No name
I am rage black and bitter
White fuzz at the back of your gullet
Churning insides threatening to discharge
I am the orgasm denied
The booze ridden phallus that will not rise
Rejection is my executive officer
Mothers disapproving look is on my payroll
My kisses are every pure heart corrupted
Snickers from my lips are every murder committed
I have no true name
But I know yours
Author notes
I penned this while consentrating on the making myself angry. I wanted to see what writing in an angry state could create.
how does this effect you, anger, sadness? let me know!
Comments
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Wow, anger has a purpose here and its to let you write something totally incredible! This peice is thought invoking and something everyone can relate to at one time or another in their lives. My favorite Line is: My kisses are every pure heart corrupted : As there really are no pure hearts left once we reach a common age. All Innocence is stripped away and we are left naked raw and bare
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Wow! This was intense through the lines and vocabulary. Powerful tone created through the metaphors and I love the lines 'Snickers from my lips are every murder committed
I have no true name
But I know yours'. Great work, well done!
~Emily~ xx
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Well I'm not the best judge but let me say Nice work , Hope you write some more in this style Thanks for Sharing this piece
My kisses are every pure heart corrupted
Snickers from my lips are every murder committed
I have no true name
But I know yours
I loved that bit
fantastic
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I like it. I love angry poetry, and I don't get to read enough of it.
Great job
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