Best Legitimately Poems
And I witness
Your deplorable “glory”
Hunching over my tattered spine,
So we can have something in common
You walk with glorified shell-shock,
Another sentient tongue,
Straddling on the Eros of vindication
Your sandpaper hands
Reach for an assaulted tenderness
Embracing lambasted lyric
Another tenor’s proclamation
That their oxidized octaves
Are legitimately sound
…
Nobody is listening.
…
So, you try to rectify your ill-erect
Compass
Only heading south
Bound
By meandering prophecies,
Unwritten
Undeclared
Just another pre-historic fool
Believing the Jamaican grass is greener on
The other side
Puff your corrupted beliefs
Toward laundered Benjamins
While I soak in the bloodied joy,
That I remain priceless
…
Approach me
While you suffer tiny warden syndrome
In High Definition
Be the insignificant syllable that
Becomes, you, a fragmented figment
Of your re-imagination
Call in your slobbering pinchers and
Convince them why dethroning my smile
Will be that change you conspire,
Because I stood taller than the arrogant
Umbilical c(h)ord that breastfeeds your high horse
For I am you
I am you
Every kick, every punch, every verbal attack
Every overcompensating, born-again glare
You blasphemously portray
But, it is not me you scar.
IT IS NOT ME THAT YOU SCAR!
…
Your one-night stand with perception
Succumbs your third-eye
Keep drinking from your bloodied, rustic w(h)ine glass,
As you drown in your declarations of dependence
Screaming to be louder than love
Louder than your ordained intentions
To become a speck of importance
To be worth something,
Something more,
Than the lunging foot you believe
Will keep me down
©D.J.E.
Categories:
legitimately, abuse, bullying, life, people,
Form:
Free verse
Rejected. Again.
Tonight I think I felt utterly defeated.
My hands around my towel to the shower I retreated.
I cleaned the house. Put the kids to bed early.
So I could try my best to be flirty...
He shows me no interest. I wear black lace.
I expect him to kiss me.. hands on my waist...
My fiance sighs... Me on my knees now I'm bare.
No passion in kissing or fist in my hair.
He looked down at me and said sternly "no."
But i tried again. I just couldn't let it go.
I kissed up his neck and I straddled his hips.
Heartache felt like a sinking ship..
"Didnt you hear me say no"
"Get off"
I feel dirty.
What should I expect? Hes in his mid 30s
Like I'm trying to force him..I hear whispers.
I scrub my skin raw in the shower... till it blisters.
I'm 23 maybe I'm too eager to please him.
I hear his excuses yet he calls them his reasons.
I'm available to him. At his beck and call.
When I want him.... he let's me fall.
We have 2 kids and my body has changed.
Maybe I just dont feel the same.
Maybe I dont look my best.
Why do I feel like a monster with my hands on his chest?
We're supposed to get married legitimately
How do I cope with no intimacy?
We have sex twice a month if I'm honest
I'm feeling disgusting. Worthless. Haunted.
I lay naked beside him and tears sting my eyes.
I choke out another "i love you. goodnight."
