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513 · Apr 2021
Which
MyDystopiA Apr 2021
Which way to go
where dost thou
waters flow alone
is black colour
is life a lighter shade
of grey remains frayed
burnt at the edge
dismayed plagued
memory strewn astray.
I say I say
Jump into the melody
absorb the dance
become entranced
life is a romance
an enchanted chance
a test at best, jest.

©️JMCole
466 · Jun 2021
Inkjoy
MyDystopiA Jun 2021
There’s a rose on the mountain
only drinks from the fountain
pens are neat and messy
blurs of emotion
I prefer the paper mate
to fast feel that inkjoy bliss
though a pencil is still valid
when lost in the mist
avoid the cliff edge
on toward the wall
is only as tall
as a medium hedge.

©️JMCole
349 · Feb 2021
Think
MyDystopiA Feb 2021
Fractured pathways,
neural links, open doorways,
born to think.

©️JMCole
330 · Sep 2021
Stone
MyDystopiA Sep 2021
I stare straight into the sun
a rock doesn’t
in the river run
unlike the witch I
sink like a stone unknown
cold alone
as in the beginning
numb
to my existence
lost
in oblivion
a round a square
to triangle crowned
no coming back
the clown drowns
there is no sound
out in the clouds
upside down
hanging on a frown
my colour fogs
to a clay like brown
I whistle for the hoot
but nothing comes
no owl
moody and blue
I only play to lose.
I see the star I do not run
I fall apart I come undone
I live for it the rain the burn
the everlasting storm
a rush a drug a hurricane
of pure ****** love.
I never met a siren
didn’t drag me out to the deep
drowned a few times
came back whole complete
from under the sea
now I tie a rope to the lighthouse
and swim when I please.
When I get the need
I dig my grave and I dig it deep
so deep I come back three.
Don’t worry It’s just a ride
inside through time
the void within
absences in my mind
the everlasting rain shame
stained blue.
All other colour runs
runs to red
my heart fills with dread
what can I say
it just comes out that way
gotta rip the poem from my soul
the words the words the words
wont bleed out on their own.
We gotta do what we gotta do
coz we gotta be free
I’m drowning
out in the sea suffocating
slowly slowly silently
fading dimmed dim
my wings clipped and singed
fluttering  fluttering fluttering
on a hope so thin a hope so thin
a simple breeze ***** everything.
Army green trench deep
dusty distant dim
a kite that blows without a wind.
It’s a triangle a triangle
a triangle vision
three points in tact
just a fact
that I’m always gonna
keep coming back
down the lane i go
back on down the lane
down the lane
back on down the rabbit hole
to the place my soul
feels most at home.
The light changes
and i feel myself again
out in the wood out in the wood
out in the wood
always in the wood
no longer blinded by the green
free to look into into the blue
of my dream
a fire flows
the river to the road goes
the ocean leaves me cold
a separate silence
knaws on my soul.
The itch in my bones
wont wont leave me alone
wont leave me alone
the itch in my bones it
wont leave me alone.
Sometimes
you just have to throw the cards
against the wind
and watch where they land
six plus five is eleven
shows me where to dive
how to jump blind
deep inside the mirror behind
the future a wall
blank white tall.

JMCole
314 · May 2021
🌀
MyDystopiA May 2021
Every day beginning the end
cloudy overhead stars like lead
orange square brick dust
can’t remember how I got there
before there was love
hope blue as the sky is light
opened wide my mind spirals
then divides black to white
no sun in sight eternal night.

©️JMCole
286 · Sep 2021
Greyspace
MyDystopiA Sep 2021
Miss you in my grey space
how the heart does ache
such a heavy weight
when I think about the way
my soul smiled at your grace.

JMCole
236 · Feb 2021
Super
MyDystopiA Feb 2021
The moon is super bright,
hologram of light,
saturates the night,
golden satellite.

