#distortion poems on Hello Poetry

jonas Jan 2020

You chase your dreams
While I run far away from mine

I drag myself along by the neck to a state of delirium
Where all I can remember is the jolt from my subconscious if I start to slip into sleep
Dreams I cannot wake myself from lurk in the corners

Where foreign hands curse my skin again
And I scream myself raw.
Begging for help that never comes
Lost in the distortion of dreams.

January 30th, 2020

#nightmares #assault #distortion #of #dreams

Carlo C Gomez Jan 2020

Clarifications On Distortion

I've been sent to prism
For minor refractions
My days of frequent violets
Are now in the past
As the light in me
Is slowly emerging
Tomorrow I'll open my eyes
And find correction of vision
Mingled with distorted spectrum

When answers to puzzling questions lead only to more confusion.

#satire #puzzles #life #questions #clarity #distortion #confusion #pun #metaphor

Julian Alwyn Wilson Jul 2019

Second Day of Discourse

This is the second day of discourse
And I'm still feeling worn
My heart is torn, crying tears
That mirror melting paintings
And feet withering away
On paths they tread on

My eyes are closing
Only to dream of nightmares
And these words unspoken
Are all but ideas now

That have left their
Stations of innovation
Further to fade in my mind
And further to drift apart
From my creation.

This piece was written not necessarily as a 'part 2' to "Another Moment," but could be considered as such. It's a latter poem within the same vein that was conceived the same week "Another Moment" was written.

#seconddayofdiscourse #broken #disheveled #confusion #distortion #creation

LWZ Jun 2019

Static

Warm like the sunset.
Brisk as November.

I lie between your thighs with meaningful intent.
Orange and yellow phospherence fills my space after you have left.

Dense air fills the area.
Smoke infiltrates my lungs
inhaling the poison, I become addicted.

The aura grows demented.
Brown and yellow.
Orange and green.
The haze is to be seen as if in a childhood dream.

Something quite familiar,
but nothing like I've ever seen.

Distillation of my soul.
What has once been lost,
is now sure to be found.

Distortion of the mind dominates the spirit.
The heart inevitably beats pure, white, innocence.

I'll judge myself more frequently than anyone else.
Passion explicitly rests in the mind.
My desires are a gift to me.
The sun setting will always be free.

#paradox #sunset #soul #spirit #haze #distortion #passion #desire #aura #warm

Andrew Harris Jun 2019

the Phoenix experience

Not too long ago I knew
Things, people, family, future plans
Not too long ago
They grew...

Then, over the course of 4 years
Everything fell apart
Everything came unglued, undone,
Nothing fit together so smart(ly)

It took six month of pain, regret and confusion to...
Breathe
See colors once known
Look out
It’s time to get into my own zone

And now I am alive
I feel like I might thrive
I feel more me now, then I ever was
Before. Before all the fuzz

Distortion
Destruction
They actually gave birth

Every day isn’t easy
Far from everything perfect
But I feel things are flowing
I feel that my soul is growing
My choices flowing
My expectation growing

sometimes beauty does come from ashes, and though i am still covered in ash, the light is shining through

#phoenix #destruction #distortion #beauty

shamamama May 2019

The Distortion

Innocence saw the truth
The mind filtered it, and
Misery spoke it (to him)
He heard it
And sharp anger impaled it
Revealing the remaining
Fragments of Adulterated
Distorted Truth

Making sense of distortions and how unhealthy communication and stories whittle away truths, diverging towards a shallow muddy puddle of view.

