Short Undisciplined Poems
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Virtue
Angelic compassion
Self-controlled, caring, understanding.
Integrity, ethicality; corruption, immorality
Undisciplined, neglecting, judging.
Demonic cruelty
Depravity
An undisciplined terrible tot,
Ana did awful things quite a lot.
Uncle Bob she did kick.
I told Dad. With a stick,
a good spanking my sis at last got!
Unschooled, undisciplined,
my spirit forged on
Past theory and dogma,
past anthem and song
A serendipitous storm,
thoughts, feelings, unshared
All masking together,
—with just one to care
(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2018)
Oh April
I hear you tapping
Tapping on sweet Spring’s back door
Running through the streets after dark
Undisciplined, unchaperoned
Chattering in a fledgling nest
Peeking from behind softened soil
Basking in a sunrise drum roll
I hear nature whisper
OH! APRIL
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Threesome
twosome
wantsum
*simply the muse friendz
but funny y'all ;)
("wantsum" is my own
portmanteau...wanton&sum)
ORIGIN OF WANTON 1
WANTON [ won-tn ]
First recorded in 1250; Middle English wantowen, literally,
[adj.] “undisciplined, ill-reared”
[noun] a lascivious person (in this write; persons)
Haunting thoughts race through my mind,
that I can not dismiss time after time.
Often they are images of past mistakes I have made,
back during my more ignorant undisciplined days.
"That wasn't you back then.
You have grown to be a better person,"
but no matter how many times I tell that to myself,
these haunting thoughts continue reeking havoc on my mental health.
They say life is full of twists and turns,
But the bid for love comes uneasy.
As the fire of my heart eternally burns,
For the reminder of kindness goes unbusy.
But my heart fights like a rebel,
And standing alone, numb and broken.
Wondering of being saved by an angel.
Or the hole in my heart stays ever it has been,
With my hands shaken, as grief is only I can feel.
A flash, the first strike;
I want to be where you are,
nothing more or less;
Feeling all of your impact
I’m not ready to let go;
Memories can’t last
like this dramatic image;
Instantaneous;
Streak sparkling in the darkness
an indented frozen line;
Take a slow step back
undisciplined rotation!
Pastel colors stay;
Oh, I could get used to this;
I don’t want to end today.
I'm just living a life of an one-eyed AuDHD dude,
Always repeating the cycle every single day
As folks think I'm acting like a robot,
And always having an undisciplined heart.
They say it's not always seen from the outside,
With history and video games is all I think of
Yet they see me as a young Sheldon,
Thinking being smart is a big blessing.
But I still look like a nerd
As if they see me as a nobody,
I'm still a spud in my eyes
As I'm too different for anything.
Winter snow came in with the restless wind
Falling from the dim night undisciplined
Lazily swirling fine lace.
Swept in by its downy grace
To the earth below like so sparkler twinned.
Ringing in the New Year as glasses raise.
A toast to new beginnings with fresh ways.
Keeping the hand gloved, out of
Cookie jars enticing love,
Sex-craze promises make those good old days.
12/28/2020
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