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Naveen Malhotra Oct 2020
He was dangerous
He lived in his lair
He pounced upon
Who dared
He made lives miserable
Factious, fractious
Animal of concrete jungle
He was dangerous
He thought
No one could dare
Enter his lair
One day my dog
Fetched him out
He was brought
On the ledge
From a height
He was dropped
Like a hat on the head
Fractured his two legs
He forgot the lair he lived
Once for all
He disappeared
Beware of dogs!
japheth Nov 2019
dam
i think
the dam was already broken
when you arrived.

i think it was waiting for someone to fix it
but all it received was band aids and glu tac and never a good repair.

didn’t you see the sign
before you enter?

“broken dam, don’t enter.”

so please.
when i say

“i’m broken. ****. don’t enter.”

don’t.
DIPTI DHAKUL Nov 2019
I know all
the Shortcuts
And You Know
all the Routes.

But this
LANGUAGE
doesn’t open
until you
COMMAND it.

So I thought
getting lost in your
LANGUAGE will
Ctrl+O doors
of feelings.

And I will
RETURN when you
SHIFT your OPTION

To
ENTER, as my ENTER key is always
waiting for you to ENTER.
© Feelings Coated
DIPTI DHAKUL Jul 2019
Unless
Someone
DELETE(s) it
no one ENTER(s)it.

©Feelings Coated
ENTER(s) it = HEAL(s) it
Nat Lipstadt Nov 2014
When I enter,
the black holes of myself,
they are located,
transcribed upon the
blackboards of our
unified bodies,
the magnification of energy
transversed,
principles demonstrated
by the unconcluding
conclusion of the expansion of
creation,
the rebirthing of one universe
never ending

When I enter a woman,
the discovery sought,
the definitional needed,
the proofs equational,
the factors constant,
not the variable
truths,
the demonstrations positive,
the constants of the universe,
combinational, all within,
a single point glistening

to gentle comfort this
knowledge of my wasting,
the foresight of my limitations
from the day of birth
my matter,
matters,
my energy
neither destroyed or created,
illimitable,
my decline inevitable

and yet

cannot alter my atomic structure.
my future guaranteed,
my inner light,
traveling so fast,

it has yet

to arrive

When I enter a woman,
the laws of physics
become special theories
of relativity,
we are motion in time,
force and energy
nucleotides rawest refined,
elemental and particle nuclear,
packets of light
exclaimed

When I enter a woman,
organic, chemistry,
interdisciplinary
my body and its life force
shaped as
electric current transceivers
crossing galaxies,
there can be no deceivers,
there but and only
the birthing of heat,
a byproduct of
interjection, conjunction

she is my proof
long after the
log normal of my nerves,
now parceled to the
invisible of an oscillating
log natural,
fertilizes the sea grasses
that so intoxicate,
flying, carried,
by the invisiblity of the winds,
all-where I have chosen
as my shifting shape,
when this container
leaks and crack'd,
rentery orbit,
the nearest garbage strewn
construction-dead
lot

When I enter a woman,
physics far beyond
the commonplace,
physical transition
to knowledge
of life ever after

death and fear are
time sensitized
passing notions,
crushed by the
consolation of physics,
the eternality
of a time
once begun,
cannot end,
and therefore
this,
my one theory of everything,
is the God
I worship
The phrase "the consolation of physics" was taken from a novel,
City of Thieves by David Benioff. The other nonsense is all my fault.
11/23/14 8:30am

for my blonde Big Bang theorist
ryn Nov 2018
And I’ll show you
fantastical things.

Come into my head.

Know my wants
and desires.
Witness the height
and raging fires.
Wyatt Oct 2018
It's so nice how you
can read my mind so well,
you pick at it and loiter around
without any sense of direction.
I see that look in your eyes,
could you spare me your pity?
I get how you're frustrated
but don't get frustrated with me
when I say I feel the same way.
Sometimes life feels like death,
so don't get mad at me
when I feel like death could be
a needed change of pace.
Sometimes I make no sense,
I just say whatever.

Enter into the wormhole
just for something different.
Doesn't matter where you take me,
just guarantee me a different mood.

It's great how you say
you can read my mind so well
yet you can't come up with
an answer of how to solve my
many complicated problems.
Cry me a river 'cause
everything tastes bitter
when prefaced with this
sense of misplaced potential.
Not everybody's a winner,
not all the losers get
a chance at redemption.
That same old saying convinces me
that nobody's a believer anymore.
Here's to mediocrity, cheers.
Here's to self-loathing and goodnight.

Enter into the wormhole
just for something different.
Doesn't matter where you take me,
just guarantee me a different mood.
Enter into the wormhole
just for something else to do.
Doesn't matter what you do to me,
just give me a moment void of truth.

A crutch would sound better
if you gave it a prettier name.
An animal's easier to approach
once it's been domesticated.
A crutch would sound better
if you gave it a prettier name.
A gun's no longer dangerous as
long as it's far enough this time.
A crutch would sound better
if you gave it a prettier name.
I'll enter into the wormhole.

Enter into the wormhole
just for something different.
Doesn't matter where you take me,
just guarantee me a different mood.
Enter into the wormhole
just for something else to do.
Doesn't matter what you do to me,
just give me a moment void of truth.
Enter into the wormhole
if it means a moment away from here.
I can't stand it anymore, so gladly
I'll step into another universe,
please excuse me.
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