©️JMCole
193 · Apr 2021
Part
MyDystopiA Apr 2021
Stuck
Transcend it
The great pretender 
Bored vacant
Random 
Patterns amuse in the cold light of day
I can never no more find that blue
yellow yellow red a clue bemusement 
One must dance to enter the trance 
Ay
Will find the wind 
Nothing returned nothing gained
lie me flat in the cold soft mud
soak me in love is dark flowers are light
I have four minds no keys
moon locks out the stars never part
in time I lose the will to mime.

©️JMCole
167 · Jan 2021
Ties
MyDystopiA Jan 2021
Strands of light across the night
streak like fractured birds in flight.
Inside a diamond, three circles bright
an avalanche slides along pyramid skies.
Outside the line, divides time,
separated by the ties that bind,
light dances left to right,
stars fragment, out of sight.

©️JMCole
146 · Jan 2021
A...
MyDystopiA Jan 2021
A candle in the dark
is a light in the heart
there is always hope.

©️JMCole
134 · Apr 2021
Sync
MyDystopiA Apr 2021
I remember when I went to sleep
how the world felt so cold so bleak,
deep ingrained childhood pain
humanities stain forever remains
history framed
the heart cannot be tamed
an elephant caged knows only hate
anticipate to wait fate is never late
better late than never
if ever was a point
lost in sound feelings compound
light is rust dusted trust
becomes meaningless
wind blows west I tear to jest
a quest detests a soul bereft.
Left is right right is left
I’ve nothing left but errant jest
bereft my heart leans low
is my moral code that hollow
the moon wallows
the heart repeats out of sync
the stars sink.

©️JMCole
110 · Feb 2021
Lullaby
MyDystopiA Feb 2021
Ghost in the machine
still looking for a feeling
I can feel the sky clear
blue wind whistles green
it hums the bass
full and hollow echoes
melancholic hope
is a dream start to finish
turning inward I reel
at the scene I’m painting
everyday the grey away
cold light twinkles bright
throughout the night
a lullaby.

©️JMCole
104 · Jul 2020
Detach
MyDystopiA Jul 2020
Alone and different
weird and distant
swimming drifting
absent missing
in dereliction sifting
ash stained memories
kissing wistfully
driven thorns
under roses unforgiving
notes echo misted
bliss is pleasure less
than drug fuelled lust
lasts only as long
as glass shatters
black then red
I feel dead
I think about you
then I detach
nothing lasts.

©️JMCole
90 · Feb 2021
Echo
MyDystopiA Feb 2021
Thoughts are heavy
in my head,
feeling a familiar
kind of dread.

The fog crowds,
absorbs all thought.
The half moon hangs low,
echoes a perfect glow.

It's dark inside my heart
when I feel all the parts,
I fall apart.

©️JMCole
85 · Apr 2020
Come to Go
MyDystopiA Apr 2020
I come I go
too shamed to stay
too ashamed to say
I love you
So
Much
More
Each day’s
A blue ray
red then yellow
too the purple’s new
I knew you once I
Ask you now
Please leave
Stay
I pray
A new beginning a
New way
less of the hay
swing and sway
I say I say
What a pretty pretty day
miss you much
In sun we trust
mud is mush
hush to rush
The sands of time
Carry too much
Blow sweet wind
Quell thine urge
Is thirst
To the cactus now
Mush mush
Mush mush

JMCole
81 · Jul 2020
If...
MyDystopiA Jul 2020
What if I die
before I'm born
what if my heart
can't live in a wall
what if what if
the sky falls
and the grass
no longer grows tall.

©️JMCole
81 · Jan 2021
Go
MyDystopiA Jan 2021
Go
Green lights say go
a barrage of snow
there’s hope in words
the breeze will blow
the dusted road
yellow black
against the sky azure
my mind a blur.

