Best Get Out Poems
Bloated; the feeling of you getting filled with the same things of the world
Old from not finding something new to make you feel young
Daily you thrive to make your life of interest to others, but mostly yourself
Yielded by emotions, that has diminished your pride
Other hopes have come about and gone with your procrastination
Floating inside your head, so when your body is caught you have gone
Time always a cheating mistress, but you always felt you could get more out of her
Hauling your depressions, to remind you of different kinds of sadness; masochistic
Evening light is the best, cause you are not fully viewed
Letting go of your childhood, has made you forget enjoyment of silly things
Inner self is slowly crawling more into his inner self which is crawling to nothing
Violent are your fist that you feel vibrate every time in your anger
Intentionally seeking attention, bad not a good whore at it
Null is now your favorite word
Going with out a goal
It has swallowed you whole what ever it is...
Never mind returning bliss
Thinking about all the good times you could have, but you went ahead and missed
How much more self loathing are you going to give?
Even children get over scrapped knees
Having nothing but to agree to self pity
Open your mind and eat the many things that should be searched
Use your will again, instead of a pulse to keep living
Sense your self once more and maybe you love will also
Everything could be something
Ogre lurking inside, must be killed by your own sword
Forgive and the apologies will feel like candy in your mouth
Timidness is not a option
Help yourself do more than just thrive!
Eager are the types of happiness that are waiting
Doubt should not let you sit
Elope your mind and body together
Adjusted to much to be a copy; so unnoticeable
Death comes at the end, not during.
Get Out of My Face!
What brought all of that on?
Award? This is not a movie!
Who cares about a stupid award?
And how dare you judge me like that?
You must have lost your brains –
Yes, I see them now!
Right in front of your face
Floating around in the bubble
On your head!
And you say you love me.
Yeah, right!
And since when did this spaceship
Become yours? Get a grip.
You want me off of this rust trap?
Right after you, baby!
Oh, who made you judge and jury?
You do not even know what love is.
You are a suck-up.
But you just lost your brownie points.
Do you call screaming at a cohort?
“Love of humanity”
I see it again!
Grey matter scrambled like eggs. Yum!
I remember when –
You used to eat men alive and brag.
Have you really changed all that much?
You still gloat with words?
Even now, you think you have won.
My dear raging “Power hog”,
Turn the light bulb on…think!
We are in deep space.
What do you think
Will happen to your prize,
If I do get off?
I can see it now.
You, Spaceman of the Year,
Worming your way out of the spot light
When T.S. asks you,
“What happened?
That cute Elaine Justice disappeared?”
Um, well, a…she left the ship.
Really now?
And why was that?
Imagine stumbling your egocentric-self
Right out of your award.
Genuinely, who really cares?
Not I! Said the woman
That still had her brains.
It is time for you to get off.
Love of humanity, or me for that matter,
Is something you know nothing
About…Now, get out of my face!
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
May 20, 2010
Poetic form: Free Verse
I am recovering my mojo, though I have almost no hair
That damn Chemo stuff took it away, and one day it was not there
And it really did fall out in a matter of days
Almost comical your mind says HEY!
And despite being a woman, I feel I look like a man
A bit embarrassing you see, it was not in my plan
I had worn the "cold cap" that supposedly preserved it in health
But while they were nuking my body, they nuked it to hell
So I wear those funny hippy hats now,
those slouchy knitted caps that you see
And I do my best and pretend they don't see
I know it grows back, but there is embarrassment still
And it may come back curly.. good lord a new hairstyle I will
But for now it's an inch, and a little sparse on top
And for a while before it all came out it was an Albert Einstein mop!
I kinda laughed horrified when it went to that point
And well, I now smoke those pot joints
It helps with the nausea which I still have
and it relaxes me on the things that make me sad
See I just lost an ex business partner to hospital error
and that played my sleep, her wife in despair.
Losing my hair is nothing compared to that loss.
I know it down deep, I have suffered that cost.
And so now, I laugh at the vanity hit
and put makeup on when I need to look fit
And I still run around braless you see
because well I am a heathen, societies freed
And if dignity was bent by the small sacrifice
I project my personality and suffer that cost
Keep swimming, Keep swimming...
Like what Dory said
That's my motto that sings in my head
How to get out of the funk. Artimus (C) 2/3/24 Susan Manley
Inspired by Rebecca Heineman , my friend, former business partner who lost her spouse Jennell Jaquays.
