So what if it’s a nice day?
That does not mean I want to go out to play
In fact, I think I will take rest here
Under my warm comforter.
So what if I’m supposed to go to work?
That does not mean I will
In fact, I think I will call in sick
And order in some food.
So what If I am lazy?
I like it this way,
Laying in bed
And sleeping the days away.
June 9, 2012
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You think I’m going to share this money?
What a joke!
No, stop I’m going to choke.
June 8, 2012
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The swelling rage
On the back of my membrane
The soar taste on my tongue
On the front of my gums
The heat spreading like wings inside my chest
With the sound of your last breath
June 7, 2012
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At the thought of you with her…
At the sight of your tongue dancing with hers…
At the thought of your hands intertwined…
At the sound of her laughter, divine…
At the thought you were in love…
At the sight of her shuddering under your touch…
At the thought I might not be enough…
At the realization I’ve got to stop…
Stop this jealousy…
I have conjured with my mind…
Stop the envy…
June 7, 2012
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The serpent’s tongue
Flickered with a hiss
I dare you to slice through
This alligator skin.
May 9, 2012
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Because there’s a void
I try to fill
But every thing I touch becomes destroyed.
The ashes mix
In my mouth like dirty water
I swallow down the flames
But something still feels empty
So I keep consuming.
April 26, 2012
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The seven deadly sins
Wrap me up in fire
The Devil’s flaming tongue
Curses as I enter
Below the ground
Below the earth
So far down
It begins to hurt
I’m only human
The seven deadly sins.
This poem actually used to be part of a song I wrote a few years back during the summer when I locked myself in my room with my guitar and just spewed out a ton of songs. I never quite liked the lyrics but the chorus always stuck with me so I thought by turning it into a poem I could launch a series of poems about each of the “Seven Deadly Sins”!
April 26, 2012
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