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The Dybbuk Jan 2020
"I'm sorry," I remembered saying.
"I'm having a hard time with words right now."
My brother nods his head,
unsurprised and worried.
"I'm going to go get another drink," he says,
and I understand that much,
before words lose all meaning
again.
DrAbhijit G Jan 2020
This Journey on strange tide..

Your flawless smile...
Tht take me with u for thousands miles...
Your sweetened words...
Thats humm in ears like I never before heard..
The innocence soul you hold...
That melt my mind in freezing cold..
It's dream to hv you as a  beautiful bride..
How would I tell you,
The journey on  this stranger tide.. ♥️♥️!!
Dedicated to sweetest soul I hv ever met in life.
ok okay Jan 2020
I find it strange
This eerie feeling
It is too quiet to move
The demons might wake up
And then I would too

It find it strange
I dyed my hair blue
But when I turned the lights out
Nothing has changed
I still feel blue

I find it strange
This morepork no longer calls
It used to call for hours
Maybe it died
Or left for other views

I find it strange
Did you see the moon and the stars?
This night feels off
This bed does not feel right
The covers feel too close

I find it strange
Nothing has changed
But everything feels wrong
I think I will just write
Till the sweet dreams come
morepork is a type of owl in New Zealand and some other places idk??
Also yea sleep been hard af recently, anyone got any ideas??
GreenWitch Jan 2020
When you first fall
It's the puppy love phase
Everyone wears their finery
After a time comfort sets in
The beasts come out to play

We were always backwards
We were monsters from the start
Comfortable and raw
Flaws worn proudly
Unabashedly ourselves

For us, the puppy love came after
After the fighting
After the break up
After the hatred
After the reunion
How did we go through love
Backwards?
MisfitOfSociety Dec 2019
Out of the womb into the microwave.
Brain cells pop,
Electric shock.
We all worship,
In the house of metal.
Devil in the computer,
Screams like a kettle.

She sings through the holes in my head,
She likes me better when I’m half dead.
Fading in and out like a ghost,
Possessing me when she needs me the most.

Metal temptress.
No one sings like you.
Metal temptress.
No one can dress like you.
I hear your whispers through the radio.
I see your image on the video.

Pavements of heaven grow colder against your moonlight.
Your lies rung through my head,
I still see the truth in what you said.

No one lies like you,
No one believes you like I do.
Valerie Dec 2019
An unhappy week. A tight anguish has settled in my chest and it looks like it will take a while to pass. It is strange how dreams are born, flourish and die quickly. And it doesn't matter if you cultivate, because even cultivating looks even worse. Feeding dreams, and not being able to fulfill them, only causes sadness and anguish. Now, I ask God to help me through this once again. I know I'll be better off and unmarked. Everything I dreamed died. Just when I dared to say '' yes '' And with him go all my plans for happiness.
He doesn't love me aymore. But I do
Proctor Ehrling Dec 2019
You've changed the order to something strange
I've rearranged your change back to disorder
Don't know what to do with this one.
Carlo C Gomez Nov 2019
Larry had an odd phobia:
The fear of backing into things.

Jenny had a perplexing proclivity:
She only moved counter-clockwise.

How they met is anyone's guess.
Love covered all the rest.
True love means excepting each other's peculiar sundries
MisfitOfSociety Dec 2019
I smell a queen bee drenched in alcohol!
Dried up and soaked into a cotton ball!

Baked inside her two thousand golden wombs.
Emerging drunk on her chemical love.
One whiff and suddenly she’s my queen bee,
Now I dedicate my life to a spoonful of honey!

I hunt with the honeybees from the catacombs
Entranced by her chemical love song.
Seduced by the crown of the flower,
Sipping hung ovaries filled with nectar!

“I rose,
You rose with me.
Once a ******,
Now your queen bee!
I’m the mated queen,
You chose me!

With a body so fat and wings so small,
You should not be able to fly at all!
You can’t defy me!
I am your queen bee!”

Strong enough to hold down the seas,
Yet too weak to hold down the bees!
We don’t give a **** about what you say,
We will just levitate away!

We the bees don’t do what you say.
We the bees go our own way!
Bees don't like being told what to do.
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