Sunday, July 29, 2018

happy goldfish (a haiku attempt)

The water is great

Not too cold not too hot... right. 

The goldfish swims happily. 

the yeti (a haiku attempt)

The yeti lurks 

In the night from the mountains

To prey on livestock. 

365 days (a poem)

I see bubbles in my future 

Big and round and perfect

Little

Pieces of art


I see flowers in my future

Big and beautiful 

A sign 

That god loves me 


I see jackolanterns 

In my future

I guess Halloween

And fun

Are near

Trick or treating

Under the autumn Dipper 


I see snow in my future 

Nothing 

But bleak white

And intense cold

I want to get out of the house. 

jackass (a poem)

Hey you

Yeah... you

Whenever I talk to

You 

I turn green

Whenever I talk

To my cute little

air plants

They turn green

I think we have a problem that needs  to be fixed

How could you do this to me. 


stress (a poem)

Dear head

Please please stop aching 

The stress will be over

Soon

Or maybe I was too hot

Taking long walks 

In the hot summer days. 

Either way

It’s time for a Diet Coke. 

Tall and cold. 

headache (a poem)

The head of mine 

Aches like a bastard

Maybe it knows 

There is drama tomorrow 

Alas there is

And Lo!! 

I am pisssed. 

I just want to do my 

Flipping art. 

classical thunder(a poem)

I hear the classical music

Making sure that

It’s not 

That loud

But then I heard 

Thunder

But not over the music

Thank god for

Small mercies 

Two of my favourite things

In one night. 

the jumbo (a poem)

I am an airplane

But not just

Any airplane 

But a jumbo jet

A DC-10 to be exact

Flying gracefully in the sky

The geisha dances

bright and clear (a poem)

The Big Dipper  

Is shining and twinkling 

Bright and clearly

As the f word. 

The Dipper

Looks as if I could touch it

But alas I cannot. 

Sigh.....  

pilot (a poem)

I see a jumbo jet

Flying in the distant sky

How I wish to fly


I see a jumbo jet 

And I dream of being a pilot 

Flying others to and from. 

year of the Big Dipper (a poem)

I see sun flowers 

Swaying in the summer breeze

Heralding the autumn

Can’t wait to see the autumn Dipper

The Dipper is getting lower in the sky



I see roses 

Being exchanged 

By two lovers 

On a romantic date

In the middle of winter

The Dipper is low. 


The cherry blossoms 

Are in full bloom

And it is warm out

I am taking pictures 

Of the blossoms 

The Dipper is in the middle 

Of the sky.  


Nils invites me

To go for a swim

What a good friend

It’s hot out

So I accept. 

The swim was refreshing. 

The Dipper is high in the sky. 

Saturday, July 28, 2018

allah

I look up to the Big Dipper 

For that is where 

God lives

Asking for mercy 

For I am down on my luck


I look up to the Big Dipper 

For that is where 

God lives

Asking for patience 

For others

Alas...I have PTSD and ADHD

And I need patience. 


I look up to the Big Dipper 

For that is where

God lives 

Asking for happiness 

For I am depressed and suicidal. 


I look up to Big Dipper 

For that is where

God lives

Asking to be loved

For I have never 

Experienced real love. 

the girl (an emotional poem)

There’s this girl

With only

Sadness and hate in her 

Heart

Unable to do anything

A crippling depression 



There’s this girl

Who has flashbacks 

All the time

Scary and emotional 

A crippling PTSD


There’s this girl 

Who has 

Nightmares 

All night and every night

About terrorists

Sleepless. 

A crippling insomnia 


There’s this girl 

Who has crying fits 

All the time

24/7 

A clinical depression 

That won’t end. 


the hijacking (an emotional poem)

I hate the fact 

That my brain

Like a DC-10

Is hijacked

By jerks and losers

Making me emotional 

Soon the DC-10

Will go down

And I shall sob endlessly

This is what

Loss feels like. 

kif-kif (an emotional poem)

Some jerk 

Trying to be nice 

Asked me 

“How are you doing?”

And I say “kif-kif ”

And tell him to fuck off. 

Sigh

As I said....

Kif-kif 

Same old same old. 


damn it!!!! (an emotional poem)

I wake up

It’s the fucking morning

Another fucking day

Sigh

I was hoping to be 

In paradise 

Oh how I dream of paradise 

And emotional peace

But fuck it

That person ruined my life. 

star fractals (a haiku attempt)

The stars are shapeshifting

Like fractals on my iPod

I cannot believe. 


the hallucination life (a poem of hallucination)

I wake up one 

Morning

Everything seems like the usual

But one thing 

Is different.... 

everything is

Changing and

Alternating colours

This freaks me out 

Because I thought 

That I was on the opium. 

Or a nightmare 

So I slap myself silly

But nothing happened. 

The colours keep changing

What’s a girl supposed to do. 

Jupiter tulips (a poem of hallucination)

The tulips are out

And I go to take

Some photos

Of the things 

But as I got closer and closer

I find the planet Jupiter 

In the middle of the flower. 

So check every tulip

And each time I find

The planet Jupiter 

So I decide to take pictures 

Of the Jupiters

Strange 

How nature works. 

rainbow engines (a poem of hallucination)

An airplane

A Boeing 737....

Takes off from the airport 

With rainbows spewing out of the engines. 

What did I eat?!


Blabber Baoding Balls (a strange poem)

Have you ever been

So depressed 

That you find yourself 

Talking to your

Baoding iron balls

I have done 

This deed many times

But one night the

Friggin balls

Talked back....

WTF???!!!

So I put them back in their box. 

But the balls wouldn’t shut up. 

They keep talking

I am losing sleep. 

This strange. 

rainbow Dipper (a poem of hallucination)

The Big Dipper

It changes colours

Of the rainbow

But this only happens 

At midnight 

Usually no one can see it

Except for me

I saw the Big Dipper 

Change colour

From red

To purple 

To pink. 

I cannot believe my 

Eyes.  

Friday, July 27, 2018

about me (an emotional poem)

My name starts with the letter e

I was born on the fourth day

In a country that starts with 

The letter r. 

I am a star child

From the Dipper 

Able to see angels

Ghost and visions

I am gifted. 

I have pet airplants

And a pet puff

I am crazy. 

I am wierd 

And I love it.  

dear..... (an emotional poem)

Dear full moon 

Thank you for 

Making me go insane

For the past week


Dear Allah

Thank you for being

Kind, and compassionate 

And thank you for your love 


Dear mom pearl 

Thank you for being there

Every time there’s a tear in my eye. 

I love you


Dear music

Thank you for

Comforting me

During my time of need


Dear Cassandra 

Thank you 

For bringing logic 

To my fucked up head. 

I need that. 


Dear bedding

Thank you for

Soaking up my tears

When I go through 

A fucked up time. 

brain eating disease (an emotional poem )

Something is eating my brain

Is it an amoeba 

Or a fungus 

Or my PTSD. 

No it is anger

And it’s eating my brain

Like a grilled cheese. 


Something is eating my brain 

Is it an insect

Or bacteria

Or is it a virus

No it’s sadness

And it’s eating 

My brain like a veggie sub



Something is eating my brain

Is it a parasite 

Or god knows what

No it’s disappointment 

Eating my brain like a hotdog. 


Something is eating my brain 

Is it a demon

A monster 

Or is it my emotions 

No it’s my past

And it’s eating my brain 

Like a fried egg. 

up your’s (an angry poem)

Dear Lisa

I am writing this 

To say 

That you pissed me off


Dear Lisa

I am writing this

To say that you crashed two

Boeing’s into

My emotions and ego. 

How can I be the same. 


Dear Lisa 

I am writing this 

To say that you hijacked 

My emotional airplane 

I have to 

Do damage control 

And negotiations. 


Dear Lisa 

I am writing this to say 

That you

Ruined my week

You terrorist infidel


angry moon

The full moon rises up into the night sky

With a foul look on its face

I wonder what is upsetting the poor moon

But I can’t 

So I can only look at it. 

How can I cheer up the moon??!!

Sigh.....

Ohio (a poem)

The morning 

Is beautiful 

Nice eerie sunrise

Red skies 

Maybe it’s a warning 

But maybe not

It’s is still early

And I can see the moon

I wanted to sleep in

Sigh.....


rainbow flowers (a psychedelic poem)

There in a garden

They look like

normal flowers

But when the night comes

The flowers

Glow and change colour

All the colours of the rainbow 

Red

Orange 

Yellow 

Green 

Blue 

Purple 

And pink

This is a magical sight

So that is why I am still awake mom. 

Sigh.... 

guidance councillor (an emotional poem)

I look to the Dipper

For guidance 

And strength 

For that is where 

My grandma 

Is. 

I love you nanny


I look to the Dipper 

For guidance 

And strength 

Because that is where my

Bio-mom resides. 

Thank Tanta for giving me a future. 


I look up to the Dipper 

For guidance 

And strength 

For my friend...

Radha

Lives there now.  

Thanks for being a friend. 

the cube (a psychedelic poem)

There in the sky

Is space

And in space there

Is this cube

Floating through space 

Creating worlds and such

In its path. 

Nebula from nebula 

This mysterious cube

Floats and helps create stars 

And new earths. 

Call this cube what you want

For it has many aliases. 

One for each religion. 

I got on question....did the cube

Help create Earth??!!