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jacob charles Jun 30
is finger-licking two senses
me, myself and i sit down, consensus
everyone has a different rendition of relentless
what version is this of this, which you, depends it
imaginary penitentiary, locked in myself, one tenant
like i could send a message with only a letter, pen it
see greater with less 3d one eye red it
eye to brain, i blew it
i 9 lives brain dead
brain faculty, mind, not same head
while nothing visual, split cranium and drain head
MicMag Nov 2018
He wants none of it
The unrelenting fame
Paparazzi's lights
Never out of sight
The crushing weight
Of a well-known name

He wants none of it
The life-******* fame
Endless demands
From legions of fans
Happiness funneling
Right down the drain

He wants none of it
The soul-deadening fame
Prestige a cruel mistress
All joys turned to business
Dousing his spirit
To extinguish its flame

No, he craves anonymity
For stardom to cease
To be happy with less
Freed from the stress
True glory found
In a life lived in peace
PAD Poem-A-Day Challenge November 2018.
"write a glorious poem"

Prompt from Writer's Digest:
Kody dibble Aug 2018
Proficient in turn
Glass make up
Night calls to all the....

Growing growing growing,
We are all growing
It's time for a new time
And a crime to want to know that,
Don’t pass without,
A feature or a sort to clause,
Your every action
Deathtime blues
Sakif Hossain Jun 2018
from the maze of lybrinth I rise..
from the graves of darkness I rise..
from the abyss called failure I rise...

Oh you push me back and back
gift me heartbreak after heartbreak,
shatter every dream and hope
push me to the brink of despair
But it aint curtains yet,
from clutches of despair I rise...

Kicked me in the gut,
knock me down to ground,
Write me off,
Sing the goodbye song..
But surprise motherf**ker!!!
I aint staying down...

From the ground I will always rise..

O phoenix !
My precious phoenix...
You enlighten me to the path...

Torch me down haters...
Strip me of every hope
From the ashes of my own
Like you I will still rise...
Dean Russell May 2018
c u
i can only watch age decay
into freedom
clever Apr 2018
the blood in my veins
is pumped by a heart that's in chains.
i'm bound by your love,
in a world that's devoid of
every color except for you.
and i wish that i could redo
the first day that we met.
i would've stayed in until the sun set.
to stay away from you and your
imai Apr 2018
clothed in darkness,
i am robbed of my senses—
though i am left
with the sensation of
your touches,
i have become senseless
undone, my defences—
with a single caress,
a blushing mess,
i try not to obsess
over your intense

though all is in vain,
you are relentless,
and i am
requested by Yan F
Isla Apr 2018
doubt fills my head until I am drowning in it
even when I come up for air, another wave crashes over
trapping me under the surge of the tide
a relentless sea
to cleanse this relentless mind
but I don't feel cleansed
for my thoughts are broken and scattered
like pieces of glass on the sand
where waves crash
trapping me under the surge of the tide
a relentless sea
and this broken mind
I have no idea where this came from, just word ***** mostly
Yanamari Feb 2018
I'm being engulfed
In the clutches of darkness
It's slow-motioned embrace
Calculated and unforgiving
It's greedy hold
Swallowing me
It's fingers sliding
Over my arms
My legs
Holding delicately
Yet firmly
Sliding over my neck
Caressing my chin
And lapping at my ears
Tainting my field of vision...
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