Short Badder Poems
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Nature programs are all I watch
Baseball's been canceled the whole lot
Suffering like mad
It's badder than bad
Need Vladamir to take over our thoughts
Badder Bladder Climbing Ladder
There had been a problem with my bladder,
Higher and higher I would climb tall ladder;
When I quibbled,
Dribbled and dribbled;
Bader and bader did become my bladder.
Jim Horn
Propaganda,
Misinformation,
Newspeak;
Word on the street.
World War three?
We'll see.
Google,
Facebook
YouTube;
Dogman,
Mothman,
UFOs and portals.
Bad,
Badder,
Worst;
Causing me to stay at home,
Like a hermit,
And jump at shadows.
You know what you are
You're like a scar, ugly
You're tongue is sharp
Hurts like a boxers fist
You knock me out so bliss
It's not love though
It's want, so
I want you bad
I need you badder
You want me too
if only to batter
Words hurt.
They leave scars on the soul
So what if you're mute
Your words hurt
I thought I would be lost
Shattered by disbelief
Do I believe in anything
I am seeing
Or is love just not meant to be
Do people learn forgiveness
Do we forever hurt in this world
Do we strive to climb a ladder
Does life at times get badder
Is perfection real
A picture perfect life
A intuition to find happiness
The thought of will I ever be a wife
This is my transition
No good, no good they say,
Its badder place than you all imagine,
People reincarnated born against me,
Evil under the sun,
threaten me with a future of unbearable pain,
Alone I stand against them all,
Soon i will be living in my own realm,
Goodbye to you all,
The world is a paodophilic cult.
On the sign broken bit of wood on the entrance to this world,
It says imagine there's no heaven.
Form:
My refusal skills are pretty much non-existent.
I grew up in a small town where most people say yes.
Others use words like no, absolutely not, not my clowns.
I say okay almost immediately to any request coming my way.
For where I grew up anyone who said no was labelled a trouble maker.
An outcast, a do-badder,
I know it is crazy, but I really do
want my reputation for being a pushover fully intact.
Captain Mousey Mook had a vile virile look
It makes him dashing said his long-time cook
She had a thing for this do-badder named Mook
Wishing he would someday sport a left-wrist hook.
It would be such an improvement to his natural look
Stated the cook, who got her recipes from a cheesy book.
Everyone knew she felt this way about Captain Mousey Mook
When he heard it though, he plank-walked the cook.
Think of it as, a prison but with you as the one inmate.
Constantly fighting the "badder" you. soon becomes too exhausting.
Beating yourself up over and over again.
To find out this entire time, you have been a free man.
So I sit in my cell, chained to my bed.
No need to run free.
I'll handle my own punishment.
Not what God intended but it's my only escape.
Not running just slowing down, so my soul can catch up to me.
Form:
sounds very right by me,
overcoat worn out,
and back i'll be,
where thought does rule eternity,
till me soul has no more doubt,
i'm free,
on the 7th level eternally,
no other way about,
when debt is paid by me,
spring out of the old overcoat, dead you be,
back just west of eternity,
badder dudes return constantly,
the suffering side of humanity,
balance and logic prevail,
on the list of serenity...
Don
re: Dying To Be Me
Mystic Rose
melting wax , burn my hand ,
flowing down , like a droplet,
white in color , round as a band ,
melting wax , burn my hand .
killing me , burning me ,
ruining me , destroying me ,
doing something , nothing good ,
same as a piece of burning wood .
giving me light , during night ,
badder than a bulb , better than nothing ,
help me , or do something ,
melting wax , burn my hand .
curtains on fire ,
running , I'm tired !
not on time , I'm fired
melting wax , burn my hand !!!