Submissions by nevskipazza (nevski pazza)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
UPBEAT POEM
Published
21st Mar 2014 10:58am
21st Mar 2014 10:58am
fly and flow
Stories fly, and
stories flow.
Stories stay, and
stories go.
Stories flame, and
stories grow.
I guess all I'm saying is
don't stress it,
you're in a story.
Nothing else
makes sense.
Today,
I'm a fire-engine.
stories flow.
Stories stay, and
stories go.
Stories flame, and
stories grow.
I guess all I'm saying is
don't stress it,
you're in a story.
Nothing else
makes sense.
Today,
I'm a fire-engine.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
20th Feb 2014 8:00pm
20th Feb 2014 8:00pm
You hit the bong
omg an all that shit.
Been said a few times,
when things slip from under you
you hit the bong
you know?
fuck that!
using a shit day as an excuse
has worn thin.
But i'm still fuckin skating.
I was about seven
and
there was an ashtray at my uncles house
and it fascinated the hell out of me
all you had to do was
hit the right button in the right
way,
and everything
bad,
ashy,
and interesting
went down a swirly .
lock the door
switch off the phone
push the button...
Been said a few times,
when things slip from under you
you hit the bong
you know?
fuck that!
using a shit day as an excuse
has worn thin.
But i'm still fuckin skating.
I was about seven
and
there was an ashtray at my uncles house
and it fascinated the hell out of me
all you had to do was
hit the right button in the right
way,
and everything
bad,
ashy,
and interesting
went down a swirly .
lock the door
switch off the phone
push the button...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
18th Jul 2013 5:55pm
18th Jul 2013 5:55pm
Irony
You said everything
happens for a reason,
and that's why
I punched you in
the face.
So,
I suppose
you were
half right.
happens for a reason,
and that's why
I punched you in
the face.
So,
I suppose
you were
half right.
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SELF POEM
Published
18th Jul 2013 5:48pm
18th Jul 2013 5:48pm
Statement of intent
I will suffer
this life.
I will take
the Dark days,
and not cry
for the light
I will wade
through the
rejections,
dragging
my existence
in my wake
I will give
my love
to leeches,
watching their
plump bodies
fall to the side
I will breathe in
the stench
of ugliness,
infuse it with
every cell.
This I do,
this I do
for sacrifice
this I do
for deception
this I do
for sex
this I do
for a warm bed
this I do
for the memory of love...
this life.
I will take
the Dark days,
and not cry
for the light
I will wade
through the
rejections,
dragging
my existence
in my wake
I will give
my love
to leeches,
watching their
plump bodies
fall to the side
I will breathe in
the stench
of ugliness,
infuse it with
every cell.
This I do,
this I do
for sacrifice
this I do
for deception
this I do
for sex
this I do
for a warm bed
this I do
for the memory of love...
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SELF POEM
Published
26th May 2012 9:08pm
26th May 2012 9:08pm
soundtrack
seagulls swoop down
pretty girls swoon past
a solitary song from
a solitary man
lifts my solitary heart.
I'm liking this world
that I claim to hate.
The smell of grass
just cut
takes me to a calmer time.
Lustfulness cracks the dream
as more pretties walk past
as the traffic
hits me in the
back of the head
as the cold breeze
brings the negative
the shit
the truth.
But there is hope
and light
cos he's still singing
a soundtrack.
A soundtrack to my
lil pocket of peace.
I'll...
pretty girls swoon past
a solitary song from
a solitary man
lifts my solitary heart.
I'm liking this world
that I claim to hate.
The smell of grass
just cut
takes me to a calmer time.
Lustfulness cracks the dream
as more pretties walk past
as the traffic
hits me in the
back of the head
as the cold breeze
brings the negative
the shit
the truth.
But there is hope
and light
cos he's still singing
a soundtrack.
A soundtrack to my
lil pocket of peace.
I'll...
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UPBEAT POEM
Published
23rd Mar 2012 6:36pm
23rd Mar 2012 6:36pm
Hippo love
I want to punch a hippo
right there in the face
he wouldn't even feel it
but I'd feel fuckin ace.
right there in the face
he wouldn't even feel it
but I'd feel fuckin ace.
