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batman dies

Written in the stars the celestial bodies are destined to rise and manifest
for the balance or control for the cosmos.

These 24 zodiacs and 12 demigods are given the powers of the dying deities.

Through these tirelessly infinite trials the true tyrant or savior of our universe will be chosen.

In these moments we look to the sky-throughout the stars-for the answer of
who will become the omniscient one...

the person writing poetry in the comments of poetry
for anyone to see

she said
"please hold me so."
I utter in a whisper grabbing her closer
"I have to let you go."

taking your talking time away again

such dramatic over-serious poets
post their own series of personal moments

tell and share of both
tragedies and heroics

with idioms and similes
never to know who actually wrote it

Johnny Depp said
" 'ello bompbumster!"
to me the third time today
or at least that's what happened in my head

they hide laughing behind a bathroom stall
some scared some unaware
of the weirdest kid roaming the hall

nodding his head o so low
he remembers all that he said,
last night when he typed
all he could feel
on 8 little lines of all that is real

cannot answer the door if
I am locked outside my house

all alone wouldn't call this freedom
memories make me die almost every evening

regret is a knife that cuts even
between my brain, heart, and lungs
hard to tell if I'm breathing-bleeding-dreaming

what would you do
if all of it was true
what would you say
if I couldn't give you the milky way

destiny is always a funny greeting
arrives on time when I'm leaving

in her eyes I could find
everything lost from my foolish mind

a patient walk alone at last
lead to running with my past

a dark and black spinning typhoon
with cracks of light spewing through

microwaveable "Soup of Smiles; one taste true happiness."
~
impatient circuit breakers going through
mid-life crisis an endless trial
adding unsatisfied smiles
~
the sand burns her skin when she
wants the warmth to hold her
tears dripping down against a bitter smile

Nothingness is the opposite of being.
We exist in the shadow of the darkness.

god is chased by the nothingness
the only thing he didn't create

you don't know how it feels
you're not here anymore
every morning mourning for him
to give you back to me

my daughter sees all love,
in the sunlight she keeps beauty
we named her harmony for no harm to come
to her future daughters and company.
~
she was a lava lamp of love
giving off all she got
now 23 years pass all it's gone
no more light in a circle of dark.
~
maybe I shouldn't complain
all my life I begged for death
it's amazing how it can all change
given sunlight telling your lovers your wet
from the dark cloud chasing
you with empathetic tears
we call rain.
~
if I could get a second chance I wouldn't hesitate
to look back all my mistakes at a second glance
it's all meant to stay the same.

blessings are real
god is true
red roses burn so easy
give golden flame to enjoy
she gives heart aches
for any to take
for the sake to grow older with nature
her mother-the mentor-the creator

sometimes I hum to the rhythm of the unknown
understanding that we are nothing but humans wanting
touching each other's lovers in different spots of the heart
keep in mind my mindless mouth singing poetry-
I tirelessly type every night for more popularity-
timelessly society spent every penny printing more money for the fools
chasing the american dream that is unknown

Are you on a windless day,
Tracing gracefully through the Bible?
Well, don't look at me,
It's not like I'm lonely
Out here all alone.
Nothing that I ever say
Really matters, anyway, baby.
Take my hand and go into the snow;
I will hold the cold for you this year.
Cuz' all I ever wanna do
Is just sit next to you forever, my dear.
Nothing that I ever say
Really matters, anyway, baby.
Are you on a windless day,
Tracing gracefully through the Bible?
Well, don't look at me,
It's not like I'm lonely
Out here in the cold.
Nothing that I ever say
Really matters, anyway, baby;
And nothing that you ever feel
Really matters to you, baby.
Take my hand and go into the snow;
I will hold the cold for you this year.
Cuz' all I ever wanna do
Is just sit next to you forever my dear.
Nothing that I ever say
Really matters, anyway, baby.
Are you on a windless day,
Tracing gracefully through the Bible?
Well don't look at me,
It's not like I'm lonely, lookin' at you from here.
Take my hand and go into the snow;
I will hold the cold for you this year.
Cuz' all I ever wanna do
Is just sit next to you forever my dear.
Nothing that I ever say
Really matters, anyway, baby.
Are you on a windless day,
Tracing gracefully through the Bible?
Well, don't look at me,
It's not like I am lonely,
Losin' my ******* mind...

there is a feeling indescribable with new young love
a perturb brouhaha that spreads across your face and fills your heart with hot blood
knees weaken voices stricken with nervous intentions only the man in the moon can see
eyes are shaking blurred from love-at-first-sight
the truth is written among the glowing summer sky with you lying next to me
destiny and freedom
all in a single night

I don't need much
I don't care how long it takes
I will stay in the same spot you left me
with company of your photograph
and the warmth of hearing your laugh
however long it takes
for you to find your way
back into my arms

The weight of the heavens lies on my shoulders,
and so I hold up the sky with no questions.
A piece of my soul is lost every time I pass you by,
not a second is lost in your life when you watch me die.

