#playing poems on Hello Poetry

Empire Apr 2019

When I get bored
I don't play games
I don't do work
I use my brains

But not for good
Just like I should
Instead I wander
And life, I ponder

When I get bored
I want to play
In places dark
Deep, awful, strange

I let my thoughts
Consume me whole
And start a fire
Inside my soul

I like its thrill
Its toxic rush
Within this mind
My own chaos

I **** at my darkness to feel it seep out into my veins for my pleasure and demise.

#bored #playing #with #fire #mind #chaos #thoughts #dark

Zywa Mar 2019

Sandel

Bury one another for surrender
to a kiss

run away on high buttocks
to become smooth again in the sea

secretly feeling sensations
for which there are no words

learning the natural
language of love

which is never boring, never strays
and always knows how to proceed

where there are obstacles
cramp in my calf

naked with you
in the dunes

Sändälä (Schwyz) = playing in the sand

#teenagers #beach #playing

Ephemeral Oblivion Mar 2019

Playing God

That's human nature.
Isn't it?
To act like we're
the gods of yore,
those lustful, flawed gods from before?
We play with the feelings of others,
never realizing that we impact them more than it seems.

I love and hate playing god. It gives me a sense of power, though not always in a good way.

#playing #god