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Daisy Darling May 2021
You told me you wanted to be a gymnast;
You bounce back faster than a boomerang;
Your peacock dance leaves me flabbergasted;
Come claim your gold medal at last.
good for you baby

Every night when we say goodnight my heart ****. Sad and thinking tomorrow will never come, therefore I'm sleeping now so I could catch you in my dreams. Just close your eyes and see me right next to your heart. You breathing in me. I live on you like parasite. I know you love me,  I hold   you tight in my heart. Love you to the sky and beyond. G--Nyt HONE !
I dreamed I was a crane
                      flying high in the sky touching the sun                                 
to penglai and it's jade terraces
wild horses running free
long white mains flying with the wind
over streams and rivers that trail across fertile land
as I soar through the clouds
set to rest in everlasting thought
my dream is over
or just beginning
hope though
Daisy Darling Jun 2020
I've been caught in your web.
A spun web without a deleterious intent,
Yet my feet are stuck in cement.
Nishant Rawat Apr 2020
Maybe I dwell on things too much
Keep on overthinking
These thoughts are such predators
Keep on consuming
Me and my words, I never uttered
Fear of ruining
The things that might actually matter
To me assuming
Everything is ok, it can't be better
Life not dooming
That's why I'm such a procrastinator
Keep on procrastinating
David Bojay Apr 2020
Skewed vision when I followed the cynosure//
Beam balancing
Can’t hold my own sometimes//
Made up characters to separate my thoughts from “myself”//
Split my cares in eights//
Off with the indecision//
Fall asleep as soon as the tears hit the pillow//
Head up, delusional//
So I think
Perception shields the egomaniac residing in me//
I make it seem as if so, but really with my intentions, I’ll never know how things will play out//
Misterpretating will be my end//
With no one to truly seek, I play with the inconsistencies.... so what about guilt?//
My character doesn’t mind the idiosyncrasies I portray... I do it for the show
Merging with the relentless and the glorious
It ***** to be Sweet, bittersweet//
Micah K Apr 2020
There he stands alone,
Forever in thought yet no end result,
With endless possibilities every one explored,
Closure not found,
Mind forever bound,
So is the trap of thought.
I wrote this in a time when I had hundreds of poems in my head never being able to pin point one.
Dominique Mar 2020
all of this
the world like a piece of meat
humor hatred saturday jogs
leaking balanced unbalancing

all of this
fleshy tender company
herbs conflict flooded staircases
dribbling sun on bus journeys  

kisses on benches
playful slaps pushes shoves

and us just sat here
tapping out words
listening to muffled guitars
the hum of the pipes
the flicking of pages

and us just sat here
opening curtains
remembering red hair
snippets of conversation

and us just sat here
the world on a plate
steaming bleeding sizzling
a slab of death of love of something

and us just sat here
nauseated and longing
the flies will come soon
they aren’t vegetarian.
aphroditez Mar 2020
They told me,
to pour everything that i have
and now they are asking me
why am i so empty.
Dominique Mar 2020
the sky is so blue,
the ******
topsy-turvy vase dribbling sun-spit
crashing around
with its mucus rays
stumbling, heaving on doorsteps
punching drunkenly through windows
giddy and chaotic as it *****
air greedily upwards
windmilling glory
away from us as we exhale-
"what a perfect day
the perfect day to stay
the perfect day to **** away"
the swaying, nauseous people say,
and the sky, the tipsy ******,
giggles as it throws itself
blue, unsubtle, with ripped tights,
glistening thighs, come-hither eyes,
unsteady, with love,
at the trees.
just a perfect day
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