#obscure poems on Hello Poetry

Mark Wanless Mar 6

obscure and abstract
memories of love so soft
i just walk to you

#haiku #obscure #walk #you

Jeremy Betts Feb 2018

All I know is monsters
All I see is a cold world that gets darker as the *** stir's
The future blurs to a point its so obscure it's not yours
Can't seem to stop words from causing me to go backwards
Maybe I need to go back and relearn like toddlers in diapers
There's no cures
All the fibers of my being are withering away like dead flowers
Retreating like cowards
The more I try the worse I fail, a living hell, crunch the numbers
I've done the math, a chalk board full of blunders
Nightmares occurring with my eyes wide shut
It's more then a rut
A candidate to win? Nope, I have a losing ballot
No safety blanket and no bright colors on my pallet
Hollow and cryptic
Revisit the past like I'm stuck to it with a rivet
This isn't just unfortunate it's inadequate
Chew off my arm to be free or just cannibalistic
Can I even resist it?
This dark army that I have enlisted
For to long happy never even existed
And you wonder why I tend go ballistic...
Man, fu¢k this $hit!

©2018

#monsters #cold #obscure #future #cowards #hell #blunders #nightmares #hollow #cryptic

Carlo C Gomez Nov 2022

The Whipgraft Delusion

I see you looking back at me,
but I have no memory of you,
no name or event to link us
as kindred soul.

There's a sun playing
expressionless games
about to fall from the shelf,
my feet may burn, but never my heart.

My mirror is a broken window,
the broken window, a city,
and a man and woman
are crossing into it,
—crossing my mind,
fused together.

Their laughter like
claps of thunder,
bursting forth in a sky
devoid of any signs of me...

#mirror #reflection #stranger #phenomenon #reality #obscure #sorrows

Mark Wanless Jan 2022

the call 22/1/20c

differentiate between
   the obscure of time
and the real now
   falling forward

no place is here true
   but a piece of what
can be is whatever

i smile and drift
   my mind and this
is but a short poem

#obscure #time #place #piece #mind #poem

Lavender Menace Feb 2021

Purple Fingertips

If passion was injectable would you stay in this purple stuck cavern without saints or pain, left alone with only feeling together you and I, and as apache tears fall and cut my knees, will you take my hands and let me taint your skin with golden spikes? To run away with blinded lovers and gouged out eyes, will you silently yell my pure white lies like a pope to his god?
Don't be afraid, I won't let you leave. Not until i die in every breath you breathe
After all, all’s never fair in love and war

#love #war #obscure

Knowledge Variable Nov 2020

forever

To my soul, aspire to be immortal
& exhaust all things possible, be
selfish & ruin death of it’s act.
To the soul find out what makes
existence worth the trouble.
But my soul, dare not become
a God nor muse.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H4C4spEgk_I&t=195s

#forever #immortal #philosophy #obscure #indie #culture

annh Oct 2020

Obscure Sorrows

Vellichor (n.): the strange wistfulness of used bookstores.

A delightful neologistic oddity! :)

'“The Dictionary of Obscure Sorrows”, by John Koenig, is an ongoing collection of invented words, each representing an attempt to find a word to fit a concept for which our vocabulary is currently lacking. Vellichor is one such word, and Koenig’s site has hundreds of others, such as zenosyne (the sense that time keeps going faster), liberosis (the desire to care less about things), and sonder (the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own).'
- Petrichor, Cromulent, and Other Words the Internet Loves. Retrieved from https://www.merriam-webster.com/words-at-play/internets-favorite-words

#bookstores #obscure #strange #sorrows #used #vellichor #wistfulness

Dylan McFadden Aug 2020

Perspective, Above

The clouds may obscure,
But cannot vanish,
The Sun above

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#perspective #vanish #obscure #cloud #clouds #sun #sunny #god #providence #darkness

Aparna Jun 2020

Under the Maple(once,with you)

Red leaves
           fell silently
Under the maple tree
           by the lake
Where we met
Last autumn
           Late September;
When the maple leaves
             turned crimson
       you made me
blush just like
those scarlet leaves
       That day ...
                                    Autumn came early,
                                  Why don't you,too...?

            Winter's on the way
           Are you, too?

Where are you...?

©
After you left, the virid sugar maple leaves turned flavescent 🍁 ,then segued into red
  🥺

                                           ❤

Daydreams

#love #maple #blush #red #waiting #autumn #obscure #words