#became
the Sun has broken through
(she cannot be denied for very long)
burning off the sea haar
(she was doing this eons before we were aware)
long before bi-pedal consciousness
even had a clue.
Apr 8
Apr 8, 2026 at 7:40 AM UTC
_When he move
Like cloud in the blue sky.
His tears are raining like acid rain.
Who wants to ruin everyone.
Because a divine soul became like ghost.
The **** of nature made him like this.
He was a hardworking farmer.
Used to work day and night,
to get two breads.
But the wrath of nature,
snatched him family from him.
Living with this broken heart,
committing suicide as a burden.
Today his move like cloud in the blue sky,
his tears are raining like rain,
he screaming loudly in the blue sky,
The spirit has aroused in him now,
divine soul became like ghost._
Jul 30, 2020
Jul 30, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
I never wanted you as a friend,
but you never left my hand.
why did you take me your lover,
This your craze, is decaying my cover.
this your love contained lot of pain,,
makes me cry again and again.
No one escaped from you hide,
but your love is just from one side.
FREE....
Left you,I feel so fine,
because, you spoiled years of mine.
Oh! FEAR , listen to me going on-
salutes your one sided love , no one want,,
everyone want to be exert, but they can't........
May 10, 2020
May 10, 2020 at 1:54 PM UTC
Espy
a secret
Buried in eagerness
Acting different
It read out loud
To an exact feeling
Uneasy to miss
Nesting there
Something small
Finally became big
Branching out
Untouchable height
It seeks no limit
Or consequence
Of prepping for a glimpse
Desired by
Ignorance
Staining red
Conflicted doom
Upon old experience
Fully aware of the oblivious
Old trick
May 23, 2019
May 23, 2019 at 9:26 PM UTC
Be —> Become —> Becoming —> Became
(is/was) (will be) (working to be) (is/was)
Even progress has a past that isn't permanent;
Challenge your character for constant change...
[be better]
@desire.is.dope
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1331HRS
Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 2:42 PM UTC
The walking dead in the land of the living
Soulless eyes and hearts unforgiving
They seek to destroy
******* out your joy
Shatter your skull
Make your mind dull
Rip out your heart
That's just the start
Dead set eyes
You'll never relize
Till it's to late
Your heart they ate
Breathing remains
Nothing else the same
Now hollow of feeling
Soul was sent reeling
Some don't know
Out of them life flowed
We're all missing parts
Mostly the heart
Also gray matter
Obscenities spatter
Growing in number
Pillage and plunder
All must be fed
Living in the land of the dead..
©Pauline Morris
Feb 2, 2019
Feb 2, 2019 at 10:08 PM UTC
words u said became lies
hopes u gave became disappointment
comfort u gave became cold
happiness u gave became temporary
sadness u gave were permanent.
Oct 17, 2018
Oct 17, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC
little fear
I drank it
I drank it
and did not notice
I did not stumble
did not notice
how is the darkness around
became one and one
little fear
I drank it
I drank it
and everything went well
so unexpectedly
and so quickly I
I'm fast
this pipe was swallowed
03.09.18
Sep 3, 2018
Sep 3, 2018 at 4:29 PM UTC
She was a nice person before,
Until she became a *****
I asked her; "Why did you do that?"
and she replied; "Because I am a ****
Dancing in front of the boys,
And the men makes some noise.
But I suddenly grabbed her hand,
and I said that you would understand.
"Look, I can help you." as I said to her.
"You don't have to." and then she pulled her hand.
I was left stupid in my position,
and now It's part of my confusion.
Nov 30, 2017
Nov 30, 2017 at 3:11 PM UTC
It's a
weird time to be
alive I didn't think I'd
get this far
picturing myself
older when I was younger I
didn't expect to find my
self leaning on a car with a
broken handle next to a boy
you couldn't see the
hickey on his neck because it was
dark Adam's apple illuminated
smoke it rises behind
the back of a building
ready to run if we hear a
car coming but we don't so
we smoke and mom here's what I
made of myself we
don't talk because this
awkward tension is too
familiar to want to
break it with our voices.
Later in the
car
driving fast we laugh
because we just thought of
how we became the
people we were afraid
of becoming all
along but now it
feels right and we
don't want to slow down because
those red lights they
are lights to show us the
way when we drive
through and I want to
reach over and take his
hand but that's childish so I
lean over and kiss him
instead because we
are not little kids
anymore in fact we are
too young to be old but we
feel too old now to
do anything but laugh at how we
were ten years before.
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 11:40 AM UTC
When I First Met The Angel,
She Was Very Much Youthful,
Carry She Did An Invisible Title,
Yes The Title Of The Most Beautiful,
But Now The Charm Has Just Faded,
All Her Love Was Everything But Real,
She's Immortal But Of Course Immoral,
Now Know About Her Grey Escapades.
Oct 17, 2016
Oct 17, 2016 at 6:51 AM UTC
There are three types of lies,
You're honing each one as time flies,
I have been intimate with each one of yours.
The first is the simplest lie,
You kept repeating it time and again,
I lost count of the times you said, "I love you."
The second is the **** lie**,
This one is more complex and deceitful,
Even you lost count of saying, "I love you forever."
And the third one is called the Statistics,
As afterwards, you kept blaming its demise on me,
Many times I heard, "Countless times you forgot about me."
I never intended to blow the whistle on you,
But last night you said it on call that I kept forgetting,
I'd have forgotten my virginity or its loss before my accident,
But one thing I simply could not have ever forgotten,
I had become someone else from your own name.
But I hear a faint melody from a distant place,
Maybe a mermaid sings it softly for me,
Or who knows another barmaid!
Scared to death I am of love,
Neither can I bear another betrayal,
Nor can my heart now be a loveless barren.
May 28, 2016
May 28, 2016 at 1:26 AM UTC
I stood there.
Staring.
A snow-capped peak stared back.
I became exceedingly captivated.
Captivated by the thought that he and I existed;
Existed now.
Existed here.
Existed together.
I became a shell.
A shell filled with explosive joy.
And I could no longer become underwhelmed.
Nor could I become whelmed.
I lived.
I will never believe in myself more,
Never trust in Creation more,
Never be enveloped in the stillness more
Than I did in that moment.
Glimpsing that skyline.
Staring down a mountain.
May 6, 2014
May 6, 2014 at 5:26 PM UTC
If you give a wishing stone,
she'll travel out all on her own.
She'll leave behind the fear and pain,
and keep herself from going insane.
While her friends are getting diagnosed,
she'll be somewhere in her boat.
Maybe she'll have tea for two,
but at least she'll know what to do.
And they may ask, and plead, and beg to be in her world,
but she'll certainly say,
"Be gone, be gone, or off with your head."
Which should be said, since they cursed her be dead.
If you give a girl a wishing stone,
she'll truly feel all alone,
and for those who never cared "be gone!"
The queen has finally sang her song.
She was never a fool, just a withered small bud,
and those pigs would throw her around in the mud.
So sure she dreams and dazes off,
but she can do whatever she wants.
She earned a bit of recognition,
for all antagonize and inhibition.
Give that girl some cheer,
she fought a war for all those years.
Stop the hate for her being crushed,
unlike some, she had no love!
The glass shattered hard,
it's no surprised it became shards.
Giving time and yells,
doesn't heal, it kills.
If you give a girl a wishing stone,
you've given her one happiness finally of her own.
Jan 2, 2014
Jan 2, 2014 at 3:43 AM UTC