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Developing a pattern
Luminosity inspires

A quiet twinge

Only resonates with a soft
Pin *****
In it’s truest form

I can handle it

Beyond the realm
Of possibility
Perfection is

A impossible feat

An ~ Abstract idea
Takes shape in mind
Sometimes the bummers

Outweigh the most glorious highs

But when your
Heart beats steadily
You should probably buckle up

It might just be one heck of a ride

Approaching the straight and narrow
Eyes laser focused
It’s almost like

You’ve won the grand prize

There is a seamless
Welcoming Transition
With a natural flow

It reminds me I’m still breathing
Those are the
Kind of things you just can’t fake

When I don’t sense
An evil presence I’m all in
It’s very inviting to my soul

Certain things don’t
Just fall in your lap by chance
And you best hold on tight

Because you never know
What you’ve got
Until it’s gone

Pick up sticks like a game of chance

Process of elimination
Natural selection chose
Me a winning combination

The right nonpareil for once
Hope for a better tomorrow
And smile you just can’t hide from
If
If life were all certainty
zombies we'd all be
gone would be the beauty
and the mystery!
I missed our fights,
Dark hours and endless nights,
And finally, our poetic moments
If time could return,
I would choose you even harder,
Etching you deeper into the core of my soul
I miss you 💔
Ash
The dog who knew silence
the man who knows shame
the screaming violence
self hatred always came.
Years gone I never forget
cruel madness blind light
my sadness true regret
the noose forever tight.
I’ve met a couple of second-year med students.
I thought I was organized but apparently, I’ve just scratched the surface.
Everyone uses Google calendar “GCal” - for EVERYTHING,
and I’ve seen it, their days are packed - bye-bye ‘free time.’

Want to grab lunch, hang-out or even hook-up with someone?
Check their GCal and send them an invite.

(poem time!)..

GCal flex 💻✨

I got the word 💬 At first 🎬 I was lowkey sus 🤨
could it be thus ⁉️ but they offered proof 💯

GCal 💻 runs 🏃🏼‍♀️‍➡️the superiority complex 🏫
everyone keeps-it-g 💻✨connectedly 👭

AI puts our schedule 📆🕰️ in GCal 💻 form,
so right away ⛗ 🏁, we’re ½ 🌓 way home 🏠

The typical school day = 12 hrs 📅
Save your brain, let GCal 💻✨be 🐝 the boss 🧠➡️💤

Sleep 😴, snacks 🍕, 5-mi walk 🚶♀️— got it on lock 🔒
No wingin’ it 🚫, just colored blocks ⬛️ all on the clock 🕒

So, freshie AV 👩🎓 will get a ping 📱— “Come chill?” 🛋️
I’ll click yes ✔️, cause it’s just the drill 🔬

“Share lunch?” 🍽️ Invite sent ✉️
Netflix and chill 🍿? Event alert! 🚨

Invite a romantic move 💌 “Hook up?” 11:30 PM 🪛🌙
You never ♾️ know, he 💁‍♂️/she 💁‍♀️ might accept 🔩 ☔

Maybe GCal  💻 love is 💔 or lit 🔥, but dating’s doomed 💀,
in the calculus of m-school scheduling 🗓️🙅♀️, so just move 🚛 on

In med-school ​​📚, we’re like a team 🖇️, we need to be tight 🗜️,
we’re all 👥 on the clock ⏰, and nothing 🫙 can be left to chance 🎲.
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Songs for this:
Closer (feat. Halsey) by The Chainsmokers
I Ain't Worried by OneRepublic
Levitating (feat. DaBaby) by Dua Lipa
Calendar by Paris Combo
BLT Merriam Webster word of the day challenge 08/13/35:
Calculus = the mathematics of estimating change
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slang…
keep it g = ‘keep it gangsta’ repurposed for GCal💻 🙃
I wish it had been my soul that
was stolen, not you—
That I had died before
you slipped away from me
What storm,
what havoc could ever
tear you from within me?
No trick of memory,
no phantom thief of mind
Dares to pry you loose,
though I bleed in the struggle—
Struggling so fierce
I nearly cradle
death’s cold embrace,
Walking barefoot
across a sea of my
own shattered soul,
Until I stand where
neither you nor I can reach—
Where tides of memory
drown and hope is lost—
I am ready to
surrender life itself,
If only to forget you
forevermore
You ruined me completely,
Yet I still dare not close my eyes—
Afraid to meet your gaze,
That lures me through
the chaos of my soul
I cannot reach you,
nor forget you,
Yet I wish to name
my garden after you,
With its spring flowers
that might infect you
With gentleness and
tenderness
Still, I dare not
fall asleep or dream,
For your presence
would trap me once again
And though
I’d never confess this to you—
I secretly cherish
this sacred torment, truly I do
I will always love you 💔💍
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