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Dez Mar 2020
Words words words
All I have is words
they flow
and go
to no one knows where
Oh how I fear
Oh how I tremble
Then of a sudden
a new sensation does **** in
Maybe love
Maybe just the thought of a dove
It is troubling to be in a state of flux
Where you are lost, it truly *****!
Lost in a world of words
And endless imagination
Have you been in such a state
Passion does over come
Have you been called dumb?
But for what
For stuttering over words like “but”
Twisted in mind
I see many kinds
I insert them in wrong places
And take others out when they are right on the pages
What, you do ask, am I describing?
Or have you already considered me disturbing
For you can not track the motion of this rhyming?      
Well if I can let me explain what you’ve read
You’ve
just
been
inside
my head.

Now tell me where this has lead?
Didn't really know where this one would lead just started writing and five minutes go by and this is what I am reading.
ooh! the faith was stood
against every worst

God has its word
all technology had given up

all apparatuses became as a decorate
the media has no word

the arts had been from an ancient
football becomes an old fashion

sports lost their luster
the world has one order


their play became boring
and it is gone so farthest

it may not be returned
the only art is the *******

the white becomes a new color
the faith will grow so fast

the films will tell a word
the art will draw a portrait

tell the oldest and hated word
that they want to hide it

they tried to **** believe
believe leads to live
with happy and give
the others the funny

God is not presented
but the fact has appeared

untie your feeling
and ask your God from deepest

worship and be honest
all **** sites became the preachers

the naked at the end gets clothes
they all talked one word
save us our God

there was injustice
governed the land
he believes that he was the god

he believed that he deserved
to govern all world
when a prophet appeared

he argued him a lot
the prophet told that his God
could get the life and the death

the king said," I could do
more than your God could do
I could judge that to be killed

so I got him dead
and the other to be lived
and so I get him safe from the death

the prophet told him with shortage,"
my God gets the sun from the east
could you get it from the west"

the king got in troubles
the problems and worst riddles were faced
their mouthes were widely opened

the only and only the matter to be solved
is killing that awful
as he damaged the others Gods

and put the ax at the shoulder of the biggest
they came and asked
, "who could argue to destroy our gods"

one of them answered, ' he is that youth
who refused to worship them
he must be punished"

when they asked
he answered so clearest,
brightness as the sun of August

the big god's statue did
they looked with amazement
they said in one word,"
that he could not do that

he could not be jealous
the facts he could not do that"
he attacked them as a fighter

carrying strong armies
," how do you worship them
as they had no harmful or useful

how do you worship who you make"
they got astonished
times and times

the king got angry
as if he could overlap their gods
he would destroy his godhead so nearly

they made a great hole
gathering every wood from all parts
putting it and burned

the tongues of fire were so hight
so the birds were flying over it
could fell into it

from the heat of it
he would be thrown at the first moment

they made a great catapult
they put him at it
and threw at the heart

of the fire which worshipped its God
and believed in its godhead
it waited for the orders

the great angel came
his face filled with fear
fearing of fire to burn the only truth

walking over that land
,'' do you need any help"
the angel asked

the prophet answered,"
from you, that is no demand
and I thank you from my heart

from my God, he knows what I face
and he will save any hurts"
the fire was ordered,"

to be safe on that closest
prophet
the people waited a lot

the prophet got saved
the fire burned its ties
he was saved as well as his clothes

the only truth is the God
say it at times
save us, us

dear highness
dear truth
my God
we must be faith and we ll need only our God. not that media, no ****, no films, and matches. the only way is praying to our God
MisfitOfSociety Mar 2020
Drowning in every cup of water,
Eaten alive by every human flower.
Sprayed by the punctured capillaries of a sickened mother.

The beating ocean,
The circulatory system.
Her veins filled with poison.
Breathing through the holes in her lungs,
Stored in her dissipating muscles.

The skyscrapers stand as gravestones on her head.
Beneath the soil, her children are all dead.
Amanda Kay Burke Mar 2020
Haunted by memories
Of you in my head
Ghosts of all the would-haves
Composed of words better left unsaid
The could haves and shouldn'ts haunt this lonely head of mine
unnamed Mar 2020
A blinking cursor,
Is waterboarding to a poet.
Lines underlined in red,
Blooded rivers,
Among our heads.
Blank paper.
Lined and-
College ruled.
72 sheets,
And still,
blank.
Still,
Blinking.
Still,
Nothing.
kinda tired with blank pages, on google docs, and all my empty journals
Peyton L Feb 2020
My words are a guillotine
and you willfully put your head
underneath it.
I know ******* you.
It'd be so easy.
A simple word here
a phrase there
and I'd destroy you.
Leave you doubting yourself
doubting me
and feeling guilty for it.

