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He flipped the pages
one after another
his curious fingers
tracing each syllable
of her untold story,
the deeper he dived
in her mystic maze
his fingers were smudged
with ink and her tears
the words were stripped
her soul was bare
and he fell in love
with her cryptic layers
Ray Dunn May 5
Don’t ask questions,
it’s not true—

Please don’t make me
lie to you.
Grey velvet carpet
Neon white and yellow lights, fogged mirrors
Slow and heavy, loads snarl
Crimson red beeps light in the dark
Stop the sign, the green a distant dream
Far and outstretched the limbs of illogicality
Narrow the side walk of rationale
riri Nov 2020
She liked sweatpants, just like her mother did
She wore them her whole life
She told him how much she hated when people tried taking them
They always tried stealing them

He stained the sweatpants though
Her favorite sweatpants
The one she waited months for to get
She tried not to think much of it

Then he stole her sweatpants
She didn't get why
She made it so clear of how much she disliked when people did that
But he did it anyways

Why couldn't he ask?
It was just a simple question
It was what she held on to the most
He took it away

She misses those sweatpants
She misses how it felt when she did have them
Her favorite sweatpants she wore her whole life was gone forever
And there was nothing she could do to get it back
The damage is irreversible
Naveen Malhotra Oct 2020
Distance doesn't distance us
Cryptic silence does
Silence does communicate
When warmth is there
As in love affair, parental care
Silence shrouded in mystery
Leads to distrust
Smallest developments
On the periphery
Seen as a conspiracy
Each one is ready to explode a bomb
On other's head
Distance doesn't distance us
Cryptic silence does
Every relation to survive
Communication a must
Silence is seldom gold in personal relations.
Jasmine Reid Sep 2020
leave kisses on my neck,
i want to feel loved

leave bruises on my wrists,
i want to feel, loved

keep me still, in a perfect place,
i want to feel loved

i’d do anything to keep that smile on your
face
Words of confusion
Clearly stood
In the path of understanding
All
Like minded people
think alike
I think?
But nevermind
don't Blink*
or close
your Eyes
Can't sleep
Food for thought
But can't eat
Man I got Hunger
pangs
Or tell me is it
either pain
in my
Brain
Insane?
Might need a
Shrink
Or a drink
But like you
I don't drink
Alcohol
At all
Yeah, mostly
H²O
Bro
Or maybe Juice
Sometimes
But Oh!?
So there's

Grey Goøse
That's got
Me / slash / You
Feeling loose
Stuped
Mind in a
Loop ( pause )
Now was that?
Take 1
or Take 2
Snooze 💤
Just a feeling of
De'javu
True?
Says Who?
Me /slash / You
Clue?
Man,
I'm feel'n I've said
these lines
Before
Some-where?
Unsure
Unclear
Hmmm?
Or maybe
I'll just
L👀k
Over there
But won't stare
Ønly Be-ware
No Dare
For the Truth
And the glare
Is in the
Eyes
Like 3
I's
A third
I
And that's
Pertaining to
the meaning of
Yours and My
/ slash /
¿Mines
Like Minds?
Just mess'n around
with another cryptic
freestyle 🙃
Now if you like
riddles, I've placed 8
clues pertaining to 3
recent poems I've
written.
Can you guess which
ones they are? FYI
there are a lot of
other riddles in here
as well
And just to be clear,
I don't believe in the practice
of opening the so called 3rd eye or
pinealgland,
This is something I believe should
happen on its own when
pursuing absolute
Truth 🙂
Partially..
Staring through a glass Darkly

Hovering just beneath the surface
The bright side of Darkness

With one Eye open
one Eye closed

To let my Third Eye expose
The maze in the Darkness

To dispose of the nonsense
This side of the Argument

To Augment

Consciously aware of my Conscience Aware of the Heartbeat of the
Heartless

The sheer ignorance of the Cautious giving way to the thoughts of the
Thoughtless

Though some may think I'm Thoughtless
Maybe even Insane

So Unconsciously without a
Conscience I write this plan

Letting my brain waves build to
wield the Gauntlet

As my mindset thought process
Treads further into the Darkness

I'm Far stretched

Coming from a place of torment
Well spent in a place so dormant

My thought process Far fetched
Far from being the Norm

More like Morbid
Cosmic in Orbit
Alien to some

Alien to the ways of the Sun
More like Foreign

Closer to the ways of the Moon
Alien I'm shunned

Unsung with the words I sprung
Now Gifted

Sprung from the hands of the Grave being Uplifted

Now I'm dripping with the Essence
In Sentence

Which is the Eloquence of
Sequence

Been dipped in
SACRED BLOOD
Was in a very Dark place but now I see the Light!
I'm a rare One..


I am one of those drones who always
seem to fly underneath the " Radar "
In everything I do or attempt to do
I go undetected by the all-seeing Eye
of the critical masses
*ATTENTION!! This is a fair *WARNING!!
Tune me out at your own risk!
Cause I'm like a UFD
( An Unidentified Flying Disc )
Or.. more commonly known as.. a UFO
For U R..  Unaware
Nor.. can you see or hear me
Because I'm flying on dimensional air waves that are set and assembled near the Stairway to HEAVEN
Residing in the 5th 6th & the 7th Dimension
( Or somewhere in-Be-tween )
So Please!! Tell me?
What does your so called NFZ
( No Fly Zone ) even mean to someone as stealthy as ME x E ? ( My Ego times Eternity )
I hope no one gets the wrong idea about me after reading. When I wrote this I was in a place of searching and self-seclusion that was the state of mind I was in at the time. I don't know if it was a good or bad place. But I do believe that this was a projection of all of the emotions that I was feeling within the present moment of writing down my thoughts
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