Short Antisocial Poems

she couldn't
be bothered
to feign interest



posted on September 13, 2018...

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Preposterous
Angry
Rabid
Antisocial
Neurotic
Overly suspicious
Irrational
Deranged...

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Written April 20, 2016


Here he comes
To the red brick mailbox
Down the solar powered sidewalk
Newspaper in hand
A suburban professional
However antisocial...

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Homophobia

When lovers melt to be as one yet not alone
Would you cast them dead, and throw that heavy stone?
Suppose a brand of Love it isn’t antisocial
That Love to me is poetry, not prose, and no disease at all...

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Es, es why
Please tell me
Why
Guess tell
Why
I love you
Like I do

What ways
To speak it
When others
Might seek it
and have us
Dispaired
Tell me you
Care
Tell me
You care
And we
Can start
Our love thing
anew...

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eccentric she was
socially awkward
somewhat paranoid
with bizarre twitches
not mixing in
an outcast 
of her own doing
a square peg
in a round hole
not fitting in



AP: Honorable Mention 2020

posted on September 11, 2018...

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I hate most people
I'm not antisocial though
But they bring drama

Make no mistake friend
Some people i do adore
Some i would die for

Don't worry stranger 
I'm actually friendly
If we had to meet 

I'm just very shy
But I'm not antisocial 
Maybe we should speak...

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I have no one
I have nothing 
I’m hollow 
Have you a feeling I can borrow
I’m pained
It numbs
I’m stuck undone 
Have you a dream I can borrow 
I’m lonely 
I’m antisocial 
I’m sorrow
Is there a soul I can borrow

I want to start my life again
I want to start my life again...

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Antisocial you think
Because I will not waste good ink
To display my mind
To hearts still blind
What we do here is build a hereafter
Shall I add my name to the laughter
Of tomorrow?
I can do better with the cause of sorrow.
I must live for more than me and now
I have set my eyes beyond clouds
And see the stars with teeming plough
Muted too above our pimpled crowds....

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At times
when you
don't want to
participate in a
societal function
you leave the scene,
wander through
the canyons, crevices
and hallways
of illusive deviations
pondering the ways, means
of your survival.
You don't intend
to be antisocial
but sometimes
you can't find
the essence, purpose
of all the distractions
that others consider vital
to their being....

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Misunderstood and used,
Insane, but always amused.

Secretive, worried, helpful,
Past is cloudy and dull.

Antisocial, big personal bubble,
Always running away from the troubles.

Runs head and helmet into everything,
All of her desires, closed, unappealing.

Too trusting, kept in the dark, curiosity got the better,
Covering up everything below, no one will forget her....

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Why am I
so antisocial?
With so much to say
and not enough words.
I hold it all in
So close
all my sins
Irreversably convinced
everyone will play
judge and jury
Don't let it out
Don't let them see
what I've done.
Until alone in my bed
I can cry myself to sleep
once again
vicious cycle
Wish I was dead
Voice in my mind says
"wicked thought!
"another sin!"
Great
I just can't win
these mind games.....

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They are indoor kids
Disconnected from nature
Acting like robots

The antisocial
raised by computer programs
Acting like robots
In Fantasy worlds 
Virtual reality
Acting like robots

Without self-love, they 
made false versions of themselves
Acting like robots

Wake up our kids are  
Losing their soul-mind-body
Acting like robots

Take the kids outside
Please, disconnect the Wi-Fi
No robots needed...

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As the night creeps
And the darkness invades
I gaze out the window
And notice a building
A vehicle engine
The stench of pollution
I taste the sour pale mist
Now I bask with pessimists
The sleeping are happy
Living in artificial
But the awake are sad
Fearing the unofficial and
Seeking the antisocial seclusion
Before the tree leaf's moved outside
The crickets screeched
The air reeked natural
The atmosphere wasn't factual...

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My family is all mucked up she tells her date.
We have multiple diagnoses.
My dad is mentally deranged, a psychopath.
He has probably killed people.

My mom is a freak, she has early onset Alzheimer’s and depression.
My brother is a sociopath, and antisocial.
I am bipolar with dyslexia. 
I thought you would want to know before our third date.

We could still date, but you need to know that I am gay,
Her fast-thinking suiter fibbed....

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These thoughts
These feelings
Emotionally bleeding
Malice fantasies
Aura like an ocean of seas
Characteristically comminuted
Social but antisocial
Free but manacled
Unable to enable favourable
Peace & joy at will
Smilling at the pain
Thinking with my heart
Feeling with my brain
Its like I'm a work of art
But a work in progress
It's like the mask
Is my own personal Jesus
Malicious bliss
Building the fortress
Till i kick up &
Enjoy my foot rest...

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You don't want to see her
when she hasn't had her fix.
You can't speak to her
when she hasn't had her fix.

She sings razor words
with a tongue
like a spike.

Antisocial descendant 
of a proud womb.
Avoid conversation
and avoid oneself.

Lady sees it
Lady breathes it
Lady needs it
like a beast in heat

And her cravings
lead to raging
and castrating
the world that she sees.

She loves her man
She is in love with escapism
But I'm still here....

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The one person you want to read your stories
And ponder upon your fury ,doesn't even know you exist.
Why do I dive face first into the social swimming pool only too look like a fool. The stories I tell my heart Is draining like a well. You wouldn't care if I fell, fell face first into the antisocial well. I could tell someone about my sorrow only for them to feel borrowed. A borrowed heart is something earned not bought. For I lay here in misery with my broken heart....

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Quiet- but so bold
Young- yet my soul is old

Loud- quite surprising
Known to know everything

So clever, but know nothing about people
Guess that's called antisocial?

But I can do anything they say
Yet attention is something I can't pay

I get good grades though!
Such a small deal, no?

I have many of my own 'quirks'
Although they're flipped by my 'perks'

Annoying, I must admit
But I can not say it

Can't just say I'm not ok
Have to keep up the fake play...

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