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mosquitoism Apr 2014
You're gone
for the world wasn't worthy enough to be any longer trodden by your feet.
You're gone
I grieve not
for I believe in another world less cruel and grim than this we shall meet.



@mosquitoism
r.i.p K.D.C and L.S
mosquitoism Aug 2013
Far away
but I can see.
You are smiling
towards me?
Your head's leaned to the right
a bit.
Your eye, the left one
is undecided
whether to hide or not
behind your hair.
Away. Far away.
But I can see
the dimple on your cheek.
You smile sincerely
I believe.
You've narrowed your eyes.
Stupid sunbeam.
Away. Far away.
But I can smell
the scent pervaded all over you.
The summer air blended with a little sweat.
Far away.
But I can feel
the warmth in your hand.
But away. Far away.

@mosquito 06/11/2010
mosquitoism May 2014
274 Etceteras
left behind orphans, moms, widows et cetera
who cares et cetera what their names are?
for they're Heroes indeed, Martyrs now et cetera.
**** happens et cetera, "it's common". Why surprised?
I'll give you some examples; China, England et cetera
That's the way the cookie crumbles.
Hope you're safe and sound et cetera
in your warm, cozy et cetera house.
WE et cetera are used to cold stones and mines.
though not stone-cold hearts.



mosquitoism
Almost 300 miners are killed in an explosion and a fire at a coal mine in Soma in western Turkey.
mosquitoism Apr 2014
I
watched
him
every
night
sweep
his
guilt
under
our
queen
bed.



@mosquitoism
mosquitoism Aug 2013
(Typing sound)

(A few seconds of silence)

(Pressing Backspace)

(Typing sound)

(Pressing Backspace)

(A sip of the tea)

(Mumbling)

(Typing sound)

I've been thinking of buying myself a fancy tea set.

(A second of silence)

(Typing sound)

Yes, I think I should buy myself a fancy tea set.

(Pressing Backspace)
(Pressing Backspace)
(Pressing Backspace)

(sigh)


@mosquito - 25.11.2012
mosquitoism Aug 2014
There ain't no monsters under my bed,
they are inside my head.
Being eaten up by some unpleasant thoughts lately.
mosquitoism Sep 2016
I spent
34.560.000 seconds
576.000 minutes
9600 hours
400 days
57 weeks and 1 day
missing you.
mosquitoism Jun 2015
rid of "I"
free.
let your
e
g
o
go
or
vanish in
vanity.
16.06.2015
@mosquito
mosquitoism Jun 2015
I feel you in
Every drop of sweat
Dripping from my body
this salty
this moist love
my only remedy
every time we touch
I rejuvenate
I'm a newborn baby
fresh
raw
and ready
for new woes
new sarrows
for mind slavery
again and fain
my death
shall be by your hands
**** me softly
with your lust
your passion, your desire
until I leave you out
out of my memory
16.06.2015
@mosquito
mosquitoism Jun 2014
Boomerangs come back when thrown,
not the people you've hurt.





-mosqutioism
06.06.2014
mosquitoism Aug 2013
I let mosquitoes **** my blood.
Fatigue pulls down on my eye lids
as I watch them.  My eyes shut.
Happy and bleeding,
my skin borrows my sight.
Greedy mosquitoes getting drunk;
drunken mosquitoes singing songs.
On my elbows, thumbs and toes
I see them dancing,
I see them floating toast.
Rude mosquitoes. They leave;
they never pay the bill.
With the taste of my blood
they fly away and hide.
I open my eyes, "Here we are!"
Red dots eveywhere and I.
We see them the next day.
Fat mosquitoes. Around they lie.
We want them to wake up but
dead mosquitoes just won't listen.
They just die and die and die.


@mosquito 05/25/2012
mosquitoism Mar 2014
I'm in love with the fact that
what you are is
what I'm NOT.
Opposites attrack and I'm
craving what I haven't got.
Please stay and break my heart.
And remind me once again why I shouldn't love you so.


@mosquito 03/10/2014
mosquitoism Mar 2014
"I'm a little drunk on you and high on summer time..."

We were as cheap as the wine you brought
lame as the lyrics of that country song.
You laughed. I laughed.
Things were perfect. So they seemed.
I laughed. You laughed.
I cried. You laughed.
I got stuck in a bog of indecision. You laughed.
I wrote you poems. You laughed.
I swayed back and forth between facing the harsh reality
and losing myself in a delusional happiness. You laughed.
I suffocated from lack of tenderness. You laughed.
I took the blame over the mistakes we made. You laughed.
I loved.
I tried.
I hated.
I failed.
I said I had to go.                              You      just      laughed.
As I was leaving, you kept silent.
I
laughed.*
I was finally sure that summer was over.




@mosquitoism 20.03.2014
mosquitoism Aug 2013
If you pushed hard, you would believe
that we inhale the same air
the one that comes from my lungs
touches your lips and tongue.
I am never a romantic, says
my heart beating tic tic tic
I am little whilst you are big
No clue who did the trick.
If you looked closer, you would see
that the little piece of me
in you looking for You in me
Are we not living with lies?
Me, darling, never meant
to fall in love with us.

