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Dream Fisher Apr 2018
I have this bass in my skull
So now all my thoughts are pounding
But come out with an emotion that's dull
They want me to speak a little more serious
I laugh off the world's issues because if not I'd be furious
Everybody believing everything they read
Knowing no one's really reading because very few believe in me
Rather splatter the internet with a rumor or scheme
Then trust that they're soaking your carrots in chlorine
I mean,  what if you took the time to research and truly decide?
I'm not a god or a prophet, sir, I'm just along for the ride
As you drive into the unknown,  you follow that front wheel
But what if your bike has a mind of its own?

They've got us distracted off on a less than beaten path
With another sweep to knock you off your feet
Left to be eaten by Chuckle Teeth.
They smell fresh meat quicker than Jaws
Then you're stuck in a loop in some fictitious claws.
"But look at the validity and all of these facts"
If you found it that easy, they planted the evidence for just that
And nobody's listening just fighting their case
While I stand on the sideline and awkwardly pace
Poetic T Apr 2018
Tempo of rhyme that has a distinct
             taste of perpetual numbness.
Where the rhythm of our moments
 counted down in  numeric breathes.

Antiquated concepts as in the fluidic
                         verses of where we are,
                                      Where we were,
                              and our culmination.
Momentary between noise and silence.

We are all constructs of visible passing,
within all are finite chimes
                     in the existence in eternity.
The chimes of passing never really ring,
        But shatter within, ending our time.
Nayana Nair Apr 2018
There is a thought

that holds my hands

sometimes to save me from drowning,

sometimes to drag me down.

The thought that

all you say

and all I say

will be part of all the noise

that this world has already lost.

This world that had witnessed us together

will soon forget us.

And we won’t feel a thing a that time,

however we may dread that day right now.
Forgotten Pages Mar 2018
When I needed words, he gave me silence
When I needed quiet, he gave me noise
Yet I have come to rely on his steadfast presence
His chaos - the only grounding force in my life
Haylin Mar 2018
Would it be nice if people would shut up
There would be a lot less noise pollution
If people would shut up
We could work

But no
You think your life is more important
And want the world to hear you
Just shut up
Some people just want some peace and quiet
I want some peace and quiet

Just learn to shut up
Be quiet
And keep your mouth shut

Oh, and as I said
Learn to SHUT UP!!!
I made this out of thought of my school
Lady Grey Mar 2018
“He”Martiny “Wemom lowble”like filookre,w thyoure doors,
inat wthehat i cadidn’tn dwe?”o” ravoice”in”

Layers on layers of sound

Blending together

How can anyone concentrate

In this

Noise

I can’t even hear myself think

The music in my head is stuttering

Snippets of intelligible

Words

Mixed with other

Conversations

I can’t even

Hear myself

How do they

Do this

?

I

Can’t
Hey mom look what I can do
Martin lower your voice
We blew the doors, didn’t we?
Like fire, in the rain
Diána Bósa Mar 2018
i am no music
but noise for these ears of yours
may have some quiet
Tom Mar 2018
sat on the periphery
but i can hear you clear

eating up the words
you force through my ear
a quiet space can be hard to find
Wicked Mar 2018
I twitch
I shout
Without thinking
I move
I make noise

I don’t have any control

I ****
I yelp
Without thinking
I flick
I whimper

I never had control

I jump
I yell
Without thinking
I twist
I scream

I’ll never have control
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