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Middy Jun 2018
So I was having a-a-a
Thing where you...
Oh! A conversation! Yes!
So I was having a conversation.
With... Brown haired....
Ah yes my freind.
Well ex freind.
She saw me stuttering and buffering
Like an old computer
Tak1ng
1t2
T1m3
And
N01
Pr0ce221ng
1nf0mat10n
Clearly
So as the conversation went on
It was abandoned
As by the time I got my sentence right
The bell rang for class
And she vanished into a sea
Of people
Talking L O U D L Y
And I was lost in the crowd
But what do I expect
Since I get lost in my own conversations?
My life when I process information or try to make myself say something. I hate socialising for too long or my processing gets worse
Arcassin B Jun 2018
By Arcassin Burnham

I don't wanna leave, I don't wanna go,
But if you tell you nope , then this lil
joint I'll have to blow,
No code , no conduct,
Looking for that love,
I got no where to go , I guess I'll have to
look above.
Eventually.

Have me , I said take me, but you didn't
want my love,
I'm burning up inside , I'm heart broken
inside,
I know that I can't hide though,
I know I can't hide,
You got moving through 20 different
worlds at a time for ya,
Would lie for ya,
I'd die for ya.
I didn't wanna tame you in a world so cruel,
With a life so bad where the bad men
rule,
And the lights turn down , dimming my
soul dark,
I was here you would keep my heart,
Thats a little lame , but I digress,
I swear I would have been your very best,
So what do you say?

I don't wanna leave, I don't wanna go,
But if you tell you nope , then this lil
joint I'll have to blow,
No code , no conduct,
Looking for that love,
I got no where to go , I guess I'll have to
look above.
Eventually.
©abpoetry2018

https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2018/06/paradoxes.html
Nik Jun 2018
hello?
can you hear that?
me begging for you to stop-
to get out of my head.

hello?
can you taste that?
i have no idea why my tears taste this way...
i guess you were right, i really should drink more water.

hello?
can you feel that?
as i continue to slice myself open in attempts to hurt you,
my idea of containing the wild beast but,
you must be a *******.

hello?
hello?

is now when you leave?
do you not want me anymore?
you’re just like the others.

can’t you hear me?
do you not want to?
have i become too much for you to handle?
are you now scared of this chaos that you’ve created?
do you fear that you’ve lost control of me?

is it because i almost took 15 pills this morning instead of 1?
i told you i was sorry.

hello?
you tore nebulas out of my mouth and left a blackhole as my smile, stardust is clogging up my throat now.
i can’t breathe.
hello?
hel-hello?
i guess this was the plan all along.
Deferred thought my mind speaks
but unable to reach
Since, lacking proper fuel
words are no more than tools
Idly on the shelf
All alone by themselves
Whether each has the skill
Makes no difference still
Needs a user to wield
The brain must be unsealed
Else it's nothing but noise
And will only annoy
To communicate one
Has to pay attention
And your message think through
It is important to

Listen right back
Without barbs or attacks
Open-mind speaking freely
Add diplomacy
Must employ use of tact
Support statements with fact
Do not rush; take your time
Critical? Then be kind
Not a must to agree
Can't force someone to see
Each of us has his thoughts
Throughout life we are taught
There are social patterns
Easily to discern
So, wherever you fall
Do not build up a wall

Keeping out you will win
As you lock yourself in
Rigid form without flex
New ideas will perplex
Ignorance and denial
Grow into a pile
On island alone
Statue made of stone
In your mind you’re entombed
Happy life is now ruined
Feeling always against
With a paranoid sense
A refusal to see
An unwavering tree
But a tree can still bow
Give and take it will show

Rigid thoughts become firm
Close your mind; will not learn
Placing all of the weight
Just for you; here to take
And must always support
Forcibly will contort
Having flex we adjust
This in life is a must
Something we can not do
Like to uncook a stew
Won't exist very long
People just not that strong
Or should they try to be
A journey incomplete
Happiness lies within
On these words please don’t spin

A sole island you're not
Harmony should be sought
Infinite universe
You can’t always be first
Finding balance in life
Like to see without sight
Each of us wants respect
But to give is to get
Listen up before talking
Use foot and start walking
Will find in due time
Not to bother or mind
People are free to think
From each other we drink
How we grow and evolve
Complex problems we’ll solve

