Express the depths of thine dark soul, if use of the word Haunted is your goal.
Nov 3, 2024
Nov 3, 2024 at 11:09 AM UTC
I will not write of love,
Of longing for such a coveted due,
I do not wish to be the last verse in your poem or first thought in your mind,
I do not seek another to complete an entire.
Nov 3, 2024
Nov 3, 2024 at 10:38 AM UTC
I cannot love the person you lost,
The one you might have been,
Even if he's still there,
Somewhere very far from here.
Oct 2, 2024
Oct 2, 2024 at 1:27 PM UTC
A little poem, for a little hope,
A small belief in a small meaning,
I can read, write, sing, dance,
Walk, run, but running isn't much fun,
Unless you're trained and motivated,
Of which I am none
A poem of nonsense,
No rhyme nor reason,
A mind unraveling,
Or a belief found?
Aug 5, 2024
Aug 5, 2024 at 7:19 AM UTC
Is it a fool's belief that when a moment feels whole, the fracture isn't still there, lurking, breathing, living.
Jul 17, 2024
Jul 17, 2024 at 12:05 PM UTC
As the expression goes,
'If I look in the mirror' who will I see?
Let's take this figuratively, not literally,
As literally, I don't much care for the mirror,
It's wrinkles I see and a sad slouched face I don't recognise looking back at me,
So perhaps the literal and figurative merge,
As I should see joy, strength, some wrinkles that only enhance the beauty that is me,
Yet beauty I don't feel,
I'm not a bad person, not even a selfish one, I don't think, (we're all rather self-absorbed),
So why if I look in that cursed mirror do I keep feeling pain, believing failure, and feel so frustrated and disappointed I want to pull that mirror right off the wall and obliterate it!
Obliterate me, obliterate the world around me, scream a blood curdling scream that breaks it all into,
Nothing.
Is there hope on the other side of nothing?
Jan 30, 2024
Jan 30, 2024 at 4:23 PM UTC
If the world saw your true colors
Would it be colors of life, love, warmth, joy?
Would we see yellow, orange, reds, pinks and greens, vibrance alive
Colors of despair and hopelessness?Would we see black and blue, greys and emptiness
Colors of selfishness and greed?
Would we see reds and blacks, gold and deep greens all kept to yourself?
Colors of control, dominance, power hungry evil?
Would we see no color in an empty vessel?
If the world saw your true colors what glorious or sad show would you be?
Dec 4, 2023
Dec 4, 2023 at 6:11 AM UTC
Concrete poured, flatten it just right,
Keep it neat and ordered, it's the way of our progressed nation,
Keep it controlled, no green shiny grass, no flowers disguising as weeds,
Pull them out, rid my streets of color immediately,
Don't let the colorful roam,
What chaos will reign against my tidy plan,
If you allow free spirits to Transcend,
What chaos will reign if feelings of Gay are out in the open,
Mingling with nature growing through the cracks in the pavement,
No, no, my small-minded need to make the world just so,
Cannot allow the green grass its freedom, the confusion of mixed flowers their minglings,
It must be ordered, ordained, religious manipulation suppressing the soul,
No cracks in my pavement I demand!
But oh, we're coming for you pavement makers, we're growing strong and furiously through your cracks, crumbling your concrete to dust, and we'll laugh as your sad little soul evaporates in our sun.
Dec 4, 2023
Dec 4, 2023 at 6:08 AM UTC