Describing the typical 'wannabe' 21st century girl. This is just something more crude & abrupt, depicting people who are shallow, seedy & self-centered.
Materialistic:
He ain't never seen a girl that can roll so good,
And never seen a girl that can dress so hood,
She's absolutely brainless, thinks that he's famous,
But she doesn't even know what his name is,
Plastic bitch, leavin' lipstick..
On his dick & he knows that she's shameless..
Dirty from the gutter like the soles of his trainers
But she thinks that he's dangerous, so that's got her hooked & tempted..
Actin' like she got cash, but her credit cards been maxxxed
and her accounts been emptied..
So he just ain't interested.
Sunday, 20 March 2011
Monday, 14 February 2011
Competiton Winner:
This poem won 'Oxfordshire's Under 20s Winter Tower 2011' Competiton:
The theme was 'Dreams' and this is a dark, twistsed and slightly sadistic take on dreams. I toyed with the idea of dreams and nightmares blurring together in a beautiful yet dark combination.
Title: Time Twists
I'm going to my pretty place
Come meet me, I'll be there soon,
One more hit. Hit. Hit.
Godamn it. Give me a minute.....
Ohh I'm there now, come and see how...
Just strap up your arm, c'mon it won't do you no harm,
Follow me down the bottomless hole,
& Everytime I go there, it takes a part of my soul,
The freezing cold, concrete covered..mould
Im pretty sure its where the devil lives..
If not its where Satan is..
Its where they put the lamb to the slaughter,
Left blood everywhere like the virgin daughter.
I'm coming home..
Back to reality, visions of clarity,
Pangs of pain, you're to blame,
You & him, all the same
The theme was 'Dreams' and this is a dark, twistsed and slightly sadistic take on dreams. I toyed with the idea of dreams and nightmares blurring together in a beautiful yet dark combination.
Title: Time Twists
I'm going to my pretty place
Come meet me, I'll be there soon,
One more hit. Hit. Hit.
Godamn it. Give me a minute.....
Ohh I'm there now, come and see how...
Just strap up your arm, c'mon it won't do you no harm,
Follow me down the bottomless hole,
& Everytime I go there, it takes a part of my soul,
The freezing cold, concrete covered..mould
Im pretty sure its where the devil lives..
If not its where Satan is..
Its where they put the lamb to the slaughter,
Left blood everywhere like the virgin daughter.
I'm coming home..
Back to reality, visions of clarity,
Pangs of pain, you're to blame,
You & him, all the same
Coalition Corruption:
This is a collection of my personal thoughts about the current coalition. How the government use the people to their advantage & keep them trapped in the system. A slightly Marxist view but very real & raw. Lorah.!
Coalition Corruption.
I hate the Tories, I'd like to send them to hell...
& the Lib Dems...now they are under the devils spell..
Add interest, and increase tax,
The governments got the people trapped..
Fighting for something different,
But crushed everything we've been given,
The "freedom & democracy"..
Living amongst corruption & hypocrisy..
No response to the economic crisis..
It has turned the people lifeless..
The left & right in Coalition,
Oh God please forgive them.
Coalition Corruption.
I hate the Tories, I'd like to send them to hell...
& the Lib Dems...now they are under the devils spell..
Add interest, and increase tax,
The governments got the people trapped..
Fighting for something different,
But crushed everything we've been given,
The "freedom & democracy"..
Living amongst corruption & hypocrisy..
No response to the economic crisis..
It has turned the people lifeless..
The left & right in Coalition,
Oh God please forgive them.
Sunday, 13 February 2011
My First Poetry Blog:
Title: Dinner Table
What about dinner at my place..please, please, please..
What about sausage, mash & peas, peas, peas..?
What about chocolate cake, a piece, piece, piece?
What about democracy, power & peace, peace, peace?
Leave A Comment..!
What about dinner at my place..please, please, please..
What about sausage, mash & peas, peas, peas..?
What about chocolate cake, a piece, piece, piece?
What about democracy, power & peace, peace, peace?
Leave A Comment..!
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