The two faced clover just turned a new red,
no one believes me when I confess all you’ve said.
Silence me and steep on my throat when you feel hurt,
truth buries you deep and your lies are the dirt.

My life is lonely since I lost who I can trust,
my love is spiteful since the last time we did touch.
I was born to be alone, rightful, and free.
I won’t let my foes watch as I turn into dust.

The weight of the heavens lies on my shoulders,
the inner light and darkness keep me somber.
I get lost dreaming of the sky,
I wait my lonely time until my kingdom comes by.

bold underlined regret
the blessed, the cursed, the depth-
of how far the rabbit hole
of your emotions will go
you polygon-faced-son-of-a-b*tch

~
we would look into each others eyes all night
talk about our life: choices, habits, advice.
we would lay all day in the warm summer grass
and seem to always ask
about our past: regret, love, if we would last.
we would laugh all the stress away from the future
as long as I had her it never even mattered.
and as a brutal storm seem to came
overnight she wasn't even the same.
she said she would block all her contacts
she said she would never look back.
she ask me if I would be patient
if I could wait for her faithfully
now I'm all alone
for all these days
weeks-months-years
I'm still here
all I have left is her name.

tell me a haiku as if I understand it
sing me a song since poetry is so boring
why use such pretty words to describe our love
instead of taking the time to commit

she didn't notice I was awake last night
in our bed I heard her leave from the back
now I'm busy sweeping up all the glass
from a shattered heart she left me
happy anniversary
I'll be alright

he's trying to fix his guitar, all he has is a string
he's trying to fix his marriage, all he has is a ring
and she's hugging on the man infested with acid
trying to keep all his ducks in his basket
meanwhile the chief faces evil disguised as a faker
the truth is written on the man made from paper

Summer came, now it's gone,
fall was way too fast,
winter left my heart frozen
spring thawed out my heart.

All I want is try to reminisce
days when we would laugh,
now you're gone
here I am
I wish
-I-
would have
made it last

sometimes people's biggest fear is themselves
to change is a terrifying thing
to break a cycle of silence and denial
to only say they have it better than most
to be born blessed when they are cursed
when they can shake their shackle lose
at any moment

I have a hangover from a heartache
when I'm sober I'll realize she fulfilled the promise last night she made
and sneezed all over the 20-story-concrete-pavement
my brain jelly sizzles.

Love summer Love.

just a typical nobody
heart shaken from
a particular somebody
maybe I'm even mistaken
that see notices what's alive
since she always leaves feeling dead inside

It's his album about an algorithm
a certain collection of a collectors day-dreaming
it's a dying summer and your still stuck singing
feeling a heartache from poetry about poverty
still buying every new opportunity blind to always seeing
he didn't want your money only yourself
keep on hiding and crying
inside your plush property
while all I try is to
scream for you to notice he's here with me
inside an one-hundred dollar painting
wasting away--bathing--in the
diverse hues of your professional synergy

I've been blind to hindsight
as long as
I've been in love with you

childhood
makes an adult cry
that they never could understood why
that time was always their bully

if you see a peasant
he was once a king
if you truly think I am only lying
I was the one who stole his most precious present
empathy

I'm not ready to move on
I'm not ready to forget
but if I don't compose my inner music
my song will never be written

It's been so long since I've lost my touch,
I need to bring back the light we lost.
From the restless nights
to the angry fights
alas the darkness eclipsing in your eyes.
My tears burn holes in my face
my voice trembles out-of-place
let anything holy escape your lips precious.

She makes me calm
When I lay in her arms

at the same time

She makes me wild
With just her smile

love potion | half price
cost to owner
just one sleepless night
(for the rest of your life)

I dare you
to be honest to yourself
I dare you
to tell me the truth
I swear to you
I lie just as much
I am not better than you
but at least I try to change

I wish I could make you smile while singing a simile,
of what it's like when you sit next to me.
Or tell you another metaphor,
of what it's like when we grow old together.

Will you hold me
when I won't hold you?
I'm sorry, but
I will always love you

television screens-
shows a crowd of a million screams
-watching
the dying fish flop on a dry plate.

Entertainment.

time is a very impatient man
who lost his watch

all I want is one person to type all my thoughts into a poem
so that they can say
"It's harder than it looks..."

"I will keep posting "non poetry" on a poetry site as a poetic statement."
-badtaste 3-13-2019

I don't like to think about
all the secrets they know about me
trust is a tree that takes time to grow
and they are the madman with a chainsaw