Categories:
legitimately, anxiety, boy, conflict, lonely,
Form:
Free verse
I look inside you
I step inside then
Well, well, look what I find here
Is this place Hell
Where my steps have led me
She calls me the Devil
Well that sounds just like him
Comteplations of direct hits
Night Marches regardless
If I’m the Archer or the target
Your still a part of
The weapons aimed in my direction
Shells, Shields, Force fields
Special Forces
Black opts, Black Hawks
Solid truths in soft words
Infrared, GPS, global positional satellites
Inferred here, I’m speaking from the third person
a glutton for punishment, a fly in the ointment
there are no flies on somebody
I’m Dynamic, I’m a driving force
I’m vigorous, full of energy, poetically spoken I got a purpose
Poetic Justice
Poet Destroyer
I tell you in Latin, I’m Acinonyx jubatus
Imma Cheetah
My words travel faster than a Leopard
I ain't no follower, I ain't no lemming
A Legend lends itself to something
Legitimately speaking
“To the system, I speak into the Universe
In the light years I splash and play in”
Categories:
legitimately, slam, universe,
Form:
Concrete
The Life we now live seems but a deceitful drain
Rules abound that keep us all in chains
When will our saviour show us
We are in his favour
Blessed are the rich for they can afford the price rises
Essentials are so far out of reach for us already on our knees
We constantly pray
For what we gravely need
Blessed are the police for they can do as they please
They trample us in their lustful hate of society
Despite claiming to be our big brother
Blessed are the artful for they will dodge anything
And pay an unfair share of taxes
By buying government policy
Blessed are the bankers for they have ruined the day
Lending to us who could not control our spending
But now have to face reality
Blessed are the politicians for they always know what not to say
And lie at election time so convincingly
That we foolishly believe their comedy
Blessed are the immigrants
For they at first appear foolhardy
Working long hours for less money
Till they realise they have rights like everybody
Blessed are the celebrities
For they have distracted us well
From the day to day hell in which we dwell
Blessed are the peaceful for they are useful after a riot
And can calm some but only for a short while
Till the government causes a decline in the economy
Blessed are the rioters for they know the value of greed
And covet an unpaid for flat screen TV
That was too overpriced if bought legitimately
Blessed are the gangs for they rule the streets
And act like feral cats
Till they end up six feet under
Blessed are the silly for they believe the news
And have a forgetful countenance
And will always blame somebody
Blessed are the over-spender
Who keep the internet in boom
Even though it’s unaffordable credit card spending
That will cause future misery
Blessed are the middle classes for they take all the school places
And the jobs and all the cream
And anything they can carry
Blessed are the reporters
For they know how to fan the flames of discontent
With their distilled forgetful hate
That shows gross prejudices
Blessed are the simple folks who the world passes by so quickly
And who seem so unfairly happy
Long may they remain cloaked in insanity
And finally blessed are the people for they will rise up eventually
Another day
When despair can’t be held at bay
Categories:
legitimately, political, prejudice,
Form:
Free verse
Luke Laker locks lengthy lovely letters and lollypops in a
locker lying at lonesome lounge in learning field, linking
lake Lawson to the left of Larry`s law school.Lady Latoya a
Latina licks Luke Laker`s lollypops , looks into and reads his lovely
letters with levity.Luke Laker loses his cool,lashes and lunges
for Latoya and their lips locked in... a long lasting kiss of life,
just like licking lollypops and lemonade.
Later Luke weds Latoya legitimately in a large littoral land zone.
Categories:
legitimately, life, romance,
Form:
Alliteration
IF EVER I HAD A COUNTRY : LXXII
IF ever I had a country with or without nationality
And if ever I were elected or nominated Chief Patriot of this God-forsaken mis-carriaged country
And if ever my country - minus the nation - were to be on the verge of being invaded by other countries which religiously subscribe to the notion of " God-bless-us-first " in all exclusivity
I would make it the point of utmost urgence to challenge such insolent uppity countries on their concept of nationality by tabling a motion on the definition of patriotism as opposed to that of nationalism in the United Nations General Assembly
All at the risk of being expelled from that august self-effacing ineffective body and my own blasted country in utter ignominy
And I'd command all patriots to take up arms against and shoot at sight the back-thumping nationalists within my country for fear they may join hands with the invading xenophobic nationalists to enslave and throttle all patriots - y compris the Chief Patriot - in my dear old patrie
And this, even if I were to be unconstitutionally nominated Chief Patriot by all die-hard nationalists in within my own country
Even if I never ever had no country not legitimately sworn in at the United Nations General Assembly
© T. Wignesan - Paris, November 20, 2018
Categories:
legitimately, betrayal, patriotic, satire, slavery,
Form:
Dramatic Monologue
How do you spell sex
It's spelled H-O-L-Y C-R-A-P
The most amazing feeling
Far better than a nap
Puts gas in your tank
You yell out W-O-O H-O-O
Your eyeballs get crossed
You wind up askew
Don't remember my name
Think it's B-I-G S-T-U-D
Surely would describe me
Hit the floor with a thud
Rambunctious for sure
A S-E-X M-A-S-T-E-R I is
Earned it legitimately
In tests was a whiz
How do you spell sex
It's spelled H-O-L-Y C-R-A-P
The most amazing feeling
You sure can't beat that
© Jack Ellison 2013
Categories:
legitimately, humorous,
Form:
Quatrain
Quaint-n-cleverly qualified, mystic-n-neatly organized thoughts of another,
passionately pulverized paper work, legitimately legalized my soul mate, whole
heartedly-n-compassionately recognized my sole proprietress, the true owner of my
beating heart and my enthralling eyes, the only woman who can make my ***** rise, I
said I do, now can I kiss my Bride.