Why do you think my land is yours
Because you want to live like me
What makes you think you can exploit my dreams
Just because I live where all are free
My fathers shed their blood for this
My brothers, sweat and tears
But all you see are the rewards
Rewards that belong to my peers
I toil every single day
So I can pass this culture down
To those who will not tarnish it
And sell it out for a crown
So why do you think my labor
Now was stolen from your hand
It's sad you live a hopeless life
In your twisted, futile land
You have your home, defend it
Keep your alien culture there
Too bad you cannot see the ones
That hold you with false prayer
Your fathers taught you servitude
Your brothers gave you strife
You cower in your sacred place
Afraid to look at life
God gives us a will to forge our way
When ancient ways prove vile
Release the bonds of servitude
Refuse to bear their guile
Stand and fight the menace
That is your father's creed
Or live your life in slavery
For that's what your culture breeds
Written June 4, 2016
As I fly above my Genius Plain
I look at life not quite the same
I see wastes of Skin attempt again
To block my right of way!
Oh, give me Beauty imperfections,
Dissect the Heart and give me sections!
So I may dine on blood and wine,
My natural selections
I-Into
F-Flying,
Y-You
O-Obstruct
U-Undulating.
S-Selfish,
E-Evil,
E-Elf!
T-Try
H-Helping
E-Everyone!
R-Rudolph
E-Expressed
D-Dismay
O-Of
F-Fiend.
H-Harassment
I-In
S-Sky!
N-No
O-Obstruction,
S-Smeagol
E-Elf!
A-And
N-Now
D-Don’t
T-Test
H-Him!
E-Extra
W-Wide,
H-He’s
I-Irate,
T-Totally
E-Experienced
I-In
N-Naughtiness.
H-Harsh
I-Is
S-Santa!
E-Eagerly
Y-You
E-Earn
S-Soot -
G-Gift
E-Extended
T-To
O-Obstructors,
U-Under
T-Trust.
O-Openheartedly
F-Find
T-Treasure
H-Helping
E-Everyone.
W-Winter
A-Airway
Y-Yuletide.
12/3/2022
Christmas Acrostic
Sponsor: Bobby May
I lay, dripping, soaked within a dark sweat,
seeing and hearing your soft voice abet.
I want to run, to leave this merciless realm,
but you pull me closer, without a choice at helm.
Get out of my dreams.
I miss you, but I hate you, every last memory.
You taunt my every being, you’re all that I see.
I see you in the crowds, or when I’m all alone.
You’re here and there, on your heartless throne.
Why couldn’t you stay?
Get out of my life.
I hear your laughter and see your beautiful smile.
Once so beautiful, now helping others with guile.
You’re now decayed, withering into shallow dust.
I loved you so much, and never again will I trust.
Get out of my head.
Tears I weep, when others aren’t around to see –
I remember the days, the months and years I bleed.
I try to forget, and to hate you and your choices.
But all I can hear are these damn forgiving voices.
Maybe I am what you proclaim me to be.
Was I really that monster, that demon you see?
I hate what I love and love what I hate.
I try to erase our past, and to claim it our fate.
But I can’t let go, you’re all that I hear and see.
I wished you could have loved, that loathsome “me”.
Get out of my heart.
You threaten to shoot my friends dead.
You lie about what they have said.
You mock me in my misery.
You throw your knife at Cameron's head.
That ain't my trip.
You call her curses every day.
But overhear! They claim you're gay.
You flip your lid and kill the kid
And in your room you hide away.
That ain't my trip.
You lie and say I have a crush.
That ain't my trip.
That ain't my trip.
No, that ain't my trip.
Trying to get out of bed,
Which I really dread,
Sounds of rain falling on my head,
Making me tired instead,
Maybe I’ll find a book that I‘ve already read,
And go back to bed,
With sheep jumping overhead,
Dreaming of making banana bread,
With some yummy spread,
While riding on Santa’s sled,
Wearing only warm furry red,
Nope it’s time to get out of this bed,
And start a new day instead.