@mosquito 05/12/2012
mosquitoism Mar 2014
I am half dead.
Like the crushed leaves beneath my feet.
They are almost brown but absolutely not green.
All I do is flitting from one side to another
senselessly
until I disappear
completely.

My body is cold and white like yours.
Though, you don’t have a body now,
I don’t have anybody.
To love.
But I know a soul which will never die.

It musn’t be a surprise that God keeps you out of my reach.
I would take all of you.
In one go.
Sweetest suicide ever.
While you are flowing through my throat
to my stomach,
I will destroy my excretory system
to keep you inside of me
for more than a little while.

I do love you, I love you twice.

How can you be so real and unreal at the same time?
I hate to fake myself but
“I think I made you up inside my head.”




@mosquitoism
December/2011
mosquitoism Mar 2014
She had no best friends
nor did she have any diamonds.



@mosquitoism
"Diamonds are a girl's best friend." so they say.
mosquitoism Apr 2014
I don't understand how people can be so harsh and crude. I do not understand why anyone should want to hurt one another... I guess I am just too naive and stupid when it comes to human relationships.

I haven't felt  this humiliated and insulted before in my life. Or maybe I had, but in time I've forgotten all of it. I know, life goes on, one way or another but how am I going to deal with these feelings at the moment? Typical me, I take the blame over the mistakes we made. Yet I keep asking myself; what have I done to deserve this? What could I possibly have done that makes him want to hurt me this much? Yes, this is about an insignificant other. I never share my private issues publicly, but this time if I don't get things off my chest, If I don't talk or write about it, simply put I will explode.

The whole story is long and not worth telling at all. It's such a ridiculous situtation that no poem can be written about it. It has so much ugliness in it yet I was still trying to look on the bright side of it, trying to see even the beauty in that shady, unholy thing that now I am ashamed to have called "love". Oh, how I decieved myself. How I made him up inside my head.I guess, after all I am the one to blame.

I had the most tender and innocent feelings, all shattered now and I don't know what to do with these pieces. No, it's not me, I am just one of the many he used and betrayed in his way, on his way.

Heal; it takes time. I'll just go back to my dark, cynical, isolated world, I should have never left there anyway.


mosquitoism.
mosquitoism Mar 2014
Modesty;
something
that
a synagogue,
a church,
a mosque
or a temple
doesn't** have.



mosquitoism
mosquitoism Jun 2014
sleeplessly
embracing
you
Alt-J's new single Hunger of The Pine.
mosquitoism Apr 2014
A: I don't want to get used to you,
I know I will be the one ending up  d ev a  s  t a t   ed

B: Will that be mutual too? I love you.
Good things happen to those who wait.
You're the good thing.
I will wait.


( T
      I
         M
              E )


A: Why are you doing this to me?
Why do you want to hurt me this much?

B: I thought you moved on by now.








-mosquitoism-
mosquitoism Apr 2014
I want to throw up all my anger
cursing
swearing
wishing you ill
Then I soothe myself thinking
you're already punished
by being yourself;
your
ruthless
sadistic
evil-hearted self.





-mosquitoism-
mosquitoism Apr 2014
The past never
disappears

it

l   i   n   g   e   r   s

on

in
your
fut­ure
dreams
"The past is now part of my future,
The present is well out of hand"
mosquitoism Mar 2014
.
.
.
I don't care what the weather is like;
a s
long
a s
you
rain
on
m
e
.
.
.





@mosquitoism  21.03.2014
mosquitoism Mar 2014
When I think of happiness
I think of a vintage VW beetle.
Yellow.
Not to drive
but put somewhere I can see
and feel good about at times.
Yet, I was happy once
And I thought it was heaven
I was on the side where the grass was greener.
It was greener indeed.


@mosquitoism
mosquitoism Aug 2013
They may call you fatty,
scruffy and ugly.
Your name may be vile
and I bet you smell awfully
smokes and ***** and
cheap perfumes of many different
******.
But when I look through you
when I see beyond this fog
and almost feel you inside
I know then
you beat the handsome beasts
you beat them all
with the ruin of your heart that you keep
in the drawer of your bedside table
where you pop off beside
now and then.
And it's usually a.m.
It's always a.m.
Just like now
as another night on earth covers us both
as you wish to be a cat in your next life
as the street-lamp peeps into our loneliness
I raise another glass full of youth and despair.
Toast to you, to me.
To the world who never treats some of his guests nicely.
So
I choose writing.
"it keeps the walls
from
failing.”
I need the sound of the words
making love with the typewriter.
But I make do with a pen and paper.
I know you own a typewriter.
My time,
must be a bit shopworn
Have you ever smiled by doing a bracket after a colon?
Guess nineteen ninety-four was a bad year to be born.
but a nice one to die.
Though congratulations
you did well at the computers
well enough, like everything else
You take things as they come
and life teaches you how to get used to them.
You get used to living, you get closer to death.
It is not a big deal, has never been.
But it is the only deal.
A deal we can't deny.

All I wanted to say was a
"happy birthday"
but not that happy.

@mosquito
mosquitoism Aug 2015
the man,
he was a child.
like the child in every man.

the girl
was a woman
even before he made her one.



@mosqutioism 11.08.2015
mosquitoism Mar 2014
I feel so divorced from the world* - I said.
He smiled - You haven't even got married yet.



@mosquitoism
# lost #life #world #sad

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