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Sep 2021 · 390
Forceful writing
G Sep 2021
Writing to me is harsh and senseless
Whenever in light of day
I pick up the words
And scorch the paper

Writing to me is painful
It wanders within me
As an idealistic thought
Something I wish
To master

Writing is sweet and chilly
As a crisp december evening
By the trees
A hot drink melting snow where it sits
Beside me

Writing is in my mind
At all times
I believe
Even if it does not make itself known
in actual lettering
I don’t like what I write at the moment. But they say you have to write the bad stuff to get to the good; so here we are...
Mar 2021 · 183
A poem on Love
G Mar 2021
My dear
song and eyes and words
that make my veins implode
into utter lush- and sweetness

my hymn to you is excessive - about to explode
I love you
G Oct 2020
Is it okay to dwell in dreams
while the world is going under?
Adored are the rationalists
driving us forward
curing and tending
My dreams are community-healers
my mind tells me -
whilst I sleep
Sep 2020 · 56
G Sep 2020
A cloud covers the light
Yet another and another
Dark blue turns baby pink

A bird is flying through it
I wonder what he finds there
Love or hate
All that is between
and here
Aug 2020 · 48
Reasons that I love you
G Aug 2020
those blue, blue eyes
the way you touch me
the way you feel me
and I feel felt as well
I love you
and your mind
yes even the ***** which possesses your mind
your brain
your hope
your voice
I love the way you speak
yes, the tone of it
the way you read
the book of life
and the fact that you read it
My Darling
there are too many reasons and feelings
that can’t be mentioned
and reduced to words and sentences
I love you more than anything
Apr 2020 · 64
Owl at Midnight
G Apr 2020
Life is too interesting
I can’t go to sleep
I’ll savour a coffee
in spite of the hour
sip it
slurp it
- sing -
and then read
Feb 2020 · 58
G Feb 2020
Such a faith
in humanities
and God to whom creation’s owed
Slay the words the wisest man has spoken
and myself for speaking out of turn
Jan 2020 · 56
Writer's block
G Jan 2020
My thought cannot be confined
to a selection of rhymes
and lines
can it?
Jan 2020 · 47
G Jan 2020
With sweaty palms
Placed firmly down
I told you that I loved you

Zero words
Only gestures
I'll always be alone

With lively chats
Inside myself
I told you that I meant it

Merely sounds
Only gestures
I'll always be alone

I meant the things I did not say
just wanted you to know it
Nov 2019 · 78
G Nov 2019
On rows and rows they hang they hang.
Skin stretched thin on their necks.
A tranquil gasp for one last breath.
The wall a collective shadow of silhouettes. Oxymoron. Escaping death whilst escping life. Completely innocent, unaware, yes painfully clear.
Nov 2019 · 132
G Nov 2019
hums and haws
"totally get it!"

basic blurbs
clothed in Schadenfreude
Oct 2019 · 87
Autumnal hope
G Oct 2019
There are promises
where the trees throw sorrows in the air
that change - come October

Literal things
bursting to flames - to ashes
- to words on my paper
Sep 2019 · 168
Ransom (whatever it takes)
G Sep 2019
Pay me ransom
to release my fears
and let them go
Aug 2019 · 544
G Aug 2019
I've got blisters on my fingers
from trying to write you out of this song
I literally do.
Aug 2019 · 586
monsters and villains
G Aug 2019
I see monsters and villains
blocking my throat
- tightening the screws in my back
Aug 2019 · 99
I am never me
G Aug 2019
I am never who anyone wants me to be
I am whoever I need to be
when seasons die away to nothing
and leaves are covered in snow
and thunder sparks the sun
and "spring" is a title
I read to recall
Aug 2019 · 232
G Aug 2019
As anxiety dines
it eats me alive
and makes a sort of humming noise
to calm me down
and rile me up
in one delicious bite
Jul 2019 · 297
A realization
G Jul 2019
Tonight I realized that little by little
I’ve realized my dreams
my plans

never simultaneously-
years apart -
which surely must be why
I never noticed
Jul 2019 · 231
G Jul 2019
I was observing a globe yesterday

Civilization never looked so simple
and color-coordinated
Jul 2019 · 72
G Jul 2019
Rather than being fearful
I want to be bold
and shed a tear of joy or two
where the winters are cold
and beautiful.
Jul 2019 · 163
I'm Alice
G Jul 2019
A gaping hole has engulfed me
and left all but dreams behind.