©️JMCole
80 · Jul 2020
Outside
MyDystopiA Jul 2020
Cannae close my eyes
cannae open my mind
locked inside keeps dividing
everything spiralling.
Want to say hey
Rhyme gets in the way
Still here in the hay
I know I know
there's no such thing
as a new day only Tuesday
be there squared
I need a star I need three
for the moon full blood
lives inside of me
and I don't let it scream
and it hurts my being
so I wrote it in a poem
outside don’t worry.

©️JMCole
78 · Jan 2021
Black
MyDystopiA Jan 2021
Too much too soon
comes the storm
and the moon full
black rain melts
my soul down
a deep dark hole
I’m falling now
water flows
the mountain cold
hurts my whole
to know so much
and then so little
light can I feel now
the sound so loud
my deafening moan
my not so empty howl.

©️JMCole
77 · Feb 2021
Who
MyDystopiA Feb 2021
Who
Tell me a story young friend
About where you've been and gone
tell me your reply won't be so long
tell me I can't do no wrong
paint me an ocean
pretty blue green
paint me a sky silver grey blue
paint me a new day
yellow and red
I been waiting and waiting
a long while waiting,
anticipating, thinking
and hoping you come
blue as the sky
on a summers night
midnight is the time to fly
I miss the shine
the stars they are mine
but oh so far away
I can only pine and pine
and get on the mic
an whine and whine
for time to
change its mind
reverse the track
and give me back
the words I lost
the grace I tossed
for sometimes I am
truly boxed
all I can do is pine
for the star
I left behind
for the broken parts
of my mind
for the endless tick of time
for the loss inside
so sublime
for all the things
that pass me by
in my absent state
I make so many mistakes
waiting on fate
to bait me once again
down and under
I run with thunder
then I wake,
look up at the sky blue
then orange
and wonder what's so wrong
and what's so right
and who ought to decide
how one should live their lives.

©️JMCole
72 · Jun 2020
I see
MyDystopiA Jun 2020
Blue green purple too
a flower for you
music makes the
world go round
copper comes up
from the ground
you can see space
from the devil’s lake
wash your face
no disgrace in waste
haste makes dim
the light from the valley
I see
a firefly burning
burning bright.

©️JMCole
68 · Jul 2020
Water
MyDystopiA Jul 2020
The water is good,
helps go back to the beginning
I remember my existence there
I went back 20 years,
time has no meaning
ticking crazy always
in the head
is the blue of my dread.
Used to have walls all tall
now nothing there
to absorb the fall.
Always thinking in rhyme
feel like I'm losing my mind
love to dive times five
1 in 9 is fine
love is sacred
double three following me
like the moon drowning
drowning in my sea
looking always
for the sky inside of me.
Ay, she makes me shy
but I need that light,
electric blue
I got the sound
like grey drizzle
drowning in shame
on my knees
begging an escape
looking always
straight at fate.

©JM.Cole
60 · Jun 2020
East
MyDystopiA Jun 2020
Moon is low
sky blows east
there is snow
I am above yet below
melting point is six then ten
light years from mars
come like structured stars
full yet hollow
the wall wallows.

©️JMCole
57 · May 2020
Can
MyDystopiA May 2020
Can
Can you help me find me
I’m not anywhere in sight
nowhere near feeling right
ambivalent to life
I haunt the sidelines of my
mind
the
gap
says the sign.

I follow blind.

©️JMCole
56 · Jun 2020
In...
MyDystopiA Jun 2020
Dreams blow
like blossom in the snow
a whirlwind rolls
slow.

©️JMCole
55 · Jul 2020
Mud
MyDystopiA Jul 2020
Mud
Burning up in the desert sun
I come undone, I want to run
but the sand slips
when I lose my grip
and I sink in time
blinded in the light
denying inside
my heart on fire.
I get no sleep
and I lose my feet
out in the deep
I can’t breathe,
memory creeps
and my brain’s full of heat
drowning in the bleak,
yearning to be me,
longing to be free.
All the words inside I
can’t say
burn and burn and burn
all through the day
so violently they grow
stronger in the night breeze
the trees tell me their dreams
and when I read I hear things
they tear holes in my soul
all the feelings I can’t hold,
all the love I can’t let go
comes like a flood
the rainbow and the mud
discolours my blood.

