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Hi! I'm relatively new at poetry, but I love it. My poems are mostly in-depth, about philosophy, metaphysics, and they are pretty melancholy. Basically you …
Just a girl trying to figure out life and at the same time running from it, using poetry and songwriting as a way to cope …
hyponymphocondriac
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Poems

The Good Pussy Jan 2015
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                             Pony
                        Pony Pony
                      Pony Pony Po
                    Pony Pony Pony
                       P o n y  Pony
                       Pony P o n y
                       P o n y Pony
                       Pony P o n y
                       P o n y Pony
                       Pony P o n y
                       P o n y Pony
                       Pony P o n y
                       P o n y Pony
                       Pony P o n y
                       P o n y Pony
          Pony Pony         Pony  Pony
     Pony Pony Pony  Pony PonyPony
         Pony Pony            Pony Pony
             P o n y                  P o n y
Mary Bennet Apr 2
A girl played with her little pony.
The adventures were amazing and stony.
She dreams of someday a turning it into a real pony.

Before the adventure she takes care
of the little ponies melting hair.
The snowy pony climbs the mountainous chair.
Now its cat versus the pony but no one plays fair.


Snowy has become real and enchanting.
Snowflakes are a swirl of energy beyond implanting.
A little pony had a chance to be real
But the sun holds the power to its evaporating heart.
No one save it or freeze it apart.

She tries to race ponies with her best friend.
Yet the snowy pony is starting to melt before summers end.
Her friends pony starry has a better motor.
Hear the technical difficulties of a girl creator.

She entrusts the pony with an emerald necklace.
So it’s the pony’s fault it got lost in the seaside’s mad race.
Her tears spiral down chastising the little pony
into its melting disgrace.

Her love was mechanically infused with only power.
It tore out the reason to live for the little pony.
This sent melting snowy drowning through an endless sea.
Written long ago. If you finished this I’m completely amazed ha but it’s harmless.
Gaffer  May 2016
The Pony.
Gaffer May 2016
Hi how you doing
I’m doing fine, how about you
I’m okay, well I’m not really
Go on tell me about it, that’s what us ex’s are for.
It’s Joe.
Joe, that’ll be my replacement.
He doesn’t seem to want to do it.
When you say do it, do we mean ***.
Yes, strange isn’t it.
I don’t know, I don’t know Joe.
He’s a man, what is there to know.
Why is he not chasing you around the house.
I don’t know, what happened to us.
You dumped me.
I know, but why.
Let me see now, oh yeah, you said you wanted a ring, marriage, children, house, and a pony. I said I didn’t like pony’s. You said that’s the last straw. I said, exactly, do you know how much straw costs. You said, shut up about the straw. I said, where would we put a pony. You said, shut the **** up about the pony, shut the **** up about the straw. Do you want to marry me or not. I sort of got lost for words, and by the time I got round to saying I would love to marry you, you were away with Joe.
You’re so full of crap, you ran a mile, actually you and that pony have a lot in common, you’re both mule headed.
You’re still with Joe, did he give you a pony.
No, he gave me something else.
Frustration
It’s not all about *** you know, he’s saving himself.
That’ll be the biggest coming this year then.
I don’t know why I phoned you, you do my head in.
You need to borrow me till Joe’s ready.
No I don’t, celibacy is the in thing now.
Well in that case, I just want to congratulate on your resolve.
Are you seeing anyone.
No, I’m going through a monking phase at the moment, new habit.
So we could meet as friends then.
I don’t see why not, a friend in need is a friend in need.
I think that’s a friend indeed.
Indeed it is friend.
Should I bring a bottle round.
That would be a friendly thing to do.
You won’t mention Pony’s will you.
I won’t mention Pony’s.
Okay, I’ll bring Joe with me.
What.
I need to send him back, the post office is on the way.
Ha ha, nice one.