Blackburn.
Killjoy
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 19 | March 22nd, 2009 at 09:40pm
A Standard For Living
Some would say my home is stark,
Arsenic peppered in my tea,
Cutlasses do leave a mark,
Nooses hanging from my tree,
Yet passersby share on remark,
“What a pleasant place to be!”
-Blackburn. |
Blackburn.
Killjoy
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 19 | March 23rd, 2009 at 05:18pm Weapon of Choice
A hatchet will not counter divorce,
a morsel made to separate,
It's of no use now, for me, of course,
My desire is to affiliate.
It would assist to destroy my enemies,
and have them begging on their knees,
Yet, no hatchet can retie the ends,
on which our happiness depends.
Yes, a whack of a hatchet could wake me,
And set ablaze the wettest grass,
But a hatchet could not make me,
Get off my very lazy ass. |
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440 | March 23rd, 2009 at 05:54pm XD those are both wonderful! Great Jobbb! |
Blackburn.
Killjoy
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 19 | March 24th, 2009 at 09:55am Séance
You treated me to ice-cream every other day,
You told me I was an insect eroding slowly away,
“You’re just another girl, attracted to the light,”
He told me that I should kill him,
with that talk, I might.
I took my paintings down, just the other day,
I wrote out my will and gave everything away,
They cried, they wept, and I forced myself to say,
“I’ll be going to the light, well, in truth I pray
to heaven, I might.”
Now, far after my cold last breath,
You called me from my rest tonight,
You bring me down, even in death,
But, will I answer? I might, I might. |
Your Ghost.
Thinking Happy Thoughts
Age: 28
Gender: Female
Posts: 440 | March 25th, 2009 at 08:45pm That poem is extremely creative. Killer ending. XD |
Blackburn.
Killjoy
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 19 | March 27th, 2009 at 01:26am Barbiturate
You've nursed my ego and cradled it,
from raised atop the highest mountain,
to let me fall down the darkest pit,
I'm forever a barbiturate.
Has my life become an art?
I'm no more a worthless jeer,
A stage where I must act the part?
fragile my words, my meaning tart.
Observing, deeming me unfit,
Is your anguish worth the jeer?
Sure, I can embellish it,
But, I'm still a barbiturate. |
Blackburn.
Killjoy
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 19 | March 27th, 2009 at 08:48pm If You've Ever Swallowed A Spider,
You'll Know What I'm Talking About
Every night my eyes do weep,
But my mouth keeps them company,
Every night my mind does fret,
My hands do help it to forget,
Yet, if I’m sad just one degree,
No one’s there to comfort me. |
Blackburn.
Killjoy
Age: -
Gender: -
Posts: 19 | March 31st, 2009 at 03:27am Mother
Mother, I belong to you,
Pure with no distortion,
May God forgive you,
For never having an abortion.
Mother, you give me life,
Protect me from deception,
You caused the world great strife,
For never using contraception.
Mother, all our happy days!
Talking, smiling, joking,
Decisions which I shall not praise,
Quitting drinking, quitting smoking.
Mother, I belong to you,
You watched me as my life unfurled,
I don’t think God will forgive you,
For bringing me into this world.
Please comment, damn it. |
