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Sep 2 Soulless

Once as wild

Sep 2 Soulless

kevin

Once as wild

Visueta
Instruction
Introduction
Loss from surrender

Arturo Visueta
Kevin Mathenia

#millennialperenial

Sep 2 Soulless

Hesitation

Sep 2 Soulless

Lance Remir

Hesitation

Your hesitation to leave
Was not an act of love
It was a crumb of hope
That you left for me
The doubts in your eyes
Reflected false promises
The uncertainty you had
Told me you would stay
But you cowered
From making a decision
You ran away
From giving me an answer
Your hesitations only
Ensured your departure
Would break me
More than I needed to be

#love #heartbroken #lies #doubts #fears #abandoned #promises #depression #hopes

Sep 2 Soulless

Gangbuster Romeo Vibes

Sep 2 Soulless

Travis Green

Gangbuster Romeo Vibes

His swagical heat was a spectacular season
I longed to live in forever
His treasuresational smile
Was an incomparable framework
Of remarkable art to cherish

His masculinity raced through
My dazzling rainbow soul
Setting me on fire
Making my beating heart rise
Making me fly high into the paradise
Of his muscle-bound man grounds

His majestic machete
Of machotasticness
Shattered my gay defenses on impact
Hacked into my life and dreams
Sliced into the fortress of my thought process
Split my core wide open

He was my high-octane lightning krypntonite
My gangbuster dream guy of the night
His mesmerizingly desirable beauty
Had me racing towards ecstasy
Rainbow wheels on fire
On the macho streets of his unstoppable charm

He was my macho dreamboat body
Sailed me to the gayest fantasies
Where he slayed every space of my nation
Where I found endless magic
In the love we made with each other

Sep 2 Soulless

| The Lonely River |

Sep 2 Soulless

Sanders Maurice Foulke III AAS

| The Lonely River |

Penitence, /
Repentance: /
—Deviating from erroneous ways /
To a place of integrity. /
The Lonely River flows /
From Sin & Death /
To Living Waters. /

(—Se’ lah)

08-08-2025

#lonely #river #living #waters #sin #death

Sep 2 Soulless

Water Shuffle

Sep 2 Soulless

Whit Howland

Water Shuffle

Cold
Clear

it moves
powered by the moon
seeping

into cracks into
crevices

Water
Wet

Aug 27 Soulless

Upon Whose Shoulder

Aug 27 Soulless

Marwan Baytie

Upon Whose Shoulder

Upon whose shoulder shall I rest this night,
In winter's chill, with shadows deep and white?
If warmth departs, and comfort takes its flight,
You, only you, can banish winter's blight.

A whispered dream, a solace soft and true,
Held close within your arms, forever new.
You are the haven, where my spirit's hue,
Reflects the world, in colours bright and true.

You, in my heart, a tapestry of grace,
With roses woven, in a tender embrace.
A love entwined, a bond beyond compare,
Where whispered words, and silent moments share,
A world of wonder, filled with love's sweet air.

#depart

Aug 27 Soulless

Take Your Own Path

Aug 27 Soulless

The Blue Panda

Take Your Own Path

The car engine light is on
I sigh… I know what’s wrong,
The exact part that needs replacing
But the same problems, I keep facing

“Don’t make ‘em like they used to”
I sigh… I know what’s wrong
It’s me, the expert who knows nothing
To the world, I’m really bluffing

You see, the engine is my brain
And I’m slowly going quite insane
I’m just trying to explain
I’m not doing well

The fuel light blinks on
I… sigh. I know what’s wrong
I’m grasping for fuel
How I treat her frame is cruel

You see, that hunk-a-junk is me
I’m not kind to my body
It’s just my anxiety
I’m not doing well

So I cope, I smoke
I always feel like I’m alone
I don’t want to take this road
So, I turn off the key

The car door alarm is on
I sigh.. I know what’s wrong
The path might not be clear
But I’m walking from here

This is a poem about being in your head too much while you’re driving.

#car #engine #anxiety #road #alarm #enginelight

Aug 27 Soulless

Drowning In Time

Aug 27 Soulless

Amanda Shelton

Drowning In Time

I am drowning,
the oxygen is low...

The pressure is mounting,
I'm going to blow.

Falling into the darkness,
I never knew where I was going.

The clock is always ticking,
but I'm slowing with every tick.

Tick, tock, tick, tock,
t.i.c.k, t.o.c.k!
Time never stops and
we keep changing.

Drip, drip, drip
my pain is a bunch of
broken nerves
and neurons miss firing,
the dripping of my suffering
is a long drawn out space
that seems endless,
pooling at my feet
slowly reaching my head.

I'm drowning,
the oxygen is low...
My time is slowing
but time never slows.

Drip, drip, drip
my pain is a bunch of
broken nerves
and neurons miss firing,
the dripping of my suffering
is a long drawn out space
that seems endless,
pooling at my feet
slowly reaching my head.

Tick, tock, tick, tock,
t.i.c.k, t.o.c.k!
Time never stops and
we keep changing.

The clock is always ticking,
but I'm slowing with every tick.

Falling into the darkness,
I never knew where I was going.

The pressure is mounting,
I'm going to blow.

I am drowning,
the oxygen is low...

©️ 2025 By Amanda Shelton

I made this poem into a repeat because pain never leaves it just takes a vacation and comes back later. But without pain we would not be able to grow and survive. Pain warns us of danger and illnesses so we can get medical assistance and it teaches us when to run or hide. Pain can help us grow stronger and smarter too. It all depends on how you deal with it. I deal with it by writing. This is my expression, my bridge to relief from the struggles I've been through. It's always going to be there but I build bridges for security and for vacation across the bridge where I plot poems. This is my garden, and my poetic forest. Thank you for visiting. ❤️🫶🏼🫂 I truly love you all very much. I hope you are having a good day or evening. If not, I hope you feel better soon and find peace. I am sorry for your suffering. 🥺 I am going through the process too. You are not alone my lovelies. You can find the original here https://wp.me/p5noJd-2zB. I post on my blog a lot and I thought it's time to share it with you.

Aug 27 Soulless

Crush

Aug 27 Soulless

Lou Romano

Crush

I was crushed to find
she had another crush.
So crushed I sat and
watched "Blue Crush"
sipping my Orange Crush
with crushed ice
from a crushable aluminum can.
All I wanted was to crush her
in a crushing hug as I sat
crushed between the cushions
on my crushed velvet couch.
Contemplating this crushing experience.

Aug 27 Soulless

22:49 hello poetry

Aug 27 Soulless

CantSeeMe

22:49 hello poetry

staring at a screen
it says ‘bad gateway’
what does it mean?

I don't know
but I've seen this before
that's why I'm in
survival mode
it's gonna be okay
I'll just take the next road
left

writing poems...
in my head

#hellopoetry #error #badgateway #502