©JM.Cole
55 · Apr 2020
Remains
MyDystopiA Apr 2020
I saw the blue light today
like the one I first saw
when my mind left to stay
been a long time
cold in the hay
making shapes in the rain
pain
remains framed.

©️JMCole
55 · Apr 2020
Longing
MyDystopiA Apr 2020
Anger hurts
my heart space
such a mighty pain
I can’t turn back time
and escape this freeze frame
my brain
an oncoming train
a hope a jolt
of lightning strikes
the night is white
divides in time
the fractured mind
emits a wave
crash hard
upon the shore
I beg the lord
please no more
sandstone me home
I bleed to go
where none do roam
but dust and glass
diamond backed
I watch the grass
unpack
the weight
of a generation
maimed untamed
growing still
in night forever
longing the light.

©️JMCole
52 · May 2020
Still
MyDystopiA May 2020
Hope always shows up
hard to truly open up
trust the day trust the grey
side of life cuts like a knife
inside I try not to cry
at my broken feelings awry
grainy is the rain
won’t wash the shame
away away awake
a new day shapes
the sun is bright
but the moon is brighter
still blue is the light
takes the mind a flight.

©️JMCole
51 · May 2020
Ought
MyDystopiA May 2020
The moon seemed high
and far away I could hear
the train rattle by
a car here and there
a speed thoroughfare.
I try to sit and think
and care and not stare
but the mind wanders
here and there and back
again around in upon itself
weighs heavy like lead or iron
ought to be light
like stars at night
oh how the mind does cry
to see the sky so beautiful
surreal beams filter through
my soul all I see is you.

©️JMCole
48 · May 2020
Home
MyDystopiA May 2020
My eyes are full of monsters
my ears are full of sound
heart is bleeding
in the ground grey surrounds
the mind confounds
aloud aloud
the tree frog speaks
in greens and reds
I follow the creek runs west
It’s comes and goes
insanity grows an unruly toad
blocks the road
come forth old bones
let’s go now
home.

©️JMCole
47 · Apr 2020
5
MyDystopiA Apr 2020
5
She gave to me 5diamonds  
and a heart
that never stops pining
she was there
when I let the light in
she was there in my sin
I never win what I lose
when I play the blues
I feel the groove
the grain of the wood
smooth to the touch
compressed too much
dust becomes rust
is orange yet gold
amber in the snow
a melody a hope
flickers tone less
against the ocean below
eight is six steps left
gate on the latch
a window ledge
is still ground opens
loud a yawn a mouth
to full to speak
says nothing worth
hearing love is war
is love all we need
is peace then more
fire in the streets
for those in the valley
fire is neat like ***
drink up hum
machinery spins
to touch infinity is a rush
beyond measure is the bush
lush.

©️JMCole
47 · May 2020
Circles
MyDystopiA May 2020
Sound echoes
light inside a drum
I can’t hear myself
when I run I fear
again come undone
the sand circles
the moon is my sun.

©️JMCole
46 · Oct 2020
Thud
MyDystopiA Oct 2020
Time is infinite now
Music carries the essence
Of a soul like an echo inside
Repeating rhythmically
Drumming through history
Thud thud thud
comes the love
Blue red is my blood
Blue was the colour
I caught from above
Like a train in my brain
Acid rain stains colour
Reclaims the lights flash
Either side a fairground ride
Alive inside my mind
Feels always like
I’m crashing into myself
Becoming someone else
Around around and through
The sound grounded open
Clouds bleed river deep
Chords fall tall
Midnight blue red soul
Peaks complete
Within the beat time ticks
Drips a feeling forgotten
Of seeing once
Without believing
Of dreaming twice awake
Then sleeping
Of falling thrice
inside my being.

©️JMCole

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