Short Pathetically Poems
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gray tones of blah ness
settle into apathy
yesterdays flatline
pathetically plain
ridiculously stagnant
my mind plays opossum
nothing feels more pathetically empty
than a false sense of pride. ha!...
as if bullies don't know!
i was simply thinking
casually pathetically
about me personally
worrying about you
and i really meeting
i'm my own titanic
creating my own
fate making you
an inevitable
iceberg
Form:
Unconditional,
You said your love is always unconditional,
I, blinked, cast a smile pathetically.
You lied again,
I no longer have the strength to fight back like I did in the beginning,
You cramp your path,
and we would never intersect.
Goodbye...
Why mourn for the stars?
They don't shine for you
Not anymore
Why miss the moon?
It's a coward
Hiding its face
Behind the clouds
It's the heart of a fool
That pines pathetically
Over the night
And the night is foolish
For not holding this heart
Form:
STEELENESS , dead silent
Ascetic
Broken Austerity
Delusion
Copasetic in poverty
Mass-confusion
Pathetically unspoken
Orphaned
Disparity
Silent burial
Silent ceremony.
end
Written Dec. 08th 2014. This is something that I wrote (after my good friends fathers funeral)
Polite Pink
Perhaps a not-so perfect princess
Performing particularly pathetically
Persuasive Pink
Promoting purple
Pink, plunking piano
Passionate Pink
Photographing Pink
Perhaps playfully probably philosophically
Playful Pink
Prancing, painting, proofreading,
Pink is Me.
HER SINKING SILENCE
It feels like sinking.
This stirring, unrequited thinking.
This love. This connecting
Emotive quantum linking
It pains.
You in obduracy
Me alone, pathetically
In pain.
Again.
We could be
So happy.
Instead
We’re dead
The end.
December 16, 2014
By Joel Thornton
Form:
Romeo and Juliet take a hike
You had something pretty nice
I've got the whole world but I'm alone
I've become a one girl tragedy
Out of my mind
Lost capacity
A ghost who wishes to be seen
Pathetically partner less cause
Love's been one sided affair
Romeo and Juliet; at least they were a pair
Form:
Oh Tsunami wave
With your awesome power roar
Take me to love deep
Written for those who, if they were faced with a Tsunami, rather
than pathetically try to run, face and embrace the wonderful
afterlife ! :)
I've been on the other side, I know how wonderful it is...beyond
words.
A fly on the wall can surely see
The blatant display of idiocy
The lies that you spread, disguised as a truth
An unshakeable stance, in spite of the proof
Conceited, inflated in your own regard
Pathetically pompous; a view to discard
You are not smart, or true to your word
Just a big mouth on legs, completely absurd!!
There is an enormous gumball machine in this hair cutting place.
It was probably gleamingly shiny and beautiful once.
Possibly held three hundred thousand gumballs.
Yes, Virginia, it is that big.
This machine is pathetically empty now.
There are only enough gumballs to fill the bottom inch of her bowl.
I feel sorry for her.
APATHETICALLY I APPROACH THIS TASK
ACADEMIC FERVOR RUNNING THIN
“FOR IS IT NOT TIME TO SLEEP?” I ASK-
FAVORING FINALE, I HOLD UP MY CHIN.
HONESTLY, BETTER COULD BE DONE.
HONESTY IT IS NOT THAT I AM LACKING;
COMPOSITION BECOMES LITTLE FUN,
DILIGENCE LOST, I AM SLACKING!
Blah blah blah
What is with this lovey dovey stuff?
I have become the single most annoying,
Breathing creature that inhabits
This crazy world.
You know what?
I may be pathetically sappy,
And romantic,
And oh heaven forbid I'm happy,
So I'm sorry I'm annoying you.
The funniest,
Most ironic thing of all this is...
I've become someone I used to hate.
Phosphorescent planetary
paths petrify prematurely,
Profoundly powerful
photospheres perish
pathetically,
Prominences polarize,
Propagating parabolic
phantom - shadows,
Preterite plasma - bursts
petrify periodically,
Precipitating permanent,
pitch - black primordial -
gloom,
Prototypical pulsars
paradoxically portend post-
stellar doom,
Profound planetary
patriarchs perish perpetually.
Now is the time
To run away to a far away place
Where I never knew
Her or who She is
And the final cut will tell
It's not on me
But across her neck
She's brought me to Hell and back
I pathetically pleaded
Implored, beseeched, and begged
Now it's her turn
For her life she cries
And for her sins I'll die
I've run away
To a far away place
Where Ill never feel
And He welcomes me with open arms
You fell on earth,
sinner!
you shall meet your demise.
No God will pity you,
your vessels shall wreck
through your body.
Agony is your punishment,
foe of your happiness.
You pious little men
hope no more!
Poison lingers even after death.
For having sinned you shall fade.
No God will weep for you.
No Man will grieve for you.
Lapsing to life was wrong,
pathetically cruel was
surviving.
We have a feeling
my love and I
that it's time to leave.
It is the passing
of an earlier time
for which we grieve.
Then, right was right,
hope was bright,
and civility was ever in sight.
We were free our minds to speak
no need for games of hide and seek
or to be pathetically weak.
Without a clap of thunder
that world is dead down under,
making us wonder and perceive
that it's time for us to leave.
SIAMESE TWIN
By Joel Thornton may 2015
Insentient
Insidious/deplorable
The fecal sediment settles to my sentiment
The sewages now inseparable.
An inability to act
Apathetic and indifferent
Pathetically react
Meaningless and unaware.
Now incapable of disjoining
Fused, spliced to the core.
Combining
Convergence
The gore, the urgency.
The horrible timing
The irony, how unfair.
There is this sinking abyss
It's down inside
It's empty and longing
Moaning with an unsure agony
It shakes in terror
The emptiness cries out
No, It screams daily
"Give me what I want"
It's demands mean
Life or death
Sounding pathetically addicted
The question is
Do I give It what It craves
Handing over all my knowledge
Or do I suffer in silence
And in return gain
Great wisdom and health
M. Lyn Church
May 3, 2013
He is the prettiest rooster I have ever seen.
Handsome too, she said. She was the chicken hawk queen.
We had heard rumors about them both, some of them mean.
She was an ugly hen, kind of pathetically drably and green.
He is the talk of the barnyard, she told us. For sure!
If she was in love, he was possibly her sights-set-on-cure.
We watched him crowing, he was standing so near.
I think she would like him to call her “my dear”.
I was rolling along
just fine, thank you
until I came across you
Like a nail in the road, you poked a vicious
hole in my heart, and I went flat
And it was a rough ride
for a while there
and noisy, too-
ka-WHUMP
ka-WHUMP
ka-WHUMP
my heart pathetically
loped along
hoping you would return
to fill the hole you’d made
But now, it’s through, I’m over you
I have a brand new heart
and a much more
careful driver
at the wheel
Your pathetically ugly,
that's what they all say.
Has they frolic together,
in the summer and play.
And I'm alone,
all by myself.
Here in my tree,
with nobody else.
But the joke is on them,
and soon they will see.
All of the beauty,
that lives inside me.
For my time will come,
and some day real soon.
When I step outside,
of my self woven room.
In my beautiful colors,
so pleasing to eyes.
Kaleidscopical beauty alive in the sky...