It is nonsense to think
Kasey Shores
Kasey Shores
Dec 11, 2014

It is nonsense to think
That reason
Has little to do with loving a person.
But it is far more nonsensical
To abandon love
Because logic and reason
Because any logic
For any reason
Told you so.

#love   #reason   #nonsense  
etaphysical meaning often give birth to nonsense.
βέƦẙḽ Dṏṽ the Smartass Rabbi

Words pregnant with metaphysical meaning often give birth to nonsense.

Beneath all the nonsense,
sun stars moons
sun stars moons
Mar 16, 2014      Mar 17, 2014

Life consists of nothing but
Loud rushes of connections
that seem completely
Beneath all the nonsense,
the non-sensible,
there is order.
A system so tight and meticulous
there is no room for

#life   #charm   #chaos   #nonsense   #tight  
Nov 23, 2014

I don't like to be at home
I don't like to go out

I hate when I eat
I hate when I don't eat nothing

I love the sun
I love the cold days

I like to sleep
I like to stay up all night

This makes no sense but so do I
Don't lose your sense in this nonsense.
Tyran Chavis

Don't lose your sense in this nonsense.
Jumped through burning hoops ain't been the same since.
Funny how these obstacles can crush your innocence.
A frown behind a smile to cover up with fake benevolence.
Find me trapped in an unlocked residence.
The streets have run amok and there's no president.
Rise to the occasion.
Bodies covered in abrasion.
Unappreciated yet still on a mission.

#calm   #chaos   #nonsense  
paper boats
paper boats
May 6, 2014

Did you know,
Cigarettes taste like instant coffee,
The kind I drink at night,
When the dark keeps me awake.

And poetry feels like salvation,
Specially when it doesn't rhyme.

That headaches are the best thing that can happen to you,
When you're awake.

And sleep is a just a lie life tells you.
But you believe it,

Because it's the best fucking lie you'll ever hear.

I used to believe in only the things which made sense,
but beauty doesn't lie in the eyes of the beholder,
It lies in it's extraction from the bullshit.
#lies   #sleep   #bullshit   #beauty   #poems   #nothing   #morals   #nonsense  
Poetic T
Poetic T
Nov 30, 2014

A green flamingo
Did land with the flock
Frank said "you ok"
"Air sick once more"
I tried to fly with my eyes
But I flew in to a
I tried to hitch a ride
But the plane engine
"Sucked me in"
Now my head is bald
And my bottom is
I think next time Ill take the  train
I only hope I don't get motion sickness
I'll be an odd  flamingo if I am green once more.

Fun with silliness try something new
#fun   #green   #silly   #train   #nonsense   #engine  
Poetic T
Poetic T
Nov 30, 2014

The wall that was a stoner,
It was always very high,
Everyday it felt it could get
Looks, rough around the edges
Quite a scruffy looking wall,
It was bricking it once,
As it thought it was moving
But that was the clouds passing by.
The wall always felt used,
It all of the time,
Some even hit it,
"Balls were always soar"
The wall was a stoner
It was a high wall, because its days
Were still, it couldn't be anything more..

#fun   #high   #silly   #nonsense   #brick   #stoner  
i am speaking nonsense
Apr 2, 2014

i cannot
and will not
sit here and speak to you
in metaphors and similes
like he did to me
because i know that you will not even come close to understanding
but neither am i gonna sit here
and zip up my mouth and lock it up
just to throw away the key and keep quiet.
but again,
i also cannot
and will not
speak to you in simplicity because
it is NOWHERE near that simple.
i am speaking nonsense
and you probably think that i'm just
jumbling letters together to create words
and having them just roll off of my tongue
but i swear to you that i'm not
i'm trying to make sense
i swear
but my thoughts aren't quite coming together
so maybe i'll just talk until they do
this is quite ironic actually
because i may be rambling,
but my feet are really, really cold.

this probably wont make any sense to you. sorry.
#poem   #words   #thoughts   #writing   #talk   #sense   #nonsense  

We drappled in the furnal skrase,
So migh and moodig was the tweel:
Our cranning shook as we befaced
And slithed in shogoreel.

“‘Tis but the Limberlock, my love,
The lips that bite, the hips that grind;
‘Tis but the Lingling dance, sweet dove,
The grapscious Bangerhind.”

Thus rising from the strippled sheets,
Far-flung the gemmybestia thrown -
A schwooming mare, we gasped for air
And gushed as seeds were sown.

And as the tempestasis raged,
The Limberlock, consumed by fire,
Came gluddering with flanks engaged,
And grithums rising higher.

One beat! Two beats! On strippled sheets,
My roistered heart was vorpalled through!
A pain more sharp than Cupid’s harp,
Or scribald ever knew.

“And dost thou see the Limberlock,
The dancing strands, the brillig light?
Dost thou skry the disarrigh?”
She chortled to the night.

We drappled in the furnal skrase,
So migh and moodig was the tweel:
Our cranning shook as we befaced
And slithed in shogoreel.

Just a bit of nonsense inspired by Lewis Carrol's 'Jabberwocky.' Best served with a Scottish accent... :-)
#poetry   #dance   #passion   #lust   #nonsense   #nonce  
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