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bucketb0t Nov 2024
Honoring Buckethead Halloween
romaniac bucketb0t love

De la asta am plecat,
De aceea am continuat
Fără sa am vreo așteptare
De faptul ca am fost invitat,
De unde doar am menționat

Jason and Nick, Faustian Echoes dialogues my thoughts in regards to ours, lips my feelings.

"They lie outside the boundaries that words can address; and man can only grasp those thoughts which language can express."

In eggphrastic way, I end and say
The sun gets its own shadow under Buckethead's light.
My poem to I Hate Music podcast after inviting me to talk about my muse Buckethead, hosted by Agalloch's Jason Walton and Nick Wusz. Link:
https://youtu.be/g6N0hqpwDkc?si=91Uqoo3eQXLTfc-T
Laura Nov 2024
Can you hear the sound of nothing?
Floating over your spine,creeping
It hovers like love
Sings in the sky like a dove

Does nothing fulfill your desires?
Is just the promise enough?
A covenant of screeching tires
And flowers shatteringly though

Will you let me wrap you in it up?
Our bodies hid under the forest floor
Our stomachs filled with death cup
We died without a single sore

Because we'd rather wilt
Than keep our union split
In the fault of knuckles thigtening on the hilt
They,who force their threats to hit



But I want You to know that i would rather die than live without your kiss!
Roxy Oct 2024
Maybe I like putting things on fire.
Maybe that's the way I am.
Maybe I've always been a liar
saying I don't give a ****.
Maybe your eyes are my torment,
maybe I can't commit.
Maybe my mind is a storm, and
maybe it can't be fixed...
Eve Nov 2024
I stand amidst chaos, lost in the haze,
Reaching for you, but your gaze never strays.
The one I once sought, my refuge, my guide,
Is no longer waiting where hope used to reside.

You, my constant in a world so unkind,
Now absent, like others who’ve left me behind.
Perhaps you've surrendered, as they all have too,
Given up on the soul you once held true.

So now, I'll play the role they’ve designed,
Proving them right with the scars in my mind.

No, I haven't abandoned the fight within me,
I’ve merely become what they forced me to be:
Friendless, loveless, and cold as the stone,
A shadow that lingers, lifeless, alone.

-fir.m
This is an old poem from 2018 that i decided to revamp.
At Nov 2024
Here i am ready to see
all the things you try to hide from me.
So when the time comes and you ask for me,
remember I already see all the things you hide from me.
And when you finally see what I can see, you will seize to be,
this two-faced man you tried  so hard to hide from me.
Roxy Nov 2024
When You read through the lines,
And wipe off all the magic,
You will know -

just like life,
Love's supposed to be tragic.
- to my dear someone
Adriana Nov 2024
Match my ire dear liar
Preach of a demise so dire
Grieve my soul's innate desire
Speak of kindness, light the fire

Birthed sick since first cries
Turn the fury to the skies
Poison embedded through lullabies
Born to feed you with my cries
Dakota J Dawson Nov 2024
Onward my hate
Though loved
Can’t I be

I loathe it
Despise
Glowing eyes

Warmth fading
Unto a cleric
Uncertainty
Fun …
Micko Nov 2024
How can you hate a  Poet?
How can you hate a person who  freely pours, his/her fantasy imaginations and art to the world?
How can you hate such a pure and honest soul?
The new dawn 222.

Micko
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