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Danielle Golding Poem
Why did you kick me out at 14?
I find this highly disturbing and obscene.
I had nowhere to go and you sent me on my way like you had nothing better to do that day.
You handed my heart to the unknown, and didn't care about the pain I'd shown.
You had what you needed, I was not in the frame, You told me I wasn't playing the game.
My step dad, the devil in disguise, hatched his plan to get me outside.
A quick ejection was their scheme. They booked a holiday, I was not in the theme.
What a financial burden I must have been to throw me out as a frightened teen.
I felt the world beneath my feet evaporate,
giving birth to a new definition of hate.
Bitterness took a hold of me and I became a person I didn't want to be.
Nevertheless I had to survive, I had no choice,
I couldn't let them play my game, they had no voice.
No voice against me anymore,
No call or even a knock at the door.
No birthdays, Christmases or any that passed by, you didn't even take the time or even bastard try.
'She is not my responsibility anymore' I remember you hissed,
No I am not, and I am glad I am not missed.
Why would I ever want to be like you?
You are pathetic down to the little things you do.
I have a daughter now and she will never see any of this heartache you betrothed upon me.
She will never worry about being kicked outside because she has her strong mommy by her side. Like you was supposed to do for me,
But you didn't, you left me in misery.
Your actions have caused a ripple effect and made me think of your heinous neglect.
So how does it feel today, years later and no game to play?
I heard your marriage broke down and wonder what happened to that clown?
He left you for another, you didn't give him what he needed….
Exactly what you did to me, but this story won't repeated.
Copyright © Danielle Golding | Year Posted 2019
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Danielle Golding Poem
A GIFT FROM THE GODS
Beginning with a negative isn't always wrong
We have our own version of where we belong
The universe can be a theatre of creation
Bursts of energy ignites the occasion
Colours, explosions with glowing beams
A beautiful and poetic start to scene
However, darkness echoes its demonic wail
Creating a beast only the devil could scale
Awoken and excited it comes alive
Anything in it's way will not survive
A disheveled speck of space dust
Has Armageddon inside its crust
Following a path toward its fate
Entangled within a force so great
A global disaster is about to unfold
The devastation of humanity foretold
Now approaching its final plot
Its hideous face beginning to rot
The falling 'angel' attacks with might
The deafening tone follows its plight
Mountains drowning in waters so deep
A strike so hard it made the earth weep
This is the beginning of their end you see
Passed down generation to our family tree
This is an untold story of our past
So how do we expect mankind to last
We cannot forget what the people had seen
Their struggles, pain, and nothing in-between
Within this catastrophic event they faced
They sacrificed so much to save our race
This is "A GIFT FROM THE GODS" it states
Not just a gift, a test of life awaits
And as I sit and write this today
Validation humanity did not decay
This is acknowledgement for that day
For those who saved us from extinction
A debt we can never repay.
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Danielle Golding Poem
Unnatural colour
The littered path is full of colour today
A bag of BBQ crisps ripped apart as if the consumer couldn't wait to taste.
A crushed can of beer glistening through the opening of the tree.The sun is shining bright today, I can even see a bee flying toward an unfinished bottle of Pepsi.
A squirrel leaps toward a packet of sweets adding to the collection of colours I greet. A silver casing for a pie but not just any pie it's beef and onion. Plastic bags glimmering behind the bushes and trees, every step I take a new shade of the bags explode into sight.
I don't know why I ventured down here today, it always makes me sad to see nature this way.
Danielle Golding.
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Danielle Golding Poem
Ctrl alt del
In a world of awe-inspiring wonder
We have been programmed to believe
We are the victim of a system
Giving birth to modern disease
This virus can exhaust your mind
Press ctrl alt delete
Get me out of this software
I need some sleep.
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Danielle Golding Poem
Food porn
I admire the physique of the flesh coloured meat I am about to deplete.
I slowly undress its transparent outfit its now naked, weak and helpless.
I flop the meat onto the counter and start explore its moist allure.
Aroused I start to caress it's firm but tender breasts,
Making me tingle and extremely wet.
Stroking my salt all over it's voluptuous figure, setting the stage for foreplay to trigger.
I probe every orafice and caress its curves gently,
Then shove my clenched fist inside it's wide gaping entry.
The oven is set to sweltering highs,
I spank its backside and say my goodbyes.
I sit and watch the liquids ooze out of its bust,
I salivate over its passionate lust.
Stimulation testing my plate, now I am eager to culminate.
Sweat seeping down my chest, indicating progress to my quest.
Ding;
The chicken is ready for deep penatration,
Getting tools ready for the operation.
Thrusting the thermometer deep inside,
the bird lets out an impressive cry.
Oh yes the ultimate climax has definitely been reached,
Are you ready for my meat to be released?
Copyright © Danielle Golding | Year Posted 2019
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