#innocence #truth #misery #anger #distortion

Dominic Lees Apr 2019

c̟̞̮o͕̼̞̪ͅr̬̣̖̣̕ŗ͔̝̻̼u̪͎p̦͚͎̘͘t̷̜̖

Today was ok͝a̧̼y͎̮͟
so why do i f͉̲̰e̴̺e̸l̠̱̗̩̜͘ ̭like this
i didnt do anything w͕̭̼̱̤͍̣r̜ơ̩n͎̺̠̹̠̤̱g̶ so why
w̦̰͓͉̰̺h̯̬̥͓̭y͉̪ ͟d҉̟͖̱o̤ ̷ỳ̘ò̻͍̫͓u̼̪̖̕
͡w̹̫̣̘̘͟h̖̖͈̥̫̳̲y̱̮̯͚̠ ̖͠d͏͈͚͓̥̙͈o͇ ̧̟ị̯̰̬
̨̤̣̬ͅw͍͓h̩̝̭͙a̟̼͖̹̫̰t̵͇̫͔̻͚ ̳i̘s͏̖͎ͅ ̮̱͕̩ẃ̪̬̪r̴̠̠̯͈o͜n̦̖̰̩̫g̗̘̫͍̩̗̼̕ ̧̦͕̳͚͚̤ͅw̦̜̠͉͘i̭̜͘t̟h̞͎ ̳̣m̢̗̞̩͙̤͚e̯̕

