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OnlyEggy
OnlyEggy
American Started writing poetry in the military. Full fledged Insomniac, which is where my ideas and poems reside. Warning; lack of sleep will cause crazy babbling and erratic literature.
Sate insecurities of heart my lascivious devil replaced by innocuous art you Hate how the wild behaved forced onto my infinite mind soft pleasure depraved and Fate moved into my life forced you upon me new desire was rife so Take this pleasure from me force it deep down inside make me believe and Break my version of right force new truth onto me center-focus my sight so Make changes down deep force the old hunger away let your appetite seep and Sate insecurities of heart that lascivious devil replaced with your innocuous art
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Mar 27
Mar 27, 2026 at 2:07 PM UTC
(From Devil to Delicate) Convert Mine to Yours (Carnal Desires and Discorse)
Game developers keep players within their grip they write the narrative edit the script They create the characters and label the walls set the worlds boundaries, and for the antagonists, label them all They add the music and sing moving tunes and stir up strong emotions that cover the twists and the clues And they add customizations, make-up and scars battle passes and fancy dress and voice-overs for whoever you are And then, when the plans come together, they let out some leaks and listen to feedback, learn lessons make tweaks Set out posters of your heros with weapons a'trillion and show them striding through smoke amid the chaos and villains And then they pick out a place to soft launch some hype release an alpha bugs, a beta for funds, and surveys for the target audience type And then, with the eyes of the world await for play Go to LA, Chicago, Minneapolis and Maine Make a contest for your players, let 'em take it by storm give them weapons and masks to turn them into the heros you swore Give them missions, targets, fire, immunity called ICE and guns, way more guns to fuel their fight And all the while, watch. Outlast the media storm for soon their thirst will have them clamoring searching for more More villains to tackle, more cities to take, more code words to use and colors to hate And while you embrace hype, dear devs, what's that pocketbook say? It says: get them young, keep them guessing give them bigger targets to prey
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Jan 21
Jan 21, 2026 at 11:09 PM UTC
Videos Games in America
Writing words down Not my preferred method to cope But all the food tastes the same And my shows feel broke My music is too much And the dogs are too loud The cat's claws, too sharp And they hecked off anyhow So, I write a few words Think a few lines Feel sad and lonely For just a few rhymes I can't tell if it's working But nothing else feels right So I'll try and catch some sleep While I write
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Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 5:39 AM UTC
Writing myself to sleep
Alone with the ceiling fan Whirling away I'm sad that you're missing its Spinning today I'm not normally sad When you're not around Yet the pillows tonight feel Emptier somehow It's been several dozens times Over a baker's dozen years Where pillows cuddled your hairs Over there instead of here And yet I normally never worry When you sleep so far away These blankets, however, cry About why I'm still awake My phone's awake too, With its soft night light Silently begging to call And check if you're alright Our sheets are reaching around me Scooping up my tears And motioning for the moonlight To cast aside my fears But the drapes share my doubts And so does our bed As it's headboard strains wearily In search of your head It's not the first time you've asked If you're going to die But our walls have never heard it Asked so many times Our sweet little room's worried (As am I) The stuffed animals miss your hugs The books miss your eyes And I reassure the shelves The best that I can As well as the lamp, chargers, And night stand That, much like the footboard, You're short, sturdy, and stable And in the doctor's steady care We should sleep if we're able And yet I whisper to the fan Still whirling away That I'm awake and worried sleepless And wishing I had stayed
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Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 5:11 AM UTC
The 'Missing' Room
I hold onto the wedge the divides My expert hands move swift Trim the shadows Keep what's lit The brightness never subsides Shadowy figures reach on the edges, sublime Yet my expert hands move swift Trimming the shadows Keeping what's lit Staving the darkness with each divide The hours grow longer as time moves by Heavy expert hands pushing so swift Trim the shadows Ignoring what's lit Deafening minutes let their silence fly Time hugs the shadows, by-the-by The hands of time move swift Ushering the shadows Trimming what's lit Flickering the light in Mind's eye Shadows manifest despite my efforted try Exhaustion moves swift Depression forms the shadows Flickering the lit Mild panic rises as each emotion does die Simple sleep be the answer; and yet, as I lie My thoughts move swift While I trim the shadows And keep what's lit Mournfully watching hours flicker on by
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Nov 1, 2021
Nov 1, 2021 at 2:12 AM UTC
Trimming the Darkness
Be free! I release you, Nurtured Feathers Go! Fly! Run and flee! Leave this wall-less house of Forever! Escape, bye! Be gone! No longer Us bound together! No longer try! Just remember! I sewed your wounds better! Dried Nurtured's eyes! Don't forget! I severed Binds that held Nurtured tighter! Eliminated lies! Reminisce! Of toils of illness and bouts of fever! Shoulders where Nurtured voice cries! Just know! There never were walls, windows, doors, locks, or levers! Nutured was always free to go and try! Freed Ye! Become loveless to the hand of the deepest lover! Beseech my soul as it dies! So, Be free! I smile as I release you, Nurtured Feathers! Ever hurt as you go by!
