Category Archives: Poetry

Poem of the Day:  Work Rage (I Hate Customers)

I swear at any moment I could snap, if one of these wack ass customers ask me another dumbass question.  They testing my patience and I’m wondering how much of it even still exists.  The bullshit that I have to listen to is baffling.  My ears are still ringing from the sound of his voice, it was so damn annoying.  Corny people coming in night after night this is all part of my job so I should just shut up and work, right?  Fuck that and fuck them.  Fuck her and fuck him.  I hate cooking and I hate customer service positions.  People always griping and bitching about what they didn’t get.  Telling me about their personal problems, like bitch we are not friends.  I’m not hear to listen to you vent about how your job sucks, I got my own issues to deal with.  Just tell me what you want and we both can go about our business.  The longer you talk the more you hold up the line.  These other people are hungry too.  We don’t have the time to stand and chit chat about this and that.  And yea, I think your cute but I’m not about to flirt back with you cause I’m stuck here at work and I got shit to do.  Plus someone already occupies a space in my heart, I’m taken.  So I must refuse your advances.  I’m ignoring the subliminal signals you keep sending in my direction.  I don’t come to your job and ask you a shit load of questions.  So show some respect for me and leave me alone while I make your fucking breakfast.  I only make eye contact when I’m taking your request or handing you your food because I don’t want you to get confuse.  And think that we are about to be two dudes just chilling.  Naw, it ain’t happening.  Say your order, shut the fuck up, take your food, and the get the fuck out of my face.  And lord help you if you dare ask me for some shit that’s not on the menu.  You got life fucked up, that’s not something I’m about to do.  I don’t care if the last fool hooked you up and did it.  I’m not the one.  How many times do I have to say it?  This is my constant frustration and the daily emotions I go through everyday at work.  Surprise, surprise I have yet to go berserk.  But just wait and see……..

Rhyming Withthout Reason: Part 1

Sometimes life sucks, but while driving on this road I realize it’s a long ride and gas cost too much.  I make the best out of a tough situation.  Rough times with pressure applied turn into diamonds, not a cubic zirconia in disguise.  Tears of joy in her eyes when she cried and describe what her life would be like if she decideds to marry me.  Happily ever after is how we plan to be a successful relationship seems like a fairy tale dream.  Meanwhile crack fiends live their lives in deceit constantly lying to love ones about the drugs they use and abuse.  In life you loose if you choose to be subdued by a substance you can’t refuse.  Everyone’s an addict

Poem of the Day:  I Care For You (Feelings Run Deep)

Emotions run deep, I think of you constantly.  Always on my mind you make me so damn happy.  Publicly I never speak of you and me because things work better when they are kept privately.  Cautiously I navigate through this life trying my best not to make mistakes or dwell on the thoughts and events of past days.  You’re special to me and you get the upmost deserving treatment, more than I have done before.  It’s different now because you are the one I truly care for.  You are the one who I will always be there for.  I pray for a great outcome but life is crazy and you don’t know what it has in store for you.  You’re beautiful and incredible though you don’t like compliments, I only speak facts.  This is just my observation.  To say I’ve been waiting for someone like you is an over statement.  Let’s build and grow this into something amazing.  Pay the outsiders no attention because they only mention things that they don’t comprehend.  They fail to see the potential.  This is my attempt to write something displaying my emotions but more than words is what you deserve.  So I’ll let my actions speak louder.  I hope they are heard……..

Poem of the Day: Emotional Wall

Last year the girl I was with looked over my fence like Wilson did every time he was talking to Tim.  My emotional wall was built up over years until I finally let someone in.  Over a couple months it all came down then to my surprise the relationship ran into a dead end.  I saw it all coming like a bad accident and I didn’t bother to even get caught up in my emotions.  Though I was kinda pissed about how she did it I said ‘Fuck this shit!’ and went on about my business.  I was determine to build my wall up again so fuckin tired of dealing with females, I don’t know if I even want them as friends.  Never again, I’m not allowing anyone to penetrate my emotional defense.  Things never turn out for the good so what’s the point in even taking a chance.  To die alone a single man sounds like a decent plan.  I’m note sure if I will ever find romance.  

……..  As I write this I am still optimistic and I can imagine one day meeting the perfect woman.  One that gets who I am and allows me to be me.  She will be the one I tear down the wall for to build a life with.  She will be the one I will allow love to let in, until then, it’s just a dream in my head.