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Repentant Feb 4
You strike a matchstick
and name it hope—
watch the flame gnaw
its own tail, a hungry ouroboros.

Your hands tremble like cities
under siege.
The skyline cracks, a porcelain plate
held together by spider silk.

We are all archaeologists here,
digging through ash
for the bones of who we swore
we’d become.

Some nights, the moon is a pill
that won’t dissolve.
You swallow it anyway,
let its cold light pool in your ribs.

The world is a fever dream,
but listen—
even wildfires leave behind
soil thick with tomorrow.

So let your heart be a dandelion:
ugly, stubborn,
and impossibly
easy to love.
Inspiration: Combines existential urgency (a "burning world") with intimate resilience, blending natural imagery and mental health metaphors. The poem mirrors modern anxieties but leans into hope as an act of defiance.

Key Elements:

Ouroboros metaphor: The flame eating itself reflects cycles of destruction/rebirth and self-sabotage.

Urban decay vs. nature: "Cities under siege" and "porcelain plate" contrast with organic imagery (dandelions, wildfires).

Medicalization of coping: The moon as an undissolved pill critiques how society medicates existential pain.

Archaeology of self: Digging through "ash" to find lost versions of identity.

Dandelion symbolism: Represents overlooked strength and the beauty of persistence.

Structure: Free verse with short, punchy stanzas. Enjambment creates urgency, while the final quatrain offers a resolving, mantra-like closure.
Repentant Feb 3
If I could turn back time
To the good old days
I wouldn't call it good
I call it helpful days
Cause hell was playful
With the fool who played
The role of the Messiah
Who he must never bear
Well there will be a day
That I see you again
Wish you'll be proud
And see me far away
Cause in your face you may say
That I lied and I tried to hide
Yes I have hidden all my pain
Just to keep you all away
And I guess I had a reason
And I guess that reasons wrong
The war is not between us
The war is in all of us
We are battling demons, living the dreams all behind
I wish someone sleeps
Better than me tonight
Repentant Feb 1
Love is not in the things we did for each other
It's in the things we avoided
Cause I can die for you with no reason
But will I listen to how you want me to live with a thousand reasons?
All the control that we have over our life is minimal to controlling the next muscle interaction and the response of the feeling to the emotion that we have... Thus, control doesn't meaning heading over hills, it's actually controlling what hills we are going to miss for each other
Repentant Jan 31
The end of the ego trip
Found the code in your messages
Looking at me like the flower, not blooming, not blooming
I'm gonna go far away, far away
Looking at the distance that I couldn't bear, I couldn't care
Maybe purposefully a dream to make me happy, to push me more
But all I can say is that I didn't know better
I didn't know any more
All I knew was that I should be responsible but I didn't know how
Didn't know the borders, yet I think I just knew them all
Making excuses for my birthday faults
Help me god
Just one more step
Push me, push me like the butterflies near the waterfall
I need to grow, I need to pass the tests, understood the depth of what has happened to my mind
Don't let me forget, let me keep it, let me have it all
Cause Life is a lost decade of the waterfalls
I'm gonna finish it, I am coming god...
Wish me luck, unchain me from these devilish tears of their lustful eyes
Oh find me god, find me behind these bars
Let me see, let me see those pictures of the angels on the walls....
We may not learn how to live properly, but there is always another chance, god won't let you be alone.
Repentant Jan 30
Night
Darkness of the light
Losing every love
Suffocated with my own hands
As this might be my loss
This might seem a lot
Looking at you right with my own hands
Day
Shining rays of the dark
Gaining every hate
Suffering the blade
As might be my gain
This might seem a little
Looking at me with no hands
Antique white lie
Let me go now
Like a relief to the house
Of my past to get it back with the truth
Autocorrected once
Autistic child of life
Schizophrenic paranoia of love
And the exposure that might come out
Strongly as it was
Wish to be read
Repentant Jan 29
To be normal, you should act normal
To act normal, you would like to be treated normal
But there was a difference, I made a difference and I kept on that path for longer than it should
Now I am different, a different creature
In the less percentage of these humanities measures
Will I ever have the chance to be the same
Will I ever be able to act the same
A question that I should have answered a long time ago
When I was in the cage, looking at all the shadows
They are all now became the light
And like every new born, my eyes hurt a lot
But I am walking, two steps back, one step forward
Till I jump at last, with the leap of faith in mind
Abnormality
Repentant Jan 29
The man in the digital world
May lose sight of the labour works
May lose sight of the Iman
He may not be able
To see the lawful presence of her wife
He may think oh it's just a like
Oh it's just a message
The man in the digital world
May think everything is just suppose to happen
The man in the digital world
May can't understand the why
He may lose sight in truth
He may trust all the lies
The man in the digital world
May lose everything he loves
To gain the sight of Osiris
You should first lose an eye
The man in the digital world
May lose love in his heart
Blessed whomever I have hurt
Forgive me if I have hurt you with my ineffective lies
I thought I was telling the truth
I thought there was a chance to win
I didn't know I was planned to lose
To gain the knowledge of the world we live
You may think I am a genius
Who spent his life in lies
I beg the differ and forgiveness
My pictures should be stamped as fools in your eyes
Bless every person that has been a part of my life and tried to help me understand and didn't know what was actually happening in my mind. One day, we shall all see, we all shall see Infront of the god.for that day, forgive me and bless me on my path to hell, shall I be burned a decade less or a century more, I wish you all just the heaven.
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