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I lie because the truth hurts
Like a knife twisting in my gut
I've been a knave gentleman before
And recent events show it’s what I'm not
Reviving my shadow that constantly screams
The screaming that always fell on my deaf ears
Is the person on the other side of the window pane
Seeing my oblivious demise for years
Love is a word that came tainted to me
Wrapped in a cynical coat and presented
Learning the bad side from then onwards
Developing into something I'd later resent
As a culprit to my crime and misery
I grew a new stance and started again
To learn that I need to take those chances
And that there’s another emotion other than pain
So please be gentle with my new start
For I am mendable but damaged goods
My tainted heart and scared skin is repairing
Treat me more carefully than others would
The truth is I drag my past along with me
The ones that broke me keep me from doing it again
Let me learn and grow old with you
I’ll become that gentleman and love you back the same
Like a knife twisting in my gut
I've been a knave gentleman before
And recent events show it’s what I'm not
Reviving my shadow that constantly screams
The screaming that always fell on my deaf ears
Is the person on the other side of the window pane
Seeing my oblivious demise for years
Love is a word that came tainted to me
Wrapped in a cynical coat and presented
Learning the bad side from then onwards
Developing into something I'd later resent
As a culprit to my crime and misery
I grew a new stance and started again
To learn that I need to take those chances
And that there’s another emotion other than pain
So please be gentle with my new start
For I am mendable but damaged goods
My tainted heart and scared skin is repairing
Treat me more carefully than others would
The truth is I drag my past along with me
The ones that broke me keep me from doing it again
Let me learn and grow old with you
I’ll become that gentleman and love you back the same
Literature
Held
We loved like arson:
After-sex after-
glow floats around like smoke, and distorts us,
restless, and tangles around the rafters,
the room imbued: remnants of star-fuelled lust.
We loved like fireworks, comets and fireflies.
We traced paths through constellations for hours,
across freckled skies, tasting the stars
with every kiss. The night went on for miles.
Now a cathartic still whispers, lingers
as the room burns orange in the morning's
luster. The carmine light bares a warning:
To keep my distance, or I'd clash with hers.
I leave her to draw the blinds, casting shad-
ows like prison-cell bars across
Literature
No-one forgets a good teacher
"Listen to me or I'll break your legs"
- Steve Thompson
Dear Sir. Not sir. It's automatic.
Sorry Steve. Dear Steve. I'm fed
On seven years of autocratic
Tiffinisms: "genuflect
to teachers." Seven years' emphatic
Faire-sans-dire still in my head.
Dear Steve. Your style was more dramatic
you taught life and art instead:
Stoppard, condoms, mathematics,
goatee beards and Berthold Brecht
and Bigmouth Strikes Again, such is
what you gave us, plus the threat
of a half a term on crutches
for ignoring you. Dear Steve - respect.
Literature
Counting for Nothing
Fourteen hundred paces wasted
walking to your door,
and every time a pointless pounding
headache - sore, resounding, raw;
what follows next? as you'd expect
a shocking exhibition of
that bloody mix of tears
and spit and semen spilled
across this gritty floor.
and from the day that we last spoke
I've counted twenty-four.
How come I'm your ignored -
you must have grown so bored of me
and now my fingers, gnawed and nails all bitten
paw through scores
of letters better left unwritten -
never sent, now torn and scattered, littered
with my bitter thoughts unuttered,
so utterly distraught I am, I poured a litany of scorn
and lo
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Only wrote this a few days ago, went back to my old ways of this writing style, comments/thoughts?
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I usually don't like rhyming peoms, but you did well. I enjoyed this very much.