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Devin Ortiz Feb 2017
The Madness of blended reality, is confidently marching through my mind.
I could not resist the sweet sound of this haunting Muse.
She sang her dismal songs, which shook me something fierce.
Astounding words which resonate feelings I've never mustered.

Now comes the crazy, the loud bellowing of endless chords.
I'm running, clasping my ears ever so tightly, to no avail
The chantey is banging in the walls of sanity, louder and louder.
Tossing and turning, wide eyed and insane, her song goes on.

Even in my dreams, which have become their own nightmares, sing.
I cannot escape this tune, marching to the gates of some type of truth.
What am I missing, and shall silence elude me in my descent of ill will.
I roll back my eyes, to see the darkness play with such fever.

Hopeless, I give in, I let it play, over and over and over again.
I allow this cursed song to grace this shameful and unforgivable self.
For a moment, I try to believe it will end, knowing full well, its a lie.
Now, repeating with ominous terror, she sings louder, I began to crack.
Àŧùl Jan 2017
My heart retired a jockey,
A disc jockey,
Composing and singing songs.

Now I am so much tired,
It is so tired,
Of all the heartbreaks they gave.
My HP Poem #1367
©Atul Kaushal
Emelie S Sep 2016
The Crash, The Sound, The Ringing

There goes the moment flashing itself by.

There goes your heart (I think I heard it stop beating)

You’re expressions gives you away, the fear is all there.

The horror sits like a rock and your eyes betray you.

But that’s alright, that’s aright

(Take it all, breath in, breath out)

There goes the crashing down

I hear the sound ringing over and over in my head.

The horror, please wash it all away from these trembling fingers

Wash it away, Take it away, Wash it away…

But that’s alright, that’s aright

(Take it all, breath in, breath out)

There is a moment of silence when you think that everything is okay.

But then there goes the crushing sound.

There goes your heart (I think I heard it stop beating)

You’re expressions gives you away, the fear is all there.

The horror sits like a rock and your eyes betray you.

But that’s alright, that’s aright

(Take it all, breath in, breath out)

There goes the crashing down

I hear the sound ringing over and over in my head.

The horror, please wash it all away from these trembling fingers

Wash it away, Take it away, Wash it away…

But that’s alright, that’s aright

(Take it all, breath in, breath out)

The ring is in my head, the thumping sound I hear it from your heart.

The crashing sounds like waves of truth.


Em. S
*Copyright © 2016
Copyright © 2016
All around me
I hear sounds
My neighbor's radio blasting
The tv downstairs blaring
The kitten on chair purring
My knuckles cracking
My sisters bickering
The floor creaking
That slight ringing that is a constant in my ears
If I focus on what I hear enough

And to block it all out
I pull out my earbuds
And go to my hiding place
md-writer Apr 2015
it's all a buzz inside me
cotton fluffed between my ears
and ceaseless crickets droning,

like a tuning fork that never ends
but always holds the pitch
of time and undivided space.

an empty shell peering out at life
stuffed with eternal noises
of neurons crackling.

where's the fun in cotton candy
when it's stuffed inside my head?
I think I'm describing mental fatigue, but whatever it is, that's what I'm feeling right now. -_-
Poetic T Dec 2014
The phone it just rings
RING
RING
RINGING
"I answer"
"The person you are trying to contact"
Iiiiiiissssss Nooootttt Hoooommmee
I smash the receiver against The wall
Shards of black rain
Upon the concrete,
Turn liquid in to the cracks, dissolve
Then I run in to darkness
I hear it once more
Taunting,
Ridiculing,
Mocking
Me in the distance I reach my destination
"The person you are trying to contact"
Iiiiiiissssss Nooootttt Hoooommmee
I once again smash
Screaming, Fu#k you,
I look out the window
I see everything
But the phone keeps
RING,
RING,
RINGING
I'm trapped within a mind
That never answers, I am
Lucid in here but
"The phone never rings out"
My subconscious, just leaves a message,
"The person you are trying to contact"
**Iiiiiiissssss Nooootttt Hoooommmee
Marieta Maglas Nov 2014
I heard your steps.I had a feeling
that red leaves knocked to the
ground while falling from an imaginary
tree. I simply knew that they became
frightened in the fall. I had the feeling that

I heard your steps, I had that odd
sensation that you were still alive.
But, in the next moment, I was sure
that I didn't really hear any step.
I saw my Ligustrum vulgare losing
its leaves. I saw myself in the mirror.

I couldn't hear your steps.All I knew was
that I loved you. All I could hear was
the fall of the leaves.But in the next
moment, I felt your kiss on my incurable
and irreversible wound.

I heard the church bell ringing.
Poetic T Oct 2014
The phone rings,
A dead tone
"You are disconnected from reality"
"I look up"
A mirrored hall,
Images surround me
Laughing,
Crying,
Silent,
I am all, I am one
"A phone rings"
I run, but my feet glide
Upon air never moving
But the glass warps
Bends,
Distorted,
Shatters,
I am in pieces, shards
Slowly join,
I was in pieces, now whole
Climbing through the joined image
Upon the floor,
Grass meets my fingers
Wet with dew, I see stars
Wishing I wasn't here,
As the moment passes
"A phone rings"
"I run"
But the grass sticks to my feet
The stars are falling,
Lighted shards fall around
Grazing my body
Like paper cuts
Clean,
Deep,
Pain,
Claims my mind, I pass out
While sinking deeper,
Blurred sight, meets silence
I awaken to the phone ringing,
"I pause"
My hand reaches forward
"Pauses"
I move away, a shiver reverberates
To the sound, I walk away
**The phone rings & rings & rings...
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