.̸͖̦̼̤̝͖̣͓͝.͝҉͚͔̙̝̦̫̳͇̟̗̳̻̫͕̖.̸̗̳̯̻̻͉̣̩̕͢͜.̖̤̭͚͚̗͖̯͍̀͞.͏̙̥̳̮̻̝̱͍̻ͅ.̡͈̞̯̰̙̮͇͎́͜͝.͝͏͇̯̟̺̮̠ͅ.̷̛̪͎͔̤̥͇̻̪̖̦̥̩̖́͡.̶҉̨̻͚̮̗̰̪̱̫̼͈̦.̷̡̦̗͖̬͍͚͎͍̬̭͙̮͍͍͇̗̺͢͞ͅͅ.͉͈̺̠̬̳̳͔̞̱̖̩̭́̕.̬̤̤̘͍̪̰̖̞̯̦̥̝̭̤́͞͝͝ͅ.͠͝͏̨̩̟̘̦̣̟̻̯̪͚̹̘̳.͜͏͎͖̗̙̭̰̰̻͓̪̝̹̖̦͓̹.̛̯̮̫̫͙̳̞̝̝͔̝͙̯̪̜͓͢ͅ.̧҉̧̛͍͎͙̟̺̩̠̪͉̥͕͙̱͎̩̱͘.͓̮̫͇̜̮̬̼̟̜͔͘͜.͖͔̭̕͢͝͠͠ͅ.̸͖̦̼̤̝͖̣͓͝.͝҉͚͔̙̝̦̫̳͇̟̗̳̻̫͕̖.̸̗̳̯̻̻͉̣̩̕͢͜.̖̤̭͚͚̗͖̯͍̀͞.͏̙̥̳̮̻̝̱͍̻ͅ.̡͈̞̯̰̙̮͇͎́͜͝.͝͏͇̯̟̺̮̠ͅ.̷̛̪͎͔̤̥͇̻̪̖̦̥̩̖́͡.̶҉̨̻͚̮̗̰̪̱̫̼͈̦.̷̡̦̗͖̬͍͚͎͍̬̭͙̮͍͍͇̗̺͢͞ͅͅ.͉͈̺̠̬̳̳͔̞̱̖̩̭́̕.̬̤̤̘͍̪̰̖̞̯̦̥̝̭̤́͞͝͝ͅ.͠͝͏̨̩̟̘̦̣̟̻̯̪͚̹̘̳.͜͏͎͖̗̙̭̰̰̻͓̪̝̹̖̦͓̹.̛̯̮̫̫͙̳̞̝̝͔̝͙̯̪̜͓͢ͅ.̧҉̧̛͍͎͙̟̺̩̠̪͉̥͕͙̱͎̩̱͘.͓̮̫͇̜̮̬̼̟̜͔͘͜.͖͔̭̕͢͝͠͠ͅ.̸͖̦̼̤̝͖̣͓͝.͝҉͚͔̙̝̦̫̳͇̟̗̳̻̫͕̖.̸̗̳̯̻̻͉̣̩̕͢͜.̖̤̭͚͚̗͖̯͍̀͞.͏̙̥̳̮̻̝̱͍̻ͅ.̡͈̞̯̰̙̮͇͎́͜͝.͝͏͇̯̟̺̮̠ͅ.̷̛̪͎͔̤̥͇̻̪̖̦̥̩̖́͡.̶҉̨̻͚̮̗̰̪̱̫̼͈̦.̷̡̦̗͖̬͍͚͎͍̬̭͙̮͍͍͇̗̺͢͞ͅͅ.͉͈̺̠̬̳̳͔̞̱̖̩̭́̕.̬̤̤̘͍̪̰̖̞̯̦̥̝̭̤́͞͝͝ͅ.͠͝͏̨̩̟̘̦̣̟̻̯̪͚̹̘̳.͜͏͎͖̗̙̭̰̰̻͓̪̝̹̖̦͓̹.̛̯̮̫̫͙̳̞̝̝͔̝͙̯̪̜͓͢ͅ.̧҉̧̛͍͎͙̟̺̩̠̪͉̥͕͙̱͎̩̱͘.͓̮̫͇̜̮̬̼̟̜͔͘͜.͖͔̭̕͢͝͠͠ͅ
.̸͖̦̼̤̝͖̣͓͝.͝҉͚͔̙̝̦̫̳͇̟̗̳̻̫͕̖.̸̗̳̯̻̻͉̣̩̕͢͜.̖̤̭͚͚̗͖̯͍̀͞.͏̙̥̳̮̻̝̱͍̻ͅ.̡͈̞̯̰̙̮͇͎́͜͝.͝͏͇̯̟̺̮̠ͅ.̷̛̪͎͔̤̥͇̻̪̖̦̥̩̖́͡.̶҉̨̻͚̮̗̰̪̱̫̼͈̦.̷̡̦̗͖̬͍͚͎͍̬̭͙̮͍͍͇̗̺͢͞ͅͅ.͉͈̺̠̬̳̳͔̞̱̖̩̭́̕.̬̤̤̘͍̪̰̖̞̯̦̥̝̭̤́͞͝͝ͅ.͠͝͏̨̩̟̘̦̣̟̻̯̪͚̹̘̳.͜͏͎͖̗̙̭̰̰̻͓̪̝̹̖̦͓̹.̛̯̮̫̫͙̳̞̝̝͔̝͙̯̪̜͓͢ͅ.̧҉̧̛͍͎͙̟̺̩̠̪͉̥͕͙̱͎̩̱͘.͓̮̫͇̜̮̬̼̟̜͔͘͜.͖͔̭̕͢͝͠͠ͅ.̸͖̦̼̤̝͖̣͓͝.͝҉͚͔̙̝̦̫̳͇̟̗̳̻̫͕̖.̸̗̳̯̻̻͉̣̩̕͢͜.̖̤̭͚͚̗͖̯͍̀͞.͏̙̥̳̮̻̝̱͍̻ͅ.̡͈̞̯̰̙̮͇͎́͜͝.͝͏͇̯̟̺̮̠ͅ.̷̛̪͎͔̤̥͇̻̪̖̦̥̩̖́͡.̶҉̨̻͚̮̗̰̪̱̫̼͈̦.̷̡̦̗͖̬͍͚͎͍̬̭͙̮͍͍͇̗̺͢͞ͅͅ.͉͈̺̠̬̳̳͔̞̱̖̩̭́̕.̬̤̤̘͍̪̰̖̞̯̦̥̝̭̤́͞͝͝ͅ.͠͝͏̨̩̟̘̦̣̟̻̯̪͚̹̘̳.͜͏͎͖̗̙̭̰̰̻͓̪̝̹̖̦͓̹.̛̯̮̫̫͙̳̞̝̝͔̝͙̯̪̜͓͢ͅ.̧҉̧̛͍͎͙̟̺̩̠̪͉̥͕͙̱͎̩̱͘.͓̮̫͇̜̮̬̼̟̜͔͘͜.͖͔̭̕͢͝͠͠ͅ.̸͖̦̼̤̝͖̣͓͝.͝҉͚͔̙̝̦̫̳͇̟̗̳̻̫͕̖.̸̗̳̯̻̻͉̣̩̕͢͜.̖̤̭͚͚̗͖̯͍̀͞.͏̙̥̳̮̻̝̱͍̻ͅ.̡͈̞̯̰̙̮͇͎́͜͝.͝͏͇̯̟̺̮̠ͅ.̷̛̪͎͔̤̥͇̻̪̖̦̥̩̖́͡.̶҉̨̻͚̮̗̰̪̱̫
.̸͖̦̼̤̝͖̣͓͝.͝҉͚͔̙̝̦̫̳͇̟̗̳̻̫͕̖.̸̗̳̯̻̻͉̣̩̕͢͜.̖̤̭͚͚̗͖̯͍̀͞.͏̙̥̳̮̻̝̱͍̻ͅ.̡͈̞̯̰̙̮͇͎́͜͝.͝͏͇̯̟̺̮̠ͅ.̷̛̪͎͔̤̥͇̻̪̖̦̥̩̖́͡.̶҉̨̻͚̮̗̰̪̱̫̼͈̦.̷̡̦̗͖̬͍͚͎͍̬̭͙̮͍͍͇̗̺͢͞ͅͅ.͉͈̺̠̬̳̳͔̞̱̖́̕
.̸͖̦̼̤̝͖̣͓͝.͝҉͚͔̙̝̦̫̳͇̟̗̳̻̫͕̖.̸̗̳̯̻̻͉̣̩̕͢͜.̖̤̭͚͚̗͖̯͍̀͞.͏̙̥̳̮̻̝̱͍̻ͅ.̡͈̞̯̰̙̮͇͎́͜͝.͝͏͇̯̟̺̮̠ͅ.̷̛̪͎͔̤̥͇̻̪̖̦̥̩̖́͡.̶҉̨̻͚̮̗̰̪̱̫̼͈̦.̷̡̦̗͖̬͍͚͎͍̬̭͙̮͍͍͇̗̺͢͞ͅͅ.͉͈̺̠̬̳̳͔̞̱̖̩̭́̕.̬̤̤̘͍̪̰̖̞̯̦̥̝̭̤́͞͝͝ͅ.͠͝͏̨̩̟̘̦̣̟̻̯̪͚̹̘̳.͜͏͎͖̗̙̭̰̰̻͓̪̝̹̖̦͓̹.̛̯̮̫̫͙̳̞̝̝͔̝͙̯̪̜͓͢ͅ.̧҉̧̛͍͎͙̟̺̩̠̪͉̥͕͙̱͎̩̱͘.͓̮̫͇̜̮̬̼̟̜͔͘͜.͖͔̭̕͢͝͠͠ͅ