My hands touch you
make you plead for more.
I want to freeze sometimes
to just stop.
Maybe even to leave.
I want to leave your wondering
what you did wrong.
I want to break your heart.
Because this is what I do.
I leave things, people,
in pieces.

Only once in a blue moon
do I wish to destroy
to break
to shatter.

Sometimes,
it's not you I want to hurt
it's me.
I want to destroy myself
from the inside out.
That includes hurting you
beyond repair.
If I make you hate me
I'll have no reason not to hate myself.

You know when you're holding
something precious
like life in your hands
say
a frog
and you have the fleeting thought
to crush it between your fingers?
That's what it feels like.

That's what this feelng is,
isn't it?
Just a small thing
destined to go away.
I don't realy
wholeheartedly want to hurt you
or anyone or anything
really
I don't.

I just want to know
what you'd say
what you'd do
if I could ever make you cry
If I could completely break you.

Part of me
knows how wrong this is
how I shouldn't be wonderng about this
that wanting to **** something
or destroy it's spirit or heart
probably makes me a sociopath
but I'm not sure if I care.

I want to be compared
to a black hole.
I want to make everyone hate me
see how ugly I really am.

I want you to wish you'd never met me.

Self-destruction is a terrible thing,
isn't it?
When you've got nothing left
and you're all on your own
you have no means to go on.

I wish I didn't have you by my side,
but then again,
I never want you to leave.

I wish to God I could be taken
from this earth
but I want to stay with you forever.

Baby tell me
I'm okay.
That I'm not insane.
That you'll love me no matter what.
Because I'm scared of what I'm capable of.

I'm scared of hurting you
purposely or otherwise.

This guillotine
doesn't want your head
to be there.
It wishes you would move,
save yourself.
Pull away.

But you don't.
You stay in the blades path.
And as it goes down
so does my heart.

I wasn't created to destroy.
I wrote this in my creative writing class a little less than two years ago, and ever since I've been wondering what the hell my thought process was. Even though it's not about me, it's a concept piece, I'm still in love with it.
Apple juice Feb 2020
No matter the heat of boiling blood I have for you,
There's this look we give at truth.
See when you look at me
sand paper scuffs alongside my Memory.
A blank slate of just aesthetically pleasing  that just…
fades away.
Staring at every trace of feature upon your obdurate disguise as well as into your eyes,
we still both smile
We both know we’re supposed to be on fire
so why are we smiling?
My heart awakening and
yours contemplating
I look at you and gain some like tranquility.
Just Floats away like it’s all going to be okay.
All in the matter of seconds
And then we’re mad again
Despite what just happened.
You’re a habit that’s impossible to break, so let’s make it a strength
drop the waste and come take a taste
of the best mistake you’ll ever make
Like banging two stones together the  stubbornness lays within his eyes his name his face someone I couldn’t dare to 'love' but love finds it way and we can’t change the way we feel ..no matter how hard we try...
Vallery Feb 2020
the constant ticking in my head is painful
all i can think about is the
tick tick tick
echoing in my brain
the sound bouncing off my skull
it hurts
im sad
im anxious
tick tick tick
almost like a finger impatiently tapping
like someone is impatiently waiting for me to die
so the ticking will stop
so the ticking will cease
and I won't hurt
i won't be sad
i won't be anxious
i won't be imprisoned by the demons
or the
tick tick tick
i need a solace from the torture
a solace from the pain
from my heartbeat
from my life
i can't take the
tick tick tick
a gun
a pill
a rope
an antidote to life
an antidote to the chains
an antidote to the infuriating
tick tick tick
that goes on inside my head
pull the trigger
swallow the pill
tie the rope
end my pain
end my sorrow
end my life
anything to end the
tick tick tick
anything to end the feeling of
tick tick tick
tick
tick
tick
click
click
click
silence
Asominate Feb 2020
Master, you're put in charge
As your servant, I have put you first
I live to please you
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