Categories:
legitimately, love, together, wife,
Form:
Free verse
Into the midst of the hen flock
Brock my brown leghorn flying cock
Mediterranean breading stock
Flew off the roost to dock
When barnbyard dust settled you see
Hens begin cackling with glee
As soon as was able to see
That rooster was handsomely he
As marsupial much alarmed
As brown leghorn spurs fully armed
Being exposed to the great charmed
The hens flapped their wings thus informed
Opossum tucked babes in her pouch
Her most inner juvenile couch
Plain to see that my Brock’s no slouch
Awesome spurs would surely mean ouch!!
Legitimately now has he
A very large harem you see
There are many chick yet to be
As shall many opossums flee
Many red tail hawks on the wind
But my red rooster will defend
His harem band of lady friends
Every day again and again
At danger he will never baulk
`Tis cackle, cackle, cackle, squawk
`Tis the brown leghorn rooster talk
Cock of the squawk barnyard boardwalk
3-3-2010
Categories:
legitimately, funnyred,
Form:
Monorhyme
An alphabet poem was the request
Between 16 and 20 lines the test
Create a wonderful English rhyme
Develop it within the given time
Eagerly I wrote just to see if I could
Following each letter as it should
Giving thought to what was next
Hoping to put it all into text
Instantly words came to me
Jotting them down I could see
Knowing that it flowed so smooth
Legitimately speaking I did approve
Meeting all of what was asked
Nothing short of a mammoth task
Original from the start to end
Priority given so not to offend
Quantity was indeed a must
Rhyming words I had to adjust
Successfully completting the required request
Therefore hoping all are impressed.
Categories:
legitimately, word play, words,
Form:
Rhyme
Just me and mine shadow doth blog
passivity, the path of least resistance oh my dog,
an emphatic YES,
a legitimately valid reason and rhyme to flog
yours truly (figurative emasculation),
thee catchword to hog
immediate attention,
see above named poem title
the best idea to expound upon,
while attempting creative juices to jog
all mein kampf, I felt like a bump on a log
please... don't be hesitant
to identify me as a nog
one aging long haired pencil neck geek
never reached maturity forever a pollywog.
More clearly, plainly and succinctly
one sniveling poor excuse for masculinity,
I continually experience
unrepentant (unforgivable) humility,
hence lame justification
Matthew Scott sought adultery,
which unwise choice attempted
(pun intended) to fill a void
sexual propensity linkedin with precepts
attributed to Sigmund Freud,
though skepticism skirts
barenaked lady hardcore psychoanalysis
downplayed or Oedipus complex
shrugged off (heavier imposition
versus Atlas) fails to bridge any mettle alloyed
within me psyche.
Absent healthy teenage
dating experiences, think tryst
I yearned, trended then
regretted handy dandy wrist
took rat tick antics subsequently,
and compromised spawning prurient dalliances,
hence understandably missed
(until death do me part)
doting upon then young daughters,
rightfully thee eldest one
(born 12/22/1996) still pissed
at primal, gonadal, and brutal predilections
now... finding very little reason to exist
matter of fact I dreamt
(earlier today June twenty seventh
two thousand and twenty), the gist
regarding harming self
Categories:
legitimately, absence, abuse, betrayal, crush,
Form:
Free verse
February 4th, 1999 - two hundred
and fifty two months ago
Shana Aubrey Harris officially completed,
now ranks among status quo
lawfully, legally, legitimately in toto
twenty one orbitz around the sun - whoa!
Chronological benchmark ye did attain
plus major purchase of second automobile
(2002 Subaru Impreza) skill ye did gain
curious if family/friends helped ye maintain
being calm, cool, and collected -
quite a taxing acquisition, one need be sane.
Said significant decision
perhaps makes heart skip a beat,
but analogously, and literally
puts ye in driver seat
tending to maintenance
of vehicle sweet
figurative taste of liberation,
while familiarizing feet
to become acclimated
accelerating at velocity
with precious fleet,
obeying Sir Isaac Newton's
first law of motion.
