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Oct 2020 · 521
Ode a papas
Zyxia Oct 2020
What is this great fruit?
All of life's bounty, in this one root.

The apple of the earth;
From the dirt it doth birth.

Bake, roast, mash,
All else goes to the trash.

The potato's taste is so fine,
Its versatility? Just divine.

*****, fries, tossed in pies,
Potatoes are the best, no compromise.
Yes, I'm aware, the name should be "Ode a las papas." I just thought this sounded nicer.
Oct 2020 · 887
Don't worry, (I'm) ok?
Zyxia Oct 2020
Hey, don't worry about me.
Everything's ok in my
Life is good and there's no
Possibility of anything bad happening

My poems and other hobbies make me happy
Everything's great, and you shouldn't worry, ok?
I didn't tell you this, but you should read the first letter of each line.
Oct 2020 · 256
I want to write
Zyxia Oct 2020
I want to write, but what about?
I have nothing to say, no words to make.
Every idea is just a half bake.

I want to learn, but how?
I can't focus for long, my attention span fades.
Every idea it forbades.

I want to love, but whom?
Who would ever have feelings for me?
Doomed to loneliness for eternity.

I've put little effort into this,
But maybe that's ok.
I don't need to work hard every day.
Oct 2020 · 1.0k
Elemental Structure
Zyxia Oct 2020
The heat of the pyre;
The way of the fire.

The strength of the earth;
I've had it since birth.

The ebb of the stream;
The power to dream.

The strength of the hurricane
Puts us in further pain.

The depth of the void;
Our future destroyed.
Oct 2020 · 62
The world beyond time
Zyxia Oct 2020
A world past time,
A world past space,
Sadly, not anyplace.

A world past hate,
A world past fear;
Wait, nobody's here.

A world past loss,
A world past grief,
But of nonbelief

A world unreachable,
This world's Afar,
I'll just settle for things that are.
Oct 2020 · 242
Meaningless Meaning
Zyxia Oct 2020
When all is lost and all is dreary,
When fate is gone and you must go on,
When you go on without a light,
When you fight through the worst of night,
Du bist der übermensch.
When you beat the hopelessness and decay,
Du bist der übermensch.
When you fight a world meaningless,
Du bist der übermensch.
When you create meaning from naught,
Du bist der übermensch
The poem is based on Nietzsche's idea of "the übermensch", literally the "over-man" or "above-man", thus the repeated phrase means "You are the over-man", but "übermensch" can't really be translated. It's the idea of the person who finds his own meaning in a godless world. Nietzsche belived that the Enlightenment "killed", or rather disproved, God, making there be no objective morality and meaning.
Oct 2020 · 173
On Poetry
Zyxia Oct 2020
I'd give anything to get poems out my mind
They're putting me in a bind
But in time I may come to find
That they're worth something once refined
Oct 2020 · 265
The Muses
Zyxia Oct 2020
Sometimes the muses gift you with inspiration, meters tall
Sometimes they curse you with none at all.
The muse's presence can be a blessing and a curse,
But I'd still prefer that over the reverse
Oct 2020 · 245
Zucchini or Courgette?
Zyxia Oct 2020
What's in a name?
I know, that question's passé and lame
But, really, what is in a name?
Zucchini and courgette, are they not the same?
What's in this fruit's call to fame?
What's in a name?
Oct 2020 · 754
A Transwoman's Curse
Zyxia Oct 2020
Should I be more masc. or not at all?
Am I too short, or just too tall?
Why must I be cursed to cry,
Need an "X", but got a "Y"
Be forced to flee when none pursue,
Who'd ask that of you?
Oct 2020 · 555
An impossible love
Zyxia Oct 2020
The time and days just fly away,
When I’m with you. Everything’s ok,
When I’m with you. I want to live every day,
Where I’m with you. You and I could be so happy,
Were I with you. I know there’s just no way,
To be with you. That’s ok, I can pretend,
I’m with you. In my heart, I’m always,
With you.
A poem about all the loves that can't happen. A poem about loss or failure to gain. Edit: They ruined the formatting. "Happy" is supposed to be the same line as "Where I’m with you. You and I could be so ".
Oct 2020 · 316
Everything will be ok
Zyxia Oct 2020
The set of the sun, and end of the day.
The fall into night, and into its fright.
When I hold you, everything is alright.
We’ll hug through the sun, through night and through day.
And, at the end of the day, I’d have it no other way
Poem about a friend's stories with self-harm that I wrote yesterday. Edit: early line break on this, too. "Day" isn't supposed to break.
Oct 2020 · 139
A Silly Haiku
Zyxia Oct 2020
This poem’s not in
Iambic Pentameter,
It is a haiku.
Old silly poem

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