what's gonna kill me?

ISN

okay, this is another mediocre poem which I haven't even written yet, but which will doubtlessly be rushed-off.....but I just had an idea for it, so here goes......

what's gonna kill me?
war, famine, drought
what's gonna kill me?
hope turning to doubt....
what's gonna kill me?
the accumulation of trials....
the constant denials....
the knocks and the falls...
disappointment?

what's gonna kill me?
some prosaic disease
some sense of unease
some God-awful tease
of my own desperate brain?
some runaway train
of my heart-wrenching efforts
to be at least sane?

or something else
some rabbit proof fence
that I follow to nowhere
some yellow brick road
with a slum at the end
some turn in the path
some sinister bend
what's gonna kill me?

what's gonna kill me?
social exclusion
fatal delusions
mind-bending visions
of hell, and Joanna
some God-awful
life-long desperate
hosanna
what's gonna kill me?

what's gonna kill me?
my unbending strength
which is nearly spent
and which won't pay the rent
some version of me
as Madonna with child
some energy-draining
crazy and wild
illusion of wonderful life
never-ending
is that gonna kill me?

twin2

This is good and a good topic to write about. I've thought about this before. My answer for me always seemed to be health problems-I was born with them and that's probably what will kill me. That or war. One of the two most likely. I do like your poem though. It really does make you think.

ISN

thanks Twin2.....I guess it's something I never consider......ie. the last verse of my poem......I feel like I'm on some never-ending funfair ride........but these days the past and present struggles are really making themselves felt physically.......I guess you could say I'm physically worn-out......I cried on the way home from the shops.......because I don't know how much more I can take :(

dunkman

you can take plenty more wummin :(

you are of unbending strength remember... the poem is sublime by the way!

dont let the fuckers break you... be like Mr Strong in the Mr Men books.... not cuboid and red... but strong

twin2

ISN wrote:

thanks Twin2.....I guess it's something I never consider......ie. the last verse of my poem......I feel like I'm on some never-ending funfair ride........but these days the past and present struggles are really making themselves felt physically.......I guess you could say I'm physically worn-out......I cried on the way home from the shops.......because I don't know how much more I can take :(

I agree with dunkman. Your poems reflect immense strength. You seem to have alot of it. Maybe more sleep or a mini-vacation would help lighten your load and re-energize you.

ISN

I agree with dunkman. Your poems reflect immense strength.

when did Dunky say that?......I've only seen him talk about my incredible beauty......hehehe.....I guess you could say that things are a lot better than they ever have been.......but I'm just finding it more difficult to deal with the obstacles.......than I used to.......I'm much happier than I ever was, but I just wonder how I can continue with this rate of constant struggle, disappointment and subsequent collapse.......I guess I'm just talking about my immigration and custody battles.......they are draining me.......I've dealt with so much worse things in the past, but I guess my energy and strength are finite.......and at some point, I need a rest........I can't go on holiday.......it's all on for a while.....a bit longer, as they say........one day this will all be over, and I will get to reap the benefits of my strength, by being completely happy........I know it sounds vain, but I really deserve it.......(and I'll beat up anyone who says I don't )

twin2

ISN wrote:

when did Dunky say that?......I've only seen him talk about my incredible beauty......hehehe.....I guess you could say that things are a lot better than they ever have been.......but I'm just finding it more difficult to deal with the obstacles.......than I used to.......I'm much happier than I ever was, but I just wonder how I can continue with this rate of constant struggle, disappointment and subsequent collapse.......I guess I'm just talking about my immigration and custody battles.......they are draining me.......I've dealt with so much worse things in the past, but I guess my energy and strength are finite.......and at some point, I need a rest........I can't go on holiday.......it's all on for a while.....a bit longer, as they say........one day this will all be over, and I will get to reap the benefits of my strength, by being completely happy........I know it sounds vain, but I really deserve it.......(and I'll beat up anyone who says I don't )

I hope it comes very quickly for you. Keep hanging in there, it will be over before you know it. I believe that you deserve it...it sounds like you've had a very hard time. Keep your eyes on what is to gain from all those struggles. There is a light at the end of the tunnel.

