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Your love left you
Your dog died
Your mom wouldn't let you play
Your fucking video game.
So you write a poem,
So you tell the whole world
So you whine and complain and eternally bitch
So you can get some gratification.
People read your shit
People feed off of it
You think you're so unique
You think you're really something
Now that you've complained
Now that you've wasted my time
With this stupid bantering,
With this repetitive nonsense,
With this constant rhetoric
With no end in sight.
And still people congratulate you
And still people tell you how beautiful it is
And still people appreciate your incompetent
And intolerable whining about nothing.
But we've had enough
But we can't stand it anymore
But no one will listen to us
But no one will stop feeding you.
So here I am again
So I've become just like you
So now I can't shut up
So I guess I'm feeding you.
Anger compels me to keep talking
Anger keeps my hands moving
Anger makes me repeat myself and
Anger is why I now want to
Drill a fucking hole in my head
Drill down and take out the cortex
Drill in and throw away my emotions
Drill away this irrational hatred.
But it won't work.
But it won't stop you.
But it won't stop me
But it won't save us from
This ignorant rambling
This misunderstanding
This foolish talking and
This irritating format.
Your eyes are now bloodshot.
Your mind is sick of this poem.
Your wanting to kill me but instead
Your writing another poem.
Your dog died
Your mom wouldn't let you play
Your fucking video game.
So you write a poem,
So you tell the whole world
So you whine and complain and eternally bitch
So you can get some gratification.
People read your shit
People feed off of it
You think you're so unique
You think you're really something
Now that you've complained
Now that you've wasted my time
With this stupid bantering,
With this repetitive nonsense,
With this constant rhetoric
With no end in sight.
And still people congratulate you
And still people tell you how beautiful it is
And still people appreciate your incompetent
And intolerable whining about nothing.
But we've had enough
But we can't stand it anymore
But no one will listen to us
But no one will stop feeding you.
So here I am again
So I've become just like you
So now I can't shut up
So I guess I'm feeding you.
Anger compels me to keep talking
Anger keeps my hands moving
Anger makes me repeat myself and
Anger is why I now want to
Drill a fucking hole in my head
Drill down and take out the cortex
Drill in and throw away my emotions
Drill away this irrational hatred.
But it won't work.
But it won't stop you.
But it won't stop me
But it won't save us from
This ignorant rambling
This misunderstanding
This foolish talking and
This irritating format.
Your eyes are now bloodshot.
Your mind is sick of this poem.
Your wanting to kill me but instead
Your writing another poem.
Literature
Love
Kiedy czujesz woń bezduszną utoń w niej,
bo serce potrzebuje tego nie głowa.
Ty nie kochasz tej miłości sercem,
ty jej nie rozumiesz.
Pozbądź się ciężkości,
pozwól sobie na to co najgłębsze.
A dojdziesz do miejsca w którym zrozumiesz...
Że miłość po prostu jest.
Wiersz mojej koleżanki. Pozwoliła na publikację. B.G.
Literature
Love
Literature
Baritone Jazz
But why such an ungainly horn,
what persuaded you try?
-I was still unschooled when
I first heard the baritone’s dark voice
singing melancholy music,
sounding the heart of love.
Listening, I heard an aching lover
rejoice, even while his anguish
echoed within the sad chambers
of his damaged heart.
I heard how I could make
that melancholy voice my own.
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So pretentious! Just let people do what they do -- what gives you the right to assign value to another person's efforts? Are you better than them, objectively? Has society, or God, deemed you worthy to say who should or should not be allowed to write what they want? Please find some compassion for people. A lot of us here, and everywhere, are just saying and doing what we know and expressing ourselves in a way that we want others to relate to. Don't shit on that, it's not your place.