If only I was real
At long last I’ll see better days
Ones I’ll finally understand
To taste those strawberry flavoured lips
Maybe things will make sense
I always feel like when I’m hidden away
I feel as if I’ll never be apart of what’s been built
I’ll never be accepted because of who I am
But I’ve been told to persevere
I am not the strong person people make me out to be
I am not the smart person think I am
I am a simple nobody
I will waste away
I thought I was done with this depression
I thought I couldn’t let it consume who I am if I’d forgotten
But I can never forget
I can never let go of this feeling
The feeling of not being enough
The feeling of being dirty
Or Ghetto
Or unworthy
I have to try
I’ve been trying
But I can only try for so long
I’m delaying the inevitable
I’ve fought so hard
Just to be back at square one
It sucks to know that my life was a waste
That I didn’t make my impact
Soup views,
prejudice but for a few,
I know this true,
rumours reach you,
I have loads of views
but not on soup,
shame on you
carry on I will
write how I feel
when your bubble bursts
to death you rot
I will write on with thirst
and you will not
1 view for every 98 on another site
5,000 in 5 days on a song write
not seen not green
on this this site I might as well have not been
but again a lifetime to be seen
I'll be here til you rest in peace
give up not slander no i don't cease