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Michael Feb 19
Statues shining ever bright
over walkways glowing white,
with souls that walked into the light,
bound there in forever night.
Statues show their daunted gaze
and keep their eyes 'this haunted I'm led,
towards the distance, passed the graves
to the House of Red.

Shadows follow as I walk,
and I feel their hands behind me.
I pray these demons that I talk
should never come to find me.
Though, when they do I'd pray be dead
that I may not know when;
for through the gates of this House of Red
I know I'll come again.

Footsteps follow towards me
from the House of Red,
as footsteps go on from me
to the doorstep where I'm led.
Following I wonder,
Am I already dead?
Perhaps I'm resting underneath
this unhallowed House of Red.

Statues keep their eyes on me
as I walk up to the door.
There's fainted laughter echoing
from those that laugh no more.
This house is empty I can see
and it feels my soul with dread,
as I open up the door to be
inside the House of Red.

But lost inside I wonder,
What'd I leave behind?
It can't be that important
if it's no longer on my mind.
Perhaps I could've gone
another way instead.
Either way I'd come again
into this House of Red.
A man lurks in the shadows,
Runs towards hope.
The night sings eerily.
This is a very sincere attempt by me at haiku.
Vanessa Dec 2020
Gushing fields drown all worries,
With only the driftwood of tree branches to consume me

To run on waters so vivid, scintillate,
Surrounded, cherished by the depts
Of fleas and an eerie fortress of trees
They might capture whatever feeling of freedom
Remain in my feet

Lying on a poem of grass and glass shards,
My back melded to the earth,
And my gaze absorbed in ethereal blue
Let the living things feel my skin, my hair, my touch,
The leftovers of my existence

Might I let myself race
With the flight and flocks of beings
Losing, tripping in a whirlwind of sunlight,
Bright beam of joy and fear of hills

Why this adrenaline in me?
Why this rush of floods,
Of pain in my hips and smile,
But never a tear of numbness?
I can only feel
As I always will
Lost words of a spring day
Jamil Akram Oct 2020
The darkness awakens you,

Your thoughts fall apart like dry glue.

All you want is to be okay,

But you accept you may never see that day.

One foot in front of the other,

Open your eyes, it's no bother.

All you want is to be okay,

But you accept you may never see that day.

Draw back your curtain,

Life will be good, I'm certain.

All you want is to be okay,

But you accept you may never see that day

You drag yourself downstairs,

There have been no answer to your prayers.

All you want is to be okay,

But you may never see that day.
Jamil Akram Oct 2020
It's dark inside,

the rooms ravaged and the floors frayed,

not a soul would step foot.

Step back onto the grass that's dried,

and you wonder where's the aid,

but there's nothing to input.

You walk back to resume your route,

a body breezes past,

they open the door with no doubt,

you look back, it's you.
Merlie T Oct 2020
I return to a bed not slept in
As I have five nights or more
The streets
I wander
After dark
Gliding through the lights of street lamps
Ever so near and far
The ghost of slumber taunt me
out to the dangerous, evening world
But safer I am here, in the darkness
than locked up tight
with nothing more to fear
than my own reflection and mind
Elena Mustafa Sep 2020
As i swing
On my swing set
In the night
Before bed
I see a white fog
Come from our forest
The fog then rolls in to
A shape of a lab dog
The dog that was long
Dead for years
Ash Aug 2020
Rising to the heavens

The sacred stones, holding

the people of feathers,

hovering on the gen-

-tle wind, a streak of bright

color against the sky

Hear their lamenting song,

hear the whistle up on high

Quiet in their city

of golden lights, a dance

atop the midnight clouds,

watching the smoke rise un-

-to the stars, a shroud of

grey upon the airspace

Feel the chill of the night,

Feel the pain of death's embrace
hope y'all like this
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
Or tell me is it
either pain
in my
Might need a
Or a drink
But like you
I don't drink
At all
Yeah, mostly
Or maybe Juice
But Oh!?
So there's

Grey Goøse
That's got
Me / slash / You
Feeling loose
Mind in a
Loop ( pause )
Now was that?
Take 1
or Take 2
Snooze 💤
Just a feeling of
Says Who?
Me /slash / You
I'm feel'n I've said
these lines
Or maybe
I'll just
Over there
But won't stare
Ønly Be-ware
No Dare
For the Truth
And the glare
Is in the
Like 3
A third
And that's
Pertaining to
the meaning of
Yours and My
/ slash /
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
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
This is something I believe should
happen on its own when
pursuing absolute
Truth 🙂
Aŧül Jun 2020
People are dropping dead.

People are dropping dead,
Not many in my town
But in big cities,
They are dying en masse
And the silence is scaring me.

Yet again.

Yet again,
I can hear my own blood
Gushing through my ears,
Silly me, I am scared,
More for my loved ones,
And less for myself.

Will we?

Will we all die soon?
Or shall I survive this?
I hope that if my loved ones die,
I do too.
Because I'm afraid of loneliness,
I have a serious kind of autophobia.


Humanity can't go extinct!
Humanity won't go extinct.
It will soon be alright.
Just wait and watch,
How Vishnu takes care of us,
How Shiva takes out the evil,
How the world will turn for good.
My HP Poem #1861
©Atul Kaushal
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