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Andreas Simic Jun 2022
Like water falling over a crest
A swift rapid descent into a black hole
The paradox known as my life

Disguised as a pseudonym plunging
Ever deeper into a swirling
Of emotions into depths unknown

Cascading over cliffs at ever greater speed
Feeling out of control
Coalescing into a bottomless pit

The sheerness of the sides
Ever sharper the deeper I fall
Leaving no way out

Holding my breath
For the inevitable free fall
Into a chasm of darkness

Is this my destiny or fate
Or just another nightmare among many
That I will endure

Until...

Andreas Simic©
Lewis Wyn Davies Sep 2020
An army of square lights on the ceiling.
My destiny is sandwich with no filling.
Two thin slices. Side-by-side. Both white.
I've longed to taste tapas my whole life.
Even to dip my bread in egg would suffice.

Well, Christ, I'll take a trip to the bakery!
A crusty loaf would remain in the teeth
and granary could easily plant a seed.

En route in the street, I spot a biblical treat.
It's a mouthful from the Mahershalalhashbaz
company. They rebranded after a decade
selling acclaimed hand-made paintings.
In dense writing was their message to me...

Immerse my head in the still night air of June,
where the moonlight is hidden behind a tree.
Poem #19 from my collection 'A Shropshire Grad'. On the subject of pseudonyms and stage names. Inspired by Mahershala Ali.
Rory Mels Tims Dec 2018
Lewis Carroll,
The numbers were driving him insane.

George Orwell,
His family didn't know yet.

Mark Twain,
His childhood on the rivers.

Even Lord Voldemort,
With a past to disguise.

A pseudonym is a weapon like no other.
Rory Mels Tims Feb 2019
Lewis Carroll,
The numbers were driving him insane.

George Orwell,
His family didn't know yet.

Mark Twain,
A childhood on the rivers.

A pseudonym is a weapon like no other.
Olivia Daniels May 2018
It's still me
though I had to change
the name I've had my whole life.

Not legally of course,
but poetically

While I wish my name remembered
as one with written art.
I can't risk possibly losing
those who have my heart.

With time I've come to realize
that people can't be trusted.
They take the good and make it bad
or let it leave them rusted.
They never understand

So I remain anonymous
With simple pseudonyms
To protect myself and others
from pure and raw emotion
in case they can’t withstand
I changed my name on HePo because I was afraid of people in my life finding the stuff I've written about them. I use it and my poetry as a diary, it's usually raw unbridled emotion and I've learned from experience that a lot of people can't handle it. I've had people find stuff like this before and it ruined a lot. I really want my poetry to be out there for people to lean on, and for my own stability but I can't risk the wrong people finding it. Hopefully, some day, I can change it back to my real name. Thanks for understanding guys. If you're not sure who this is, please look at my profile. My poems are still the same, as is my description, and they will remain so and hopefully it can clear up any confusion. If you have questions, DM me! Thanks again, I love you guys
saeesha Aug 2017
I wander in search of a pseudonym
A name which no one can recognize
I lay on the floor feeling prim
Of all the things I despise

I wish to search for a new individuality
Something new to look forward to
I think that I have lost my quality

And there’s nothing left in me
I am short of syllables to utter
And tired of my reality
So I wander in the search of a pseudonym-
A name which no one can recognize
Steve Page Jul 2016
Writing my autobiography
under a pseudonym
WickedHope Dec 2014
She can see something beautiful in everyone
        She reads more books than anyone else I know
She gives people presents '"just because," even though she can't afford it
        She has a cute accent that's stronger when she's upset or tired
She would travel around the world for someone she cares about
        She never forgets those who are kind to her
She always smells really good
        She is always honest
She likes to sleep under the stars -- literally
        She fights for what she believes in, loyal as hell
This is bad, but here you go George.

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