The little girl sings her favorite song
London bridge is falling down
She learned it from her mommy
She walks down a darkly lit hallway
She ponders
mommy told me to find the light switch
*Hmmmm*
though I can't seem to find one
oh well
the girl whispers
the girl turns back from where she came and starts walking back
the hallways painted a navy blue
she holds on to one of the railings
going along both sides of the wall
she reaches the end of the hall from where she came in
she finally sees the door
she runs to it
she reaches for the door handle
its locked
she turns it again and again
I can’t get out she shouts
She bangs on the door
She screams
Mommy mama
I can’t get out the door is locked
It’s locked
Mommy
She hears someone rush
To other side of the door
She can see light from below the door
The lights are working now mama
O That’s good
She shouts
Oh yes they are baby girl
Can you let me out now mommy
Sorry baby but I’m afraid
I can’t let you get out
You will eventually get out
With your brother and sisters
The girls cries for three days straight
Mother never visited
The little girl sees a light
I can get out
She smiles
You live in my head
Never paying a cent
I pray for the day you are evicted
And as much as I try to throw you out
You drowned me in your quicksand
Pulling me under
So I can’t breathe
Your way of reminding me
That as badly as I may want it
You’ll never leave
I squeeze my head with my hands
hard enough that I leave red marks on my skin
Trying to remember the day I ever let you in
But I never did
You forced your way in
You crushed my lungs
And twisted the wires of my brain
And changed the beat of my heart
To distract me from your scheme
To give yourself just enough time
To force yourself in
Like a predator stalking its prey
You created a trail to lure me in
That is what you are you know
A predator
Through the door and down the stairs
I didn’t realize it was too late
Until I saw no one else was there
You locked the door from the outside
And no matter how much I screamed
And how much I cried
Your cynical laugh haunted my ears
Scared my brain
And created my fears
And even when I sleep with the lamp on
The darkness is too potent for me to dream
Even with all the lights on
it's not bright enough to blind me from the memories that haunt my head
I am still one of your hostages even when I go to bed
And when I wake up in the morning
And when I brush my teeth
And when I drive my car
No matter how long I drive
Deep down I know you are never far
You will always be right around the corner
Down the stairs
And through the door
Living rent-free in my head
And I will always be stuck down there
Screaming for the glorious day
Someone tells me you are daed
How is it I'm only 26
Sitting here in the middle
Of a mid-life crisis?
I haven't even had time
The older ones tell me
To slow down my rhyme
To find the logical reason
Behind these actions
Of unquivering self treason
But its all I've known
Living paycheck to paycheck
Was how I'd grown
Job to job, city to city
Cut the lights off and
Look I'm still pretty.
But this face doesn't pay the bills.
And my body can't handle paid thrills
And the circle comes right back around.
At the ripe young age of 26
I'm smack dab in the middle
Of a mid-life crisis.
Should I never see you it would be too soon.
Have you ever learned to be polite enough to ask permission to use someone else's stuff?
Diluting the contents with water isn't going to hide your sin.
Please o please go away and stay.
Yet like a bad penny you keep coming back.
Wasn't it bad enough stealing my medication?
Oh that I could say these things without a house full of drama.
I need a vacation, I need out of here and when I return can you please be gone?
Yet I know it can't be so.
Please o please go away and stay.
If your mouth is moving, I know you are lying.
Even when there is no good reason to lie, you do.
Oh the pain you cause with all this increased stress.
Please o please go away and stay.
You are like nails across a chalkboard.
The nagging bark of a yapping dog.
The unyielding screams of a colicky babe.
There is no end in sight.
Please o please go away and stay.
Storm clouds on the horizon will bring unending tears of frustration.
Trapped within these four walls like a prisoner in my home.
Please o please go away and stay
© Sharon Edwards. All rights reserved, 4 hours ago
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Did you not think I would weep,
When I heard you sigh and say,
I just can't love you that way?
Your words, razor sharp, cut deep.
Only pride kept my tears at bay.
You were a complete ass today
You made promises you won't keep.
Said you would never stray,
And would kiss me every day.
I'm hurt, heartsick and can't eat,
The world is dark and gray.
My trust you did betray.
Now that I know you're a creep,
No way in hell can you stay.
Get out of my sight, just go away.
Not a word! Not a peep!
No hugs, not even a wave!
I will not cave!
LOGIN,
When he says," LOGIN,"
She can ask " WHERE ?,
WHERE ABOUT ?"
He can be meaning "SING IN HIS HEART"
And the password is " TRUE LOVE"
He loves you so much,
Once you LOGIN in his life,
You accepted his terms and conditions:
A) being his best friend in life,
B) being his happiness,
C) being his comforter in hard times,
D) being his partner in his future projects
E) being with him till to death
LOGOUT,
He won't forget you
when DEATH will force you to GET OUT
of his life ,
Because :
A) It will be a chock in his life,
B) You will remain in memory forever,
C) It won't be your fault to leave him,
D) You will be resting in peace ,
As the scripture says, "
only death will separate you."
February 24/ 2023
Written by Alfonso Warally Ngengethe Mussabwa Chris