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SELF POEM
Published
11th Mar 2012 1:54am
11th Mar 2012 1:54am
ode to the crazies i've met
When you realise you ARE the crazy man on the bus
the release is sublime
and the subsequent, obligatory laughter, finally understood.
the release is sublime
and the subsequent, obligatory laughter, finally understood.
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SONG LYRICS
Published
10th Mar 2012 11:28am
10th Mar 2012 11:28am
We buy any soul . com
We buy any soul . com
we buy any soul . com
Any woman, any man, any child, anywhere
any pedo, any saint, we don't care
We buy any soul . com
we buy any soul . com
Just sign right here on the dotted line
in this world of consumption, everything's mine
We buy any soul . com
I buy any soul . com
I know whay you want, it's easy to see
that car, that ipad, that HD TV
I buy any soul . com
I buy any soul . com
All these things you feel you deserve
you're too stupid to see it's them that you serve
...
we buy any soul . com
Any woman, any man, any child, anywhere
any pedo, any saint, we don't care
We buy any soul . com
we buy any soul . com
Just sign right here on the dotted line
in this world of consumption, everything's mine
We buy any soul . com
I buy any soul . com
I know whay you want, it's easy to see
that car, that ipad, that HD TV
I buy any soul . com
I buy any soul . com
All these things you feel you deserve
you're too stupid to see it's them that you serve
...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Mar 2012 11:45am
6th Mar 2012 11:45am
nice one Kieth ( after seeing ruff graff on a bus shelter wall )
Millie fucked kieth.
Caught a glimps
of sex on the bus.
I feel like im
unravelling
bits dropping
off onto the
pavement.
I see them, would
sooner stamp on 'em
than bend over.
Millie fucked Kieth
Millie got her's
hope it was worth
the publicity.
Dead deer flies by my window.
Caught a glimps
of death on the bus.
Car fucked deer.
Gonna write that
somewhere.
Why should Millie
get all the badman press.
kieth's still alive.
Caught a glimps
of sex on the bus.
I feel like im
unravelling
bits dropping
off onto the
pavement.
I see them, would
sooner stamp on 'em
than bend over.
Millie fucked Kieth
Millie got her's
hope it was worth
the publicity.
Dead deer flies by my window.
Caught a glimps
of death on the bus.
Car fucked deer.
Gonna write that
somewhere.
Why should Millie
get all the badman press.
kieth's still alive.
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DRUGS POEM
Published
26th Feb 2012 6:32pm
26th Feb 2012 6:32pm
Strange Boy
You aint 'ard
you're just a fat
bloke with a
temper.
Come at me
fatboy,
c'mon,
let's see how many
bones I can break.
These are not the last
words any grandson
should say to his
dying grandmother.
But
as Lois Griffin says,
" meth is a hell of a drug "
you're just a fat
bloke with a
temper.
Come at me
fatboy,
c'mon,
let's see how many
bones I can break.
These are not the last
words any grandson
should say to his
dying grandmother.
But
as Lois Griffin says,
" meth is a hell of a drug "
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SELF POEM
Published
24th Feb 2012 4:23pm
24th Feb 2012 4:23pm
Bag of Dreams
My bag is making noises.
It sounds like a
woman following me
in stillettos.
I think my bag is
stealing my dreams.
I think I'm just on
the wrong side of insane
to be happy.
I have a bag of dreams
what you got?
That makes me happy
enough for today.
It sounds like a
woman following me
in stillettos.
I think my bag is
stealing my dreams.
I think I'm just on
the wrong side of insane
to be happy.
I have a bag of dreams
what you got?
That makes me happy
enough for today.
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SELF POEM
Published
20th Feb 2012 2:06pm
20th Feb 2012 2:06pm
Just today ( last 3 days )
I got no nice today.
Today I am vileness
from tip to toe
I give the world
my existence
nothing more, and
it can thank the
pills that it
gets even that.
No laughing
in the sunshine
no talking it
over with friends
no way out.
When you see me
see me for what
I am, abomination
and move on
cos,
I got no nice today.
Today I am vileness
from tip to toe
I give the world
my existence
nothing more, and
it can thank the
pills that it
gets even that.
No laughing
in the sunshine
no talking it
over with friends
no way out.
When you see me
see me for what
I am, abomination
and move on
cos,
I got no nice today.
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