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Johnson Oyeniran Sep 2020
-Under the iceberg.

There is something I must get off my chest,
A few nights ago, I browsed the deep web.

Curiosity got the best of me,
I had to do it or Id go crazy.

I saw many things I can not unsee,
Endless horrors still living in my pysche.

I couldve stopped anytime, actually,
But instead, I chose to stay glued to my pc.

Now, even though I witnessed obscene ****,
I dont regret what I did, not one bit.
Void Aug 2020
What if it were all down to a moment
What thoughts would remind you of me?
Would it be my talent?
Would it be love?
Would it be pain?
Childhood?
Regrets?
Mistakes?
Romance?

I've always been so invisible, I wonder what others cherish in me
The words left unspoken
The stories untold
I wish I could know what thoughts would provoke
M E Ronan Aug 2020
My weight in walnuts,
cracked open by the use of tools,
with adult digits too,
unlike in the past,
they keep rolling, weighing and discovered,
by curiosity, by wisdom,
no syllables without a match,
sentences make a book,
needle ***** when changing colours,
burn with over boiling,
wrong answer with equation,
exhilarating acceleration,
no need to quit or anger,
this is how it is,
your weight in walnuts.
Alicia Moore Aug 2020
The killer inside is curiosity;
past secrets kept hidden by
carrying out a procedure
decried by the own mind.

The killer inside is curiosity;
one digs to find the truth,
but only joins such secrets
six feet under rubble and twigs.

The killer inside is curiosity;
do not paw at the depths,
withdraw immediately—
For curiosity killed the cat,
and many beings after that.
Serena Aug 2020
pulls them in like little boys and girls
lost in the woods, in the safe embrace
Of a candy cottage
Zywa Aug 2020
As a child, I didn't

look for gnomes in the forest –


I looked at the moss.
“Een kind in de tuin” (“A child in the garden”, 1957, Jan Emmens)

Collection "Here &Now&"
Zywa Jul 2020
One scream and a flock

of seagulls flies in, squawking –


what news there might be.
Collection "Blown sand"
Void Jul 2020
If I can't afford
The treatment

Do I really deserve
To get better?
Axel Jul 2020
They say that I've fallen
but I didn't know
what I have fallen into or for
until I see him and her
caressing each other
while I'm holding the tune
to my curiosity
and that is how I know I've fallen
for him and not for her
because when he's looking into me,
when he's strumming
my favourite melody,
I know we were made to be together.
Bernnard AF Jun 2020
****, I used to feel safe flying free beneath the blue sky,
Now it feels like I'm in a cage and I still don't know why.
Is it fear?
Or just an unanswered questions,
Is it near?
What happened to the past Generations.

What's out there for me?
Tell me what you see.
Why is everything a lesson?
Why should I pray when you know the ending?

You said I'll be fine,
I've been running but I can't find the finish line.
Yes you lie
You kept me in circles, left my messages unreplied.
I cried, tears ran down the field of my face.
When you left without no trace....
Am lost under the blue sky
Questions cloud the stage of my mind
Rhetoric, I can't give an answer.
You traded my heart over the heart bank counter.
I will run
As my heart still drums,
Like my heart need saving when we are in motion.
I will fight to save the next generation.
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