Life is like...

I was having a smoke and couldn't stop rhyming, so this could be rubbish or I could be lying...(OMG how Lame)

Life is like toxic waste,

You really shouldn't get it in your face

Avoid contact with your eyes.

Injecting your brain with Iodine dye.

 

Life is like a glass door,

Nothing is secret anymore.

You'll smack into it full in your face.

On your arse you land, the laughing disgrace.

 

Life is like a pile of bricks,

Mixed with some rubbish, grass and sticks.

Under the surface something brews,

A new breed entirely for you to amuse.

 

Life is like a prickly pear,

Its really delicious inside of there,

But the surface is cruel and spiked

To go through all that for something you like?

 

Life is like a telephone,

going crazy when you want to be alone

Silent and dreary when you are bored

The cost is phenominal when you say two words.

 

Life is like a mental bird,

making up poems when supposed to work.

Wasting resources on expressing herself.

Dreaming of glory, fame and wealth.

 

Told you it was bollocks!!!

 

 

Author's Note

Silly ramblings of a bored broad!!! Do with it what you will!

Reviews

[Gary H]

The contrasting of the items that life is like make this an intriguing read. As a criticism I would suggest that if it didn't rhyme then I would be equally impressed. At times there seems too much strain on the words pulling and pushing together. Having said that I am guessing this was written to sit as it stands with analysis being totally up to whoever happens to read it (Your comment about 'silly ramblings'). I'm likening this to a piece (or pieces) of modern art seeing the objects as life being 'likened to' sitting there in an exhibition in the Tate Modern.

Would leave out the 'bollocks' line and leave readers to make up their own mind!

[R J Askew]

Ouch. I bounded into a glass wall last year ... verse 2 brings it all back! I jumped down two or three steps ... it was one bound and then another couple of steps into the garden. Save there was a glass panel in the way. Apparently the thud of face meeting immoveable transparent object and my cry of shock and pain were heard some distance away.

[angry_pandit]

nicely done, i loved the ending.

[Jessica]

I liked it! good job and nice use of metaphors this one was my favorite!


Life is like a prickly pear,

Its really delicious inside of there,

But the surface is cruel and spiked

To go through all that for something you like?


keep on doing what you do!

[Nancy Lee Shrader]

This was quite good. Well done.

Oh, I'm relieved. Thank goodness you didn't say "Life is like a box of chocolates", as I hear too many people saying these days after that movie came out. Where's the variety?
But you've gone and done it, with your clever comparisons.

My favorite stanza is about the glass door- I can't tell how many times I've run into a bloody glass door.

I love this poem with its witty morbidness.

[Adelia Alighieri]

Gave me a nice laugh... Great Job! The phone part was hilarious. Kudos. =D

[Kgosi]

yeh... nice piece, you made me laugh today... thanks,... writing is another state of craziness... keep it cool and coming, your on a sane search.

[emmajoy]

Love it, love the sentiments! Great format too.

Don't know why but this rings a bell: 'Life is like a prickly pear, .. Its really delicious inside of there, .. But the surface is cruel and spiked .. To go through all that for something you like?'

Suggest you zoom to the moon!

[Poeticpiers]

Rhyming is fun and writing a good way of fending off boredom. although i prefer rhymed and metered poetry I enjoyed your sly humour