Poetry Blogs (hatred)
I never made it as the number one
Every time it hits me, I sing this song
Helps remind me I'm not the only one
That you would happily, see gone
I tried to tell myself that I'm mistaken
Surely this should be, my newfound haven
Instead I feel like I'm locked down in your basement
Living on time that's already over-spent
You can't say you never knew that
I saw you as gold, 14 carat
Saturday 3rd November 2018 12:02 am
in the dark.
While soaking up the night sky like lotion.
Stars shine bright,
like little fireflies dancing in a summer breeze.
I wish upon upon the biggest star,
while there’s a breeze between my shaking knees.
I bow my head and begin to weep
I fucked another one,
a lifeless soul.
Rubbing their flesh against m...
Wednesday 11th April 2018 6:56 am
Skirting around Bethlehem is a concrete snake of painted hate,
pulsing with poison ready to strike, it coils and grips and looms.
Small figures dance beneath its towers, shadow people “Untermensch”
to them it’s just a backdrop from where the Sun reveals the day.
They burn and strike and curse it yet still it slithers between two worlds,
it never moves or fades, it has...
Saturday 17th March 2018 10:01 am
I've been lied to, setup, used as damage control, taken advantage of. thrown through your ringer and drowned in your crocidile tears. But you never knocked me down. Your sins against me, I wear them as armor.
Monday 8th June 2015 10:57 pm
Laying against the darkest wall,
Memories clogged in contorted shock,
Losing consiousness to everything in all,
Its brightest moments dashing up the clock.
The stars dissolve as the sky swiftly falls,
Balled unto the shredded grass,
A lightened match, then a blow to the flames jaw,
Water sunk in the jeans of my last.
Cladded grief material upon my wrist,
Sunday 5th October 2014 1:54 am
Offend a Daily Mail reader – today!
In our miniscule existences upon this planet Earth
There’s precious few occurrences to occasion us true mirth
So listen up real loudly, those with brains and minds to spare
Who still hang on to plucking out true hope from thinnest air
Here’s the solution, if you’re open to such play
Just offend a Daily Mail reader today
Thursday 25th July 2013 9:19 pm
Fake nostalgia spews out from your head
For a sepia England that was never there
Hatred junkie, you know
Where the blood river flows
Feel the bile at your knees
Marching bands drown out your higher brain
Blaring voices drive your soul insane
Hatred junkie, you feel
Like a cog on a wheel
Grinding so out of time – after time
God made you useless...
Tuesday 18th June 2013 1:03 pm
The darkness is
creeping upon us,
eating away our souls.
It brings about
racism, hatred, murder.
It blinds us to what
we are becoming.
In the far
is a light,
a glimmer of hope.
too far away?
Saturday 19th May 2012 6:25 pm
This chilling loathe I bear,
I’d cut him up and boil him,
And hang his bones in my lair,
Then fuck his whore mother.
This despicable boy I hate,
I would take his eyes with spoons,
And serve them on a plate,
For one lucky homeless man.
Oh, let me count the ways,
In which I hate thee,
One, two, three,
You are my mortal enem...
Tuesday 27th December 2011 12:37 am
Tuesday 23rd November 2010 4:08 pm
Saturday 7th August 2010 4:19 pm