Howlietzer Publishing

Tag: online poetry

  • GREEN DEMON

    I’m the one that keeps you immobile.

    The one that grips on the happiness deep inside your soul.

    I feed off your loss, your sadness and leave you broken.

    I visit you, rehearse with you every lost word never spoken.

    I curl up with you, comfort you with the good times.

    Then I show you reality, and laugh as I watch you cry.

    If there is one thing I truly love about my job,

    It’s when time inches by and you become a slob.

    Done for now, but I really got to ask you how

    Would your loved one feel if they could see you now?

    Who am I?

  • YELLOW DEMON

    I have a sick way of getting your attention.

    I whisper in your ear, your dark deeds, I like to mention.

    Every new experience, I remind you of your affliction,

    And when you say, “That’s not me!” I play another depiction.

    I keep you from people, tell you, you don’t need their interaction.

    They won’t accept you anyways, based on your past transactions.

    My twin and I keep you from any new junctions.

    We specialize in breaking souls, reducing their primary function.

    We’ll remind you everyday that the past is never erased,

    and we’re diligent too, so give up your righteous chase!

    Who am I?

  • ORANGE DEMON

    I’m the one that makes your stomach ache.

    The one that creeps up on you, when you make a mistake.

    I’m always there, waiting for you, again, to break.

    And I point it out, again and again, to see how much you can take.

    My twin and I are a dream team for real!

    We push you, hurt you again so you can never heal.

    I hit you first, a sucker punch to the gut, your breath I steal.

    My twin strike you again and again so your fate is sealed.

    You can’t shake us up, we’ll be with you forever!

    We’re a double combo, greatest team ever!

    Who am I?

  • RED DEMON

    I am the one who crawls up and down your spine.

    The one that pricks your consciousness from time to time.

    The one who stops you from truly living life,

    A dark cloud that lingers and tells you how to walk the line.

    Many don’t accomplish much with me by their side,

    Still many find comfort and truth in my many lies.

    I am the root of a lot of evil sights,

    And I’ve killed so many dreams while in disguise.

    I may let you hold on to a little hope when I see you cry,

    But that’s because in your pain I find delight!

    Who am I?

  • Reality is a Construction

    Reality is a construction of

    dos and don’t,

    wills and won’t,

    lines and boundaries,

    obstacles and quandaries.

     

    What is real 

    and what is not?

    A line that’s drawn

    and potential locked,

    buried inside 

    and left to rot,

    never remembered

    forever forgot.

     

    A dream that died,

    never achieved.

    Spoken lies,

    that you believed.

    You can’t do that,

    think realistic!

    Let go of that,

    you’ll never miss it!

     

    Discovered the treasure

    deep inside,

    when you’re old

    and then you’ll find

    that if you had more faith,

    believed in your dreams,

    and looked past the roadblocks

    somehow it seems

    you could have done all

    and those big things 

    are really so small…

     

    Reality is a construction

    of great and small things.

    Reality is a construction,

    constructed by you!