You got what you needed
even though
it was an Indian gift from the karmic sky-gypsies.
“It was never enough for you was it?”
The 'told you so’ pigmy bobble-heads of hippo-Maya
declared with a wink.
Let it be known
that the bedazzling chop suey
of Chinese phooey
will keep you spinning in circles
like a topless drunk.
Wealthy Cats stick it up your nose
and tread on your toes on the way out.
They call it charity, but they also flush 2 times
so the crap takes an extra lap.
The Dancing Masters of Wu
commend you for your patience
and forbearance,
but that is certainly not enough
or is it?
When all things go wrong,
You just have to sit your sad, self down
And write a lovely, happy song.
But your heart is so crushed!
Why were you a confused clown?
Your words now, so totally hushed
Yet….the eyes of the stars how they twinkle,
You turn to your lover’s welcoming arms.
“This one day in time”, he says,”was but a wrinkle!”
9-3-2022
I’m normal, get over it!
I don’t wear women’s clothes
Pout my lips or paint my toes
I don’t eat twenty cakes a week
Or do a selfie and show my cheek
I haven’t tatts all over my body
And crying all day’s not my hobby
I don’t have a fashionable label
I don’t believe all I watch on cable
I wasn’t bullied at secondary school
I don’t wear sandals and a cagoule
I never show my feminine side
My hard drive has nothing to hide
I haven’t got a flag as far as I know
I don’t like people who call me bro
I’ve never kissed a man or petted a pet
I’ve done nothing I really regret
I haven’t a beard, I like a shave
I’m perfectly normal, my name's Dave
David Cox 01/09/22
The day was bright and grey
A fake smile on my face
But I was involved with myself,
In my brain, with a fray.
Unaware of everything that's going around me
I was deeply dejected, after all
It was not just a bruise on my knee.
I was in my own dark world
I wish that I could tell somebody
My mind was not there
where you saw my body.
It was a short period of time
Gone through that mental breakdown
Whom should I blame?
Why do I frown?
A near-death experience, I know
is worse than this
But to get over any of them
is not less than a bliss.
Though it's not easy to get over
The heart is wounded
And you need to be your own lover.
Know you own worth
Because this mean world would never tell
If you believe in KARMA like me
Remember, there is something like Heaven and He'll....
~hara
Just Get Over It & Move On
Written: by Tom Wright
10-6-2016
In some matters my actions aren’t circumspect,
One, I make no attempt to be politically correct.
While understanding that some may have thin skin,
Good or bad I’ll remain the man I’ve always been.
I won’t use words just to make you feel good,
Though notions of others tell me that I should;
I think that most are seeking a cause to protest,
Not considering this might leave me distressed.
Today, the minority wants to dictate change,
Introducing things that will our lives rearrange.
Dredging up matters, often, of little consequence,
While espousing some slogan making little sense;
But with head held high I refuse to conform,
Though political correctness has become the norm;
Unpalatable things a conservative can’t swallow,
In a political correctness pool I refuse to wallow.
So the referendum didn't go your way,
you wanted to remain, you thought we'd stay,
you didn't anticipate the leave result,
and two years later it's still too difficult,
you've handed out many bigoted insults,
please tell me, how long will it be til you behave like adults?
It's gone,
It's over.
Yes, regret!
But then,
Make sure,
To forget!
Get over it.
Cry a river,
Build a bridge,
And get over it!
Listen up,
It's time.
Don't act like,
You're confessing;
To a murder crime!
It'll be fine.
Get over it,
Cry a river,
Build a bridge,
And get over it!
For those with heartbreak
This advice you should take
It will heal your mind
Thus happiness you'll find
After losing 'the love of your life'
Firstly confidence is key
To find one who loves thee
If loving yourself is not learnt
Then a partner shan't be earned
And opportunities shall be missed
Another is to accept
The memories are to forget
Or you'll never move on
And recovery will be long
Crying over and over again...
Act like nothing ever happened before
Even though people may seem so sore
Grudge or vendetta should never hold
Be very nice and should never scold.
Why would someone say things they did
Maybe around were only trying to kid
Soon serious became name of the game
Who should really receive all the blame?
By some questions I am often hounded
Which often have left me dumb-founded
And no matter where each chip may fall
Will we ever be able to get over it all?
James Thomas Horn
www.poetrysoup.com
i dont care who you are
or what you think of me
build me up and break me down
then take your "stuff"* and flee
i hate you
you know it too
so bring it to my plate
take a point and hold my ground
to not spew all my hate
you were so nice in the beginning
well, what the "heck"* are you now?
gone, love, thats what you are
a filthy ugly cow
i am still the nice guy
lord, you have said so much worse
and still im here, i still get by
a blessing, not a curse.
i didnt snap hard enough to say what i meant
I did enjoy the ride,
The burst of emotions.
But I'm over that now.
Your loss,
Your problems,
Your fault.
Too bad I'm not sad.
Too bad I'm not crying.
Too bad I feel no guilt for anything.
Too bad I'm too good for you.
If that's too bad for you,
Then get over it.
Sternly said.”Listen Up-You”..
It won’t ever work..get over it.
Amazingly spineless in this case,
This is really not like me at all.
Over, never really was, OVER
Damn fate brought his face in view.
One sided..always knew it.
Now, Put one foot forward, then the other….
MOVE ON . ORG
For Kristin's contest.
Sight begins to blur
Tears roll down my face
My infatuation with you was just a waste
My heart broken in two
I didnt know what to do
But then I knew
I knew what I had to do
I had to get over you
But i dont know how to
How to get over you
I hate you, guys, I wish you pain.
It never causes any strain.
I can't care less for all this sh--
You say to me. Get over it.
Yes, spirit is my perfect friend -
It's always there by my demand.
Yes, I detest the whole mankind.
Yes, I deny, and I'm denied.
I'm misanthropic, deviant,
Irrational, irrelevant,
Whatever else I have been called.
I've said this. Now f--- off - you all.
I curse the world, I curse my fate,
I first destroy and then create.
You laugh at me - I turn and spit,
You try to mess with me - I quit.
You draw hearts - I draw spades,
You say "enough" - I say "too late".
You can't accept your worst defeat -
My victory. Get over it.
I'm misanthropic, deviant,
Irrational, irrelevant,
Whatever else I have been called.
I've said this. Now f--- off - you all.
You draw hearts - I draw spades,
I curse the world, I curse my fate.
Yes, I detest the whole mankind.
Yes, I deny, and I'm denied.
Get over it!
My cries are adolescent,
Life is unfair.
Well, sweetheart, kill yourself
Or get over it.
But I want it to be different,
I don't want to be so perverse,
So destructive.
I try to wash it from my body,
Try to rid myself of everything that has ruined me.
The cum
The makeup
The pills
The vodka
The blood.
This soap does nothing,
My tears are stagnant.
The blood of the lamb is a slap in the face,
Because I can never be pure again.
I can't pretend.
I can't get over it.
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