Now we're in diffrent postcodes
Lets put our diffrences to bed
Seems we're in diffrent modes
Always have each other missread
Niether of us have fixed abodes
Though not listening to whats said
Whenever the situation explodes
Once again you have now fled
It is another of them episodes
Seems the lights are now on red
Are we at those damm cross roads
With no real clear path ahead
Taken from original version 2014
Choped down a little written 2021
Again a bad case of the blues
Feeling low and depressed
So many unresovled issues
My emotional state not at best
Trying to forget my don'ts and do's
But thoughts and feelings manifest
Trying l am to mind my p's and q's
Just anything to put my mind at rest
Sorry that l am someone whos
Always it seems so damm strested
Though not something l choose
But hay think you have guessed
Excerts from poem a state of confusion 1997
Written 2020
WAR HERO
My hero never walked in a Memorial Day parade
No doubt he was the bravest of the brave
And that is what I call a hero
No, what I meant he is my superhero
His military pension is low
And the mental state is uncontrollable
He is from a small town
His family spread across the country
His wife passed away when he was at war
She will always be the one he adores
His closest friends are no longer close
To him, he doesn't give a damm about his medals
And his life in the war zone
Any other soldier would have done what he accomplished
There have been a lot of years that have passed
And each day he looks for a reason
To figure out why he is still alive
Evil Olive was cruel and vile to her employee Anna
She forced her to stack cats which had died
Anna was distraught and wanted to leave
Damm It I'm Mad to work here poor Anna cried
Madam, I’m going to walk out of the door
Anna’s face grew redder as she shed a tear
She said I won’t step on no pets any more
Anyone would think the devil lived here!
At noon a lawman arrived in his racecar
He asked Olive, was it a cat I saw?
Don’t nod ... you’ve been on our radar
As my gym is in the building next door!
You’ve been caught, wow, I’ve got the stats
I’ll refer this sad case on to my boss Bob
It’s a top spot to find the missing cats
I’m on the level Olive; you’re out of a job!
Fiction write - no cats were harmed in the creation of this poem...
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Christmas is coming day by day
The strain on the wallet will last till May
Kitchen cupboards filling to the top
Could it be we are opening a shop
Christmas cards to write out too
Price of stamps a shock
Nothing in the shops is in stock
Christmas office Party, yeah where’s that Lynn
Hangover in the morning, did I commit sin
Can’t remember a damm thing
Smell of perfume who’s could it be
I hope the wife doesn’t notice it on me
It’s only once a year
We get to drink so much beer
And enjoy such cheer
Hope everyone
Has lots of fun
There are days when you say you are done with life,you are over
There are days when you raise your hands in air,crying with nothing leftover
There are nights when you feel cold&lonely
There are times when you feel to end up every thing suddenly
There must be some moments when you feel choked and useless
There must be days when each and everything seemed pointless
Days when you just feel to quit
Times when you feel to give your life a hard hit
There must be such days,such times,such nights
But god damm you need to be a very strong warrior to fight!
You need to keep moving all the way challenging your life
You don't have to be shattered in fragments and slice!
Come on,be strong,be bold
Don't let anyone be the reason for you life to be on a hold!
Don't give so much importance to anyone
Because at the end everyone seems to be no one!
-Khushi Mehra...
Frustration
By
Lionel Derbyshire
Convinced this is the poem
I dont want found
When a had been life
Is like a selection
Of random carrion.
At first by birth
I heard echo's
Of sweet expectations
A rose grows everyday
Impatience can make it unwilling
And frustration discolours the tone
When hope cheats .. it creates a fuse
But oceans always remain the same
And I fuss when I should be eager
My soul calls for determination
I say life lie's under oath
Yet it formed another blue sky
Let me shoot down the damm moon
And away with the sweet tune of the bird
I am offended and caged
When in my convenience
I blame everything ..
Frustration..
You are a boo.