I̵͏̻̘͔̭͖͈͎̝̮̹̠͙̮̟͔̯̞̀̕ͅ ̶̡̛͕͇̪̦̞͔͉̭̝̭̪͇̜̯a̡̖͖͎̤̺̼̥̯͎̺̱͈͟͡m̷̶̧͍̥̳͙͇̩͇̳̪̘͉̞̯͇̱͕̲̕ͅͅ ̕҉̧̙̳͙͍͓̯͉̠̦s̝̬͙͈͔̪͕͚͎͚̥̯͔̳͓̣̟̩̦͘͢ì̸̭͚̰͖͉͎̙͞ͅͅǹ̴̮̺͈̘͚̪̻̞̣͕̪̥͓̱͓͟k̸̵̤̣̪̯̞͢͟͝i̢̬͚̭̺͚̯͕͕̮͖͘͘͟ņ̸͍͎̬̮͖̦̺̖̺̣̼͈̼̀͜͝g̢̢̘̗̗̖̭̟͚̭͓̮͔

corruption

#corruption #depression #anxiety #mentalhealth #feelings #distortion

Muhammad Usama Apr 2019

A Dread

Distorted midday dreams
Deepest unwelcome fears
Uttering thunderous screams
With inglorious tears

A warm but scentless gaze
Limited by these walls
Lies fixed on you these days
While a dread in me crawls

#nightmare #distortion #fears #horror #love #despair #stare #dread #tears #scream