Cathartic

I joined a cool band but it's recently disbanded 
Our tones were pure dulcet but lyrics too candid. 
I wrote scripts of comedy, but devoid of all humour 
Unpleasant in essence, and based on mere rumour 

My efforts at subtlety often prove quite pronounced 
I like to preach proverbs which others denounce. 
I ridicule reason, and condemn all that's cathartic 
Others bring hope, longing; I only bring darkness. 

I cocooned myself-in to keep out of harms way
Confinement only conduced to bring worse into play.
I dabble in poetry, which seems a little perverse
To lure in the fickle, with figurative verse 

I start bitter rows because I enjoy the occasions
A cynical sceptic with unhealthy persuasions.
I wrote down my memoirs but they seem quite untelling 
Seemingly calm and composed yet inside I'm yelling

So in summary, I think, there's little more to deduce 
I've wavered all friendship, and gave no excuse. 
A poignant reminder you should fully understand 
Join a club, cult or coalition, but just don't join a band. 

Reviews

[Skylah Ginette]

I love this one! Great flow, language, and message.

[Anand Sehgal]

A great story -telling. Trademark You :) Love :)
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[Joe Palmer]

Much appreciated, yes sarcastic and miserable poetry is definitely my niche! Xx

[Brokensoul]

This has some comic bathos. Loved reading it. Humour well penned.

[Joe Palmer]

Thank you very much!

[TL Boehm]

not sure why I chuckled at this - but I did. A smart write - love the contradictions throughout - the wry humor and the seamless rhyming. Well penned.
I joined a band once too. Perhaps this poem struck a chord with my soul.

[Joe Palmer]

Thank you very much! In all honesty, I love being in a band and we're still very much together. Nonetheless, thanks for the kind words! X

[TL Boehm]

That's awesome. I never left the band. the band left me. It was a life time ago and still I lament it. Makes for angsty poetry now. And a good idle threat to my family. I tell them I am going to run away and join a band, and die my hair indigo blue.

[Joe Palmer]

Haha do it! What's stopping you? Although from memory, lugging gear around an playing to empty pubs wasn't always that enjoyable either

[TL Boehm]

My day job. It gets all my brain and the leftovers go to running the house.