ISN

the poem is sublime by the way

thanks Dunky - it worked out a lot better than I thought it would......it really rolled out of my head......

I guess I'm a lesson to everyone that strength in the face of adversity, for the sake of truth, as a personal truth, for the sake of integrity, for the sake of love of humanity and life, can be a real burden to you........can really sap you......but I guess you just gotta remember that it's the only thing about you that makes sense.......and will last a lot longer than anything except the love it represents.......(somebody tell me to shut-up)

dunkman

shut the fuck up Cathode...

ISN

I know, I'm so embarrassed, and I should be......I'll wake up tomorrow morning and do an audit on tonight.....and cringe.......but then I'll just get up and have a coffee and go meet Torin at the bus stop......and buy him those 'natural' sweets which he eats by the handful, and somehow things will seem a little better......:)

dunkman

ISN wrote:

I know, I'm so embarrassed, and I should be......I'll wake up tomorrow morning and do an audit on tonight.....and cringe.......but then I'll just get up and have a coffee and go meet Torin at the bus stop......and buy him those 'natural' sweets which he eats by the handful, and somehow things will seem a little better......:)

a fuckin audit... how grey are you becoming :eek:

things are always a little better when you have your children with you.. especially eating sweets... and ripping up audits.


that poem was about me this time

ISN

everything is about you these days Dunky........you are a little beacon of light.......(maybe not so little......ehehehehheheh)......oh, I forget what I was trying to say........but I don't want to appear self-centred........I guess I'm important to my survival.......but that's all my life is......surviving........I guess it's better than dreaming about being John Travolta or something which seems to be your main concern .........that or wondering how to translate your name into Swedish when you are finally recognised as the leading influence on Abba.........(thanks for not taking me seriously........it's a very questionable exercise)

that poem was about me this time

would you like me to write a poem about you.......I can't vouch for its sentiments, but I can certainly vouch for its prospective quality.........

dunkman

I was beginning to believe that you are some form of human centrifuge... its good to be self centred once in a while... it will aid your attainment of survival


your right about the not so little though... i have a tattoo on my willy that reads "my willy" when flaccid... when lascivious thoughts make him big it reads
"my god, ive never seen anything like this before...now i'm impressed...this is a willy"


my name in Swedish is "Wanklong Evrienacht" its double barrelled if you get what I mean..


all the poems are about me anyway....

ISN

yeah, well, like I always say, I'll deal with you later......you cocky young upstart, but now I have to go to bed......and maybe dream about your cock.......;) but for the record, I think we have agreed on many diffuse and difficult subjects......the like of which have never even been discussed before.......I think we have agreed that we will postpone our deep intellectual chat to another day.......when I am more ready to engage with you on this disgusting level of paltry human endeavour........and when I am more ready to actually let you talk to me, when all ya wanna do is talk crap Dunky, but I will be able to talk shite with you soon, okay, so jus wait for me......(or else I will send the notorious nocturnal nefarious kidnapped pirates of kinsale......hehehehehe......okay I'm stretchingit - I really NEED to go to bed)

dunkman

yeah i'm sorry... about the filthy and juvenile utterances from my once-lady like fingers... serious intellectual chat next time.... although i do enjoy being a mucky pup... what with the schoolboy humour and the crimson red cheeks, and the slightly awkwardish stance before such a lady... nay.. a high priestess... of intellect and understanding (this be you)


night night... zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

*fuck off bees... how I loathe you and your stripes and your devotion to your wretched monarchy.... chase someone else

Being Enlightened

ISN, very cool poem, sweetheart!

This dunkman1974 is quite the character! You had me giggling like a schoolgirl with the willy tattoo bit--Hee Hee!

dunkman

Being Enlightened wrote:

ISN, very cool poem, sweetheart!

This dunkman1974 is quite the character! You had me giggling like a schoolgirl with the willy tattoo bit--Hee Hee!

thanks

Its true though about the willy :cool: and its done in 47pt Arial Black.... and it has a landing deck... no it doesn't i made that last bit up