Bonnie and Clyde 2010

The story is pretty much about a arms dealers son with blue hair who falls in love with a crime lords daughter with red hair and they run away from home due to the girls abusive parents.

Beach bums

near a dark wave,

below a bright sky

under moonlight;

making out on the sand

on a calm night.

 

In a corrupt state,

with parents we hate.

They block our fate

to steal your faith.

Scars on his back,

blood down her face.

Blinded by the terror

of a madman

 

Her mother's mad.

His father’s sad.

“Will you take my hand

to escape with thee?”

 

“We’ll live off banks

and trip off drugs

and shoot down thugs

in my father’s name.”

 

“I don’t feel the same.

You peel off skin,

make art with blood.

Each day we run.

Each day we’re shunned.”

 

“Price on our heads.

Oh mother hen.

She beats you down

just to break our heart's

and killed our friends.”

 

Did our lives come to an end?

 

To a boy named Joseph.

Drowned in a cold sweat.

Took the bribe of her mother

cause you’re her mate.

 

Will these ruthless tensions come to an end?

 

To his father's shame.

They died in vain.

We loved ‘til death.

Both healed our strains.

 

Shots to the window.

Foot on the gas.

Gun in your hand.

Showed junkie Joseph

what’s real pain.

 

Numb from the drugs.

Bullet in his lung.

Ten cars a flame.

Your love's to blame.

No ends to meet,

no food to eat.

 

His father regretful.

Her mother aroused.

Shots towards your heads,

Joseph in the road.

9 mili he hold.

Aimed for the dash.

Foot off the gas,

cuts from the glass.

As they jumped, it crash.

Friction burnt their skins,

from the cold concrete.

 

Eighty miles per hour,

dead by the hour.

The wounds so sour.

They escaped the scene.

 

Their body’s weak.

Their passion's ardent.

Covered up in blood.

Filled in with bullets.

So pumped with drugs,

the couple still ran.

Glock in her left hand,

stogie in your right.

Blood in your blue hair,

glass on her red.

They sat on a bench,

right by a park.

She held his hand

as the sun set.

 

She's still your Bonnie

and she loves you like Clyde.

You kissed her lips one last time.

As a van pulled up.

Their hands grasped tight.

Two shots to their heads

on an cold autumn night.

Mangled and broken,

Joseph’s alive.

Her mother’s wish was granted,

as Joseph drove off in the cold night.

Author's Note

My Chemical Romance and La Dispute inspired me to write this.

Reviews

[EssenceofDaringx]

You're such a complex poet and I love it

[genocide]

very good very dangerous tale

[Coyote Poetry]

A powerful and dangerous tale. I like the honest tone and situation. You create good characters and storyline in the poetry. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry. I liked how you create the modern Bonnie and Clyde.
Coyote

[Cindy Marietta]

Wow. I really like this. Very captivating and emotional, yet tough. Awesome job!

[Cahjli Symes]

thank you lol this was honestly a bit difficult to write