More important gently
and timely to apply brake
lest police siren wails
finding ye to quake
thus requiring thee
to summon nerves of steel,
cuz friendly police thirst
he/she doth slake
issuing moving violation
scenario haint no nightmare
unless fatal accident occurs,
whereby family and friends attend wake
mourning beloved daughter
forever ruing grievous
loss for Pete's sake.
Even after time tested practice
acquiring consummate skill
experiencing diverse situations
manning steering wheel will
unexpectedly introduce during
different seasons frightful scenarios
analogous to getting
spooked by ghostly chill
ye must Carrie on as
the shining defensive driver
setting sterling pride to self
giving ego uber lyft till
ye get over the hill
much quicker than Jack and Jill.
Categories:
legitimately, 11th grade, 12th grade,
Form:
Enclosed Rhyme
a piece of dust’s volume mathematics can remit
an ant’s much bigger than it legitimately can be made fit
an elephant’s many thousand times greater a bit
earth’s magnitude than an elephant everyone admit
infinity numbers of stars are there much larger than earth
uncountable stars form galaxies take there in birth
volume of whole universe not easy to measure
God’s the finest creator greatest over all treasure
how much power has in Him no one knows
His blessing can be felt if always remains close
Amen
Categories:
legitimately, god, universe,
Form:
Rhyme
Deep sleep
seems to be a figment
of my ruminating imagination
Just as my polypathic sex life
seems to be a fading figment
of dark penetrative
and glad light receptive
co-passionate re-imagination
And trauma
feels like a figment
of my Master Knows Best addictive history
limiting legitimately compassionate love
to exclude all my body's wrong
but feels so right
sacred places
Thinking I am a bit queerly curious
about integrity's 1/0 bi-genderal
iconic Taoist co-governance
for health care
CoPassionate pleasures
crowning Light
receiving wealth share,
deep
dark repair
root chakra Power
Dipolar Co-arising
convex-White 1
precessively over
concave-Black Non-0
recessively co-passionate
warmly pleasant
secular bipolarities
with sacred potential
wholarity hilarities
Regenerating ego-1/eco-0 co-empathic mindfulness
appreciating timeless win/win balance
yang-1/yintegral-0 cooperative,
stimulating co-passionate win/win pleasures
Co-invested
since before indigenous wu-wei messages
SunCrowning Light/Earth DarkMoon Powers
Deep wound
whole wombed Black Hole
not-not 0 = +1 panentheistically co-radiant
holonic co-therapeutic
Earth Communication NeuroSystems
Verbally thoughtful passions
and nonverbally felt pleasures
pursuing win/win
CrownVoiced/RootChoiced
co-impassioning grace
Like sacred wind,
a penetrating figment from above
seems to become flirtatious
with deep and wide
creation-bearing seas
yearning seasons
churning pregnantly below
Where troubling sleep
becomes a figment
of deprived
traumatized
self v other
win/lose chronic
degeneration
within
As colored in
between white monotheistic lines
and misbegotten monopolistic lies
Black Hole sacred figments
of timeless wounded blues
lacking courageous deep sensory crews,
curious illuminating clues
searching for compassionate thrival news
As deep sleep
becomes a fleeing figment
of ruminating re-imaginations.
Categories:
legitimately, addiction, confidence, culture, health,
Form:
Political Verse
Mistakes I have made
Errors I have committed
Hearts I have broken
People I have legitimately and illegitimately insulted
I have scammed
I have jilted
I have used and dumped
What else were you told?
For being so cold
Yes I have done thoroughly all of them
But what do they matter?
Because that was my past
My past my past my past
But you are my present
The lady I want to give my heart to as present
The lady I want to love with the whole of my strength
The lady I want to because of, go to any length
The lady I want to forever keep in my emotional tent
You are that precious jewel I want to spend my life with
The Queen I want to prepare breakfast for
The woman I want as the mother of my children
But you have choices
It is a world of multiple choices
Hold on to my past and let go of me
Or believe in my present and let write the new story together
But either ways, I will always love you
ABSOL - 07032277508
Categories:
legitimately, forgiveness, friendship, girlfriend,
Form: