Chookie's Poetry Book

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August 11, 2017 5:16pm




there is no light

there is no dust

there is no human

there is no trust.

focus on darkness

for that is a must

do not give in

to undying lust

merits and charity

as we seek clarity

blood stained city

our deaths are a pity

for the magic inside us

learned to guide us

describe us

lie to us

and kill us

because you cannot be a magical girl

without dying first.




August 11, 2017 5:17pm




Scream, scream

little daydream

how does it feel?

to wean and gleam

dress my seams

know my theme

circumstance is my chance

bitter past as I dance

Electric shock blows me away

Am I the only one knowing this pain???

I cry to mother

"Please save me!

Erase me! End me!

pleasure me!"

But in the end there is no response

all she did was throw me away

and point,

and taunt.


August 11, 2017 5:24pm




Does it hurt to awake?

To be born in the fake?

For ideal causes to make sudden clauses

and pauses and faux friends

Are you dead inside, Timmy?

Are you dead? Are you well-fed?

Educated, exasperated, agitated?

But then eventually dead?

Good, that's how it goes. The world's cycle. Everyone's glow

We all flow differently

laugh whole-heartedly

and die with memories

but were those memories

worth it?

Think to yourself!

Be wise and wondrous

Do as the world tells you to!

Or else you'll get cut

and left to rot.


August 11, 2017 5:31pm





Anonymous things are unpleasant

They kick me away, treat me like a peasant

Instead of facing me head on, they run like squirrels

furs, tail high, shining their pearls.

However they misunderstand me

they take my kindness for weakness,

my love for ignorance,

and my aggression for evil.


But what they don't understand

is that I am not a weevil.

I do not grow to destroy,

I grow to protect.

I do not live to prolong,

although I hate to admit it

I live to belong.

So I beg with all of my heart,

stop hating me...

or else one day you'll wake up

to find out I died to bleed.


August 11, 2017 5:41pm




You meet a girl drenched in white,

she seemed too frail. Too small to bite.

She looked you in the eyes, which quivered with fright,

and you read them clearly

"when will I take my last bite?

When will I die with unjustified might?

When will I get to learn to fly a kite?

I yearn for things

Impossible things. Worrisome things.

How I cannot be free of a curse that binds me.

Light will get me through darkness but darkness gets me through light

When will I succeed to have my human rights?"

Her tears formed solemnly as she begun to say,

"I quit. I plan to just fade."

Life is nothing more than a sticker in sand.

eventually it grows old,

eventually it gets bland.

you get choked as everywhere you go

they slap a brand

on you

with you

from you

without you

they will do what they do

so you better not go against the world

or poor little Annie will go without food.


August 14, 2017 9:03am
ummm why is this so good

August 14, 2017 3:06pm
@pokelover

because im edgy and I have no life so I write poetry and i throw random imagery and stuff together and it just works???

September 1, 2017 3:45pm
same here
October 20, 2017 10:50pm



(nonchalant)
describe me with this, you'll die

Every day, I die

Every day, I cry

silently, actionless

none of my actions are passionless

i hope too much for the impossible

but i yearn for things probable

like you...



the smile that hooked me

the mile that drove me,

and yet i still wonder

will anything ever happen?

will i always be your option?

am I the opposite of what you

WANTED?


October 20, 2017 10:56pm




Anger pent up

People messed up

F***** up soul, story untold

but known.

I can't trust those dear,

none of you f****** were ever here.

I've been all alone all these years

Stop that sh**. I don't shed tears.

I'll lie to myself all I want

But do it to me, I'll paint a new font

You discourage me, yet believe in me.

I don't understand.

The hell is your plan?

( I just want to be loved... _


October 20, 2017 11:00pm


i wish i never met you

i wish you never met me

i wish it didnt hurt

i wish you didn't bleed

i wish i was happy

i hope you're sad

because i want to believe

you're not bad

i wish i wasn't tempted

i wish i'd be represented

empty feeling

depending on mars,

i wish for a lot

on this shooting star.


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