Rag of bold
Stop having a go at me, Miss ‘
Then use your intuitive and stop asking me if it’s okay to stop and have a piss.
I’m not your momma. I’m not your carer.
Any more of this inaction and I ready to to scare yer.
I’ve had enough of your lack of ambition.
Lack of adventure — you pierce my nerves with razor precision.
Take a risk, go gungho!
Dress to impress-
I’m telling you-to get on with the show.
I’m done having to prompt you to use your mind.
Its like ,dude-honestly – I’m about to implode from frustration — storied deep inside.
I can’t think for the both of us.
Seriously,mate – I’m strong minded-had to work out my way to suss-out
Talk to people.
A random stranger!
Just don’t take candy off them unless you want to end up thinking you’re a KAKKA ranger.
I’m compromising with all the patience I can muster.
Yes, I’m hard headed, strong, independent-.
Blow the dust from your inner mind — here, take my new sublime duster.
You have all the tools. I can’t speak for you.
Have a go.
Life is for living the most Avant-Garde show.
There is nothing wrong with being different,
My heart’s switching to scales that don’t under stand how to stay consistent.
Have some gumption.
Seize the day!
What is the point in demonstrating against the unsaintly, Theresa May?
I crave excitement, adventure, moments and endeavours.
My blood goes cold when I see you stumble-a face,
It tethers .
I can just about carry my own daughter.
Get on with life — or sign yourself up for the slaughter.
I may seem cruel and misdirected .
Take on responsibility for your perceived sense of a pathway defected.
I love you, I do .
Yet, you infuriate me — these four walls are suffocating me. You should understand one word from all this “blue”.
A colour to drive terror into the minds of men
I’m living as a woman — a choked mind from within.
I have my own issues. I stumble on this path.
Leave your issues behind you, or tell every fucker about them.
What they think is not relevant to you moving forward.
Have confidence in your own self .
I’m screaming cos you won’t make a move.
I know playing chess can take some rudimentary decision.
Can’t you just side hop the rules and get into the groove?
I’m not asking you to be Kylie.
Flirt with her if it makes you feel Styley Wiley.
I’m doing the best I can.
Summon up that courage-I know is inside you-
Take charge and be that man!
*Inspired by #peoplejustdonothing
Posted on 2017-06-01, in Experimental Writing updates, Poetry updates and tagged communication, motivation, rage poetry, rant, self expression, Stream of consciousness, these are my words. Bookmark the permalink. 21 Comments.