I can't change the weather
Even if I wanted too.
tribulations has troubled my path
envyness towards thyne enemies flow throu the vains of my rath
the staff has yet to part my sea to show me my path to success
loving the want to have power in my eyes now is something wanted less
giving my best, not ever givin up has got me wher i am
blocking blessings deep down makes me feel stuck like water behind a damm
strecthing out to unknown lands have only to move me around total destruction
makes the flesh take its place in repention
as the birthday of being born into the spiritual world
turns a differance in the eyes of ya peers to tears
when rememberance of past times,days,months, and years
become into exsistance while your flesh lays softly and firm
makes a person relize one day its gonna be your turn
"Ok I think I got it,
Now, just throw the switch,
If by chance this doesn't work,
Life will be a *****"
"Master I have trouble,
I think the thing is stuck"
"Wouldn't you just know it,
It has to be my luck,
Move away from it Igor,
It just needs a little tickle,
Machines like this are sensitive,
And sometimes kind-a fickle,
Damm this thing is stubborn,
It needs a little kick,
NOW, look what you've made me do,
GO, and get a stick"
"Yes Master I will find one,
Big and strong and thick,
You could use it for a lever,
I know it'll do the trick"
"Bring it here my faithful one
You're loyal, trusted, true
And when I have it in my hands,
Then, I'll be using it on you"
Somewhere dark, between the mayhem and the madness
Buried deep in the ultimate sadness
Lies a bleeding heart, waiting to heal
Trying to feel
What used to be real
All now part and parcel of the broken deal
Left alone and wanting
With faded memories so haunting
And the daunting task of trying love again, to bury the pain
And try again.
Just a naive fool, who never learned in school,
it's dangerous to play in the deep end of the pool,
breaking loves golden rule, now I sit in the dunces stool,
With a broken heart, so uncool
Teardrops snicker as they fall from my face,
In mocking gesture, in full disgrace
And dance upon the floor in this barren place.
The day she vanished without a trace.
Now I've been replaced
No hope left
No saving grace.
So damm hard to move on
To find a love in this great beyond
After being used like a worthless pawn
My heart just won't take it
I'm so long gone.
Ebonics, Lets Do Some Slang
I knows I'se yo' life a' chillin'
yo' bro's gamin' da ladies and spillin'
Dat blod on dez streets bout' town
sit yo' nappy azz rite on down!
Lak I'se yo' bes' frien' a skippin'
on da daz he be wacked out en' trippin'
Dat he'd jest tak' yo' last doller
spen' it on jest a gal and a holler!
In fac' sumtimes he sezs me awerkin'
laughs so damm hard he starts ahurtin'
He saz dat iz fer da ignorent doggs
yuz iz ez dead ez a rottin' logg!
I laugh at da way he be'n a-thinkin'
ff'ed up on da weed and da drinkin'!
07/27/2014
For Verlena's Ebonics Contest.
I like challenges....
Bent over, holding my guts again
Begging God to remove this pain
This old heart, how much can it take
Is there an end where it no longer breaks
Sleepless nights, within this empty room
With the reckless thoughts , my head consumes.
The calice thickens, I bury the hurt down deep.
Where the well has dried, yet i still weep
Tear my heart out god, Im tired of what i feel
Love to me just doesnt seem real
I hide alone in agony, no one sees me cry
Living out this misery , til the day I die
It was a lesson learned poorly, yet still I learned
Its just too damm bad, I still carry the burns
The internal bleeding, leaves no signs, no scars to see.
But a throbbing ache within, no one will ever see.
Come see me
I’m A little sleepy
Wish you were here
to feel me
Before I drift
to where realities rift
I prepare
to ride
that night train
the yearning for your touch
gently Tugging at my Patience
peeling me down
down to the core
damm I wanna be yours
these barren sheets
fueling my insecurities
come see me
in your arms I feel so free
So baby please don’t tease
Spend one more night
with me
Hocus Pocus and a handful of
locusts,
Alakazam over sausages and
baked ham,
This is the motherland of
Earthsea Soup.
Open sesame with a squeeze
of lemon,
Hot dog buns with cheese
and onions,
Oh damm what is that last
enchantment?
Hogworth jumping Jack
raindance,
Dirty dozen pigs in quicksand,
Willow breakdance one hand
stance,
Summoning Simon says star
spelling spell,
Alla Peanut Butter
Sandwiches and fish filling,
By the Power of Grayskull, and
for god sake not ding dong
bell!
No peace for me,
Let the world end,
Let the pain of others remain,
Let the men of wars dies,
Let the children of the world cries,
Where famine and broken families
lies,
No peace ,for you ,and you and me!
We never listen,
We never learn,
We always question,
All words ,no deeds or actions!
What can one man,woman,
Or child make a difference...!
Lots of courage
And alot more
Stubbornness,
Is what you really need.
Not from one or ten to twenty,
But a score of hundred voices to
plea...
Come join forces If you want global
peace!
Not for me, peace,
Frankly dear i don't give a damm,
I would much rather sleep...
Judy Konos
Frankly my Dear I don't give a damn
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