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Fallen Angel Apr 14
I wish I could just play,
the emotions I feel
that are on display
I've always been this way.

Bumping,
peeling
orange peel
I sat until I apologized,
3 times in kindergarten.
Her head was throbbing,
but I didn't meant it
but still, I could see the pain,
just before it rained,
I apologized the third time.

And yet, I didn't learn the lesson,
when I had a heavy drinking session,
I said the worse to a 12 year old girl,
when she attacked and mocked my world.

You should never verbally abuse
a 12 year old kid, no excuse.
I felt so sick the next day,
but my  poison still remained

I'm now free of the abuse,
trying hard to resist,
the drugs that I am on
Gives me poetry to persist,
but I still stand accused
Can't feel any bliss
Not worthy of God's son.
Though no more alcoholism,
I will wind up walking dead,
or hurting those, I love everyone.
Fallen Angel Apr 14
I remember dating a 19 year old,
when I was 32 years experienced,
She came across still as a child
but bull of beans as a tornado wild.

Her body may had been perfect,
but felt like one of the wicked,
A problem did occur to me
the lack of such life experience.

The pillow talk made me feel guilty,
I'll never be one of God's saintly.
The attraction was only physical
I made a call to get her home safely.

She may have been perfect,
but at that age,
a Child's guarantee is worth it.
Leave her and just take a hit......

Though she was of age,
I still linger in the cage.
Fallen Angel Apr 14
salty
tears,
I became
your demon.

I wish I could take back,
wrapped demons in back sack,
I felt ill with the words I said,
and made me feel so dead.

I can't rewind but can be present,
No need to now be hesitant.
I'm sorry for the hurt I gave you,
You are not nasty, but charisma full.

YOU JUST REMINDED ME.

Now, I will just ignore you,
like all the other girls
I never did fall in love,
it was just love of friends.

You were far too young,
but your personality sang,
What can I say to that,
it was worth more than my bats.
Fallen Angel Apr 14
Its the impossible mission
to be with my girl-friend,
I have have to totally
wipe out the other family.

I arrive at the mansion,
there are at least 30 guards,
I see a window that is open,
I'm guessing opened by a child
who wanted the fresh breeze.

I  silently pop four arriving guards,
and lift up this window
A little girl is reading dis-armed
She's been called for dinner.

I tell her that I won't hurt her
just go to the family room,
My vision is becoming a blur
The red blood from a broom.

I arrive with the daughter,
the head boss stops slurping
all of his lasagna

He knows who I am,
He murdered my family
He pleas for his kids,
I'm not here for your lambs.

I would have killed him there,
but how can I in front of a family,
I made a deal with this man,
Protect my girlfriend
and you will never have to run.

Sometimes, you have to keep your enemies
close and make a cold deal not so easily.
Based on many asian films and western films of mexican cartels. Sicario was an amazing influence though he did what I could not.
Fallen Angel Apr 14
These idiot mafia fiends
are drinking in the playground,
Great role models the kids see,
as they see them fondly find
the **** little thing called a car key.

I wait patiently
under an oak tree,
They finally move on.
I'm thinking
of a future son,
with my girlfriend.

Getting out,
is not so easily.
They'll give me,
an impossible mission.

I follow them about 1000 meters
and then I stand patiently,
and head pop all these creatures,
who mean nothing to me.
I love to write about the violent Asian films of the 90s but I avoid blood and gore due to the kids on the site.
Fallen Angel Apr 14
An individual and his friends here,
thinks I'm someone that they know
I just wish to post my poetry out of fear,
You are abusing the system with a glow
Talk to me as I am still right here,
I'm South Korean and feel you hate Asians
You have flagged 5 of my poetry pieces
That have been popular with the regulars here.
This is getting *******!!!
Fallen Angel Apr 14
I swing past in circles
dodging the bullet hell,
and sneak behind a pillar,
This room won't be my cell.

I use a small mirror to see my foes,
and rapidly take them out,
One piercing bullet bursts a nose
I quickly take out the others about.

Try sneaking on this professional,
my twisting flows are like ballet,
spinning round with an after-glow
Blood flows like mayo in my salad.
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