Not a perfect system
But we gather wisdom
Always strive to improve
It’s the best we can do
To communicate we
Open our minds to see
And try to understand
Flawed and kindred humans
Written: June 12, 2018

All rights reserved
Louisa Coller Jun 2018
Off,
peaceful, dull,
yawning, cuddling, lying down,
Take a breath, look them in the eye,
ending, remembering, smiling,
bitter, sweet,
Goodbye.
A matching poem to Microphone On... I decided to follow the same themes, but reminding how sometimes good things come to an end. This was to represent how I took a huge YouTube break in making content for my education.

Sometimes, being someone ‘big’ is everyone’s dreams, but sometimes being ‘big’ isn’t always the most important thing in life itself – or at least, in my personal opinion.

I’m personally someone who wants to love life the best they can, show people we are more than just ‘people’ and we can do so much more for our future as the human race.

However, being in the spotlight 24/7 is tiring, sometimes, people want a break, or a moment to reflect and see what they are showing off to the world. Do you like it?

Sometimes moments away in the shade are a lot more enjoyable than moments with thousands of people.
Louisa Coller Jun 2018
Speak
gentle, honest
drawing, talking, trying
This is what you can do, this is what you can’t
stealing, screaming, threatening
dangerous, loud
Victim
When I started ranting, it was originally on PrincessElizabeth013 a young female sonic artist who stole art, threatened people and did quite a few terrible things. She was very short tempered.

For some reason, I felt a way to build myself back up was to do a rant, but not just that, I saw her acting the way that the woman in  Headlines! Was acting and I had to say something. Little did I know that would change so many lives forever.

I know the ranting community has been around for years, it’s been here and not had the best reputation, but as a young kid with a need to complain, I felt it was a perfect way to make content, and soon enough many more started joining in.

Except, I regret doing it.
Some people are worth a public callout, if they bring danger to those around them but I couldn’t help but feel I ruined PrincessElizabeth013’s life when I made those videos and many others after that. I had managed to accidentally create the same toxicity I wanted to fight against. I was just too naive to see and it seemed I just wanted to bully people for the sake of bullying them. I was obsessed with making her life a hell, it was just disgusting, the worst part? I would receive an applaud for what I did. I was praised.  I shouldn’t of been praised and now I try my best in hopefully giving her a better life by being her genuine friend.

It doesn’t change the past, but I feel better knowing I can help her when I can.

When young, kids make mistakes, PrincessElizabeth013 grew up with many people attempting to harass her, bait her, treat her badly and soon enough it fossilised into her being too anxious to show any kind of emotions. Don’t get me wrong, she has her flaws.  I just felt bad for putting them on display.

Overall, it was just my introduction to the ranting community and becoming a YouTuber. I tried to show this in a Diamante form, which was quite hard considering I was not talking about objects and more or less talking about speech.
Miss Me May 2018
The fire building inside
   Should cause an alarm

But no one sees
    Nor feels the heat

It rises and grows
    As no one listens

Then finally you'll hear
    There she blows
Some people never hear what is being said. And it could be what would make a difference in this world!
Bonnie Reina May 2018
Talking.
Texting.
Selfies.
Unspoken words translated by tiny emotional icons living above my keyboard
Every second is doubled
Every day feels like a year
"Don't get googly eyed," i joke
But little does she know,
that message is for me.
How could i resist the presence of you?
You're a grand teacher of the art of self love.
Let me make myself comfortable as you sing to me the joy behind the pain
The truth behind the struggle
The love that never stops giving
You are special, and i have to be gentle
Because when something is fragile
Most certainty it holds value
And you,
You must be handled with care
You must be slowly unraveled
Every single piece
Every single layer
Slow hands, curious hands, hold you close  
Electrical connections
Distracted thoughts
What did you say?
Pardon my lack of listening skills
I'm finding it hard to focus on two things at once
The words that you speak
And the words you keep in your heart
I'm listening to what your not saying
The glow that fills up the conversational platter that feeds my soul
Go ahead, keep singing.
These ears could never grow old of the tune that you sing
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