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Nov 21, 2020
Nov 21, 2020 at 1:00 PM UTC
I Free Thee
Apples to apples Grapes to grapes Orange to power Plum the drapes A wine for whining A wax for the shine A soft spot for fermenting A barrel for time Sour's their power Smashed 's our labor Blown over the torch on Liberty's porch Quickly turned the harvest to vapor
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Apr 25, 2020
Apr 25, 2020 at 8:54 PM UTC
We Gave a Rotten Fruit
Runnin' away the voices in my head Skipping through the wrinkles on this hard bed Jumping through hoops of the 'left unsaid' Tuck, roll, and-and run-n-n-n-n Far away from the gaze of your unrest Try-hard tried hard to match your best Chased out like a King in chess Shakin' off and runnin' *Run, Run, Run, Run I meant no disrespect... Would you run, run? From feeling the kiss of reject?* (Run on. Run on. Run on. Run on.) Runnin' away from the theories in my head Skipping through my mind, it's on bend Jumping through the words of what was said Tuck, roll, and run-n-n-n-n Far away; is your gaze that-of unrest? Try-hard; did we try our best best? Chased out-of mind, you in that dress Shakin' off and runnin' *Run, Run, Run, Run I meant no disrespect... Would you run, run? After your kiss I reject? Run, Run, Run, Run I couldn't tell what you meant Would you run, run? I wasn't ready for the rules that can't be said* (Run on. Run on. Run on. Run on.) Run up the tall-ey in my... Skipping through my mind, it's on bend Jumping through the words of what was said Tuck, roll, and run-n-n-n-n Far away; is my gaze still that of unrest Try-hard; did we try our best best? Chased out-of mind when I saw that dress Shakin' off and runnin' Far away; is our gaze that of unrest Try-hard; didn't we try our best best? Chased out-of-mind, taking off that dress Shakin' off and runnin' Run up the tall-ey in my head Skipping through my mind, it's on bend Jumping through what your body had said Tuck, roll, and run-n-n-n-n
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May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 2:54 AM UTC
Runnin' (From You)
Runnin' away the voices in my head Skipping through the wrinkles on this hard bed Jumping through hoops of the 'left unsaid' Tuck, roll, and-and run-n-n-n-n Far away from the gaze of your unrest Try-hard tried hard to match your best Chased out like a King in chess Shakin' off and runnin' *Run, Run, Run, Run I meant no disrespect... Would you run, run? From feeling the kiss of reject?* (Run on. Run on. Run on. Run on.) Runnin' away from the theories in my head Skipping through my mind, it's on bend Jumping through the words of what was said Tuck, roll, and run-n-n-n-n Far away; is your gaze that-of unrest? Try-hard; did we try our best best? Chased out-of mind, you in that dress Shakin' off and runnin' *Run, Run, Run, Run I meant no disrespect... Would you run, run? After your kiss I reject? Run, Run, Run, Run I couldn't tell what you meant Would you run, run? I wasn't ready for the rules that can't be said* (Run on. Run on. Run on. Run on.) Run up the tall-ey in my... Skipping through my mind, it's on bend Jumping through the words of what was said Tuck, roll, and run-n-n-n-n Far away; is my gaze still that of unrest Try-hard; did we try our best best? Chased out-of mind when I saw that dress Shakin' off and runnin' Far away; is our gaze that of unrest Try-hard; didn't we try our best best? Chased out-of-mind, taking off that dress Shakin' off and runnin' Run up the tall-ey in my head Skipping through my mind, it's on bend Jumping through what your body had said Tuck, roll, and run-n-n-n-n
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The drive home, agonizing Car flooded with fearful tears Doctor just spoke the worst words Cancer; confirming the worst of fears Forget about money, distance pressure, and the rain My shoulder is soft lean on it when the pain's to strong to bear and I'll bear it for you when you're too weak to stand I'll be your strength to support you When you fall, my arms are the only place you're head'll lay when you feel like giving up my love will show you the way My fingers'll wipe your tears and my hands are for you to squeeze
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May 24, 2019
May 24, 2019 at 11:11 PM UTC
Pillar
Stress is the constant that never goes away Pain in the chest Restless rest Mind entering the fray What is one more thing? Already taking it well... Ethical dilemma Emotional drama More sleep minutes to sell Tell lies to try and appease the few Hurt inside Pushed aside Because it's good for you
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Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 9:14 PM UTC
Stress