I think I'm in Wonderland.
Darkness with a snippet of hope and humor.
Jul 2019 · 208
G Jul 2019
Left on an unsustained ground
to stand and rely on
I would have preferred gold
or brass at least
Jul 2019 · 88
G Jul 2019
I’m having a real musical moment
a real flow of tunes
through my lungs
and ear canals
Music is just everything, you know?
Jul 2019 · 88
Global W
G Jul 2019
Melting ice, melting fire
though it seems absurd
running weaker fairest bear
and that little bird
All around: stones and grashops
where there should be ice
seemingly a sight to see
“come has paradise!”

“No” exhales the fairest bear
thinner than before
little bird chews on his feathers
there beneath the shore
Jul 2019 · 207
What can I say?
G Jul 2019
nothing to do
no one to love
no time to beg to differ
tears are what I have and love
they coexist with music
and ever crumbling dreams
Jul 2019 · 312
G Jul 2019
I pulled your ear when you sneezed
your hair when you tossed
your toes when you laughed

your insides as you cried.
trust it
Jul 2019 · 83
G Jul 2019
My experience.
Jul 2019 · 112
G Jul 2019
I live in a hotel
where the walls are decorated with screams
One happy, one sad
and one inbetween
Wrote these lines sometime last year. I cannot for the life of me remember why...
Jul 2019 · 67
the mind (my mind)
G Jul 2019

and melodious sadness
May 2019 · 286
G May 2019
Gently she let out a sigh
singing that old lullabye
sweet remembrances

Yours is the purest of Loves in the world
you and me
Mar 2019 · 95
G Mar 2019
when “future” seems merely inevitable
Mar 2019 · 190
G Mar 2019
He was a soldier
living alone
He was a soldier
roaming the war zone

Living one moment
but oh not the next
and thus falls to me
to make sense of in text
Feb 2019 · 186
love and me
G Feb 2019
leave us be
love and me

in the past
I let you have
a piece
and you passed it back
to her

not me
Jan 2019 · 199
G Jan 2019
myself and they
strolled up the path to Neverland

and in a shallow grave
myself and some of they
found rest and space to pray

myself and some of they
on stones and grass and hay
and glory’s way
Jan 2019 · 216
The Crush
G Jan 2019
love has burnt a hole
in my purse
where I’ve kept it
Jan 2019 · 100
G Jan 2019
An angel sits on my window frame
strange how it seems to fit that name

I never noticed, till today

as it flew away
Dec 2018 · 513
The Introvert
G Dec 2018
You misunderstand.

I want to be alone.

not left alone
Dec 2018 · 391
2.30 am
G Dec 2018
A memory squeezes my liver
my kidneys and stomach too.
Similar to that “guilty pleasure” I ate
before I got the flu.

This one lingers, spreads to bones
which is why I’m here.
Begging you to fix me up
or even better
Dec 2018 · 117
G Dec 2018
Boundaries are bridges
with misty edges
they can’t be seen
they can’t be felt
until the crossing

The other side is green
with newly sprunged roses
and water springs
or so it seems
until the crossing

As you pass
your clothes are stripped
and you long for what you left behind
But where you crossed, a steep ravine
and what you had it never was

So mind you, that you will be told
that roses are beautiful and springs delicious
To you they’ll never be
Listen to me

When all is done
what’s left is you - post crossing -
and the ringing laugh
of those who fooled you
Dec 2018 · 558
G Dec 2018
I got taken aside
told that I had won in life
offered roses as a token.

I never liked roses.
Dec 2018 · 5.4k
G Dec 2018
I carry a mask in my purse
for special occasions.
Turns out
wherever there’s people
Dec 2018 · 252
The Dreamer
G Dec 2018
Had life’s purpose been to dream
I would’ve been the queen

But ‘stead I am mere begger
melting in sun’s sweet beam
Dec 2018 · 242
Fly away my dearest
G Dec 2018
Fly away my dearest
to that place you cherished here
fly away as if to meet
a newfound atmosphere

And as I feel the wrath
of times we’d yet to reach
May I tread that path
and life to me you’ll teach.

— The End —