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what we have here is another case of self-indulgently insolent inadequacy ((& i'm truly disgusted))

[hello, i am a fool and a believer, i live in a whale's belly
and my favorite pastime is turning prose into poetry]

you couldn't play any instrument, you couldn't sing
you don't have enough talent to write even mediocre lyrics
which means that you can't be a star - but still you can fade like one
falling from grace is a field open to everyone
even a boy like you can attain a personal tragedy
if he stares at the razor blades and scales with determinacy & persistency

 

&& he said, i don't love you, no, really, i don't love you at all
&& i said, love is amazing, really, but lust, too, can be pretty cool 


[hello, i'm the girl who worries about the delicate, pretty boys in porn movies,
asking whether they do what they do with those fat old men willingly.]

and if you hate your existence, i can understand that
((even if i don't necessarily agree))
but if you exist to hate - as in your case -
this is generally regarded as a problem
((all this hating business - you seem to enjoy every minute of it))
((the way you act, you almost made me believe that being a waste of breath
is the most brilliant pastime ever invented))

 

the line between love & hate is told to be thin
 - the exact way the line between living & existing
isn't.

 

[hello, i am perfecting my talent of not giving a damn about what you think of me
my parents think I stained my mind with all these nonsense on passion && liberty]

you say you are sick, sick of it all & you want to call it quits
yes, I've heard you clearly, so you can stop screaming
and no, you can't talk to the authorities right now, they are busy working
( - for the society's benefit, of course - they are burning books & witches)

so let's play strip poker && Russian roulette until the morning breaks

(if you win, i promise to stop pointing out all your mistakes)

 

[hello, i used to try so hard to be morbid, now it comes naturally.]

but I think I have decided not to scan every room I'm in for sharp objects

&& I think I have decided to become more than a waste of space,

you know, to realize my dreams.

 

you are the worst example ever & my greatest inspiration

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  • PassionsPromise gold member
    January 5, 2008

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    unique indeed my friend. well penned. not over used punctuation its all great.
    best wishes in 2008


  • Innocent Evil
    January 1, 2008
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    hello this is a great poem!


  • silver-X-lining gold member
    November 27, 2007

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    I LOVE this...it's fantastically unique. Wonderfully written too, not a thing that I would change. And I love DP too. A very intriguing and...refreshing...read; I enjoyed it lots!

    ~QoA


  • deadpixie020
    November 25, 2007

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    I like this. There are a lot of good lines and good moments. My only problem is that sometimes they're clouded by the fact that it really is prose-turned-into-poetry. I like the style, and I like the way the rhymes are understated. It adds an air of poetry to a more prose-like piece.

    But all in all, I really like it! Good luck in the contest!


  • RedwingSpirit silver member
    October 22, 2007
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    nice poem good luck in the contests you have entered

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