#blocking
I helped build high walls
Set up defenses as well
Blocking out the pain
Dec 27, 2020
Dec 27, 2020 at 10:08 PM UTC
The lilies will dance all night
the thimbles not quite so much
for thimble do get tired and the strength
moreover they have errands to run
they've got to go pick on a niga
its the cancel culture in acute action
on the contract to cancel and check
check this, check that, check it all around
check that crow, check that Raven
no oats for mating is not allowed
and how they talk of love and write of love
the cold blooded kind of love
in and out thank you ma'am
exploded in ninety seconds that's the limit
got things to do, got things to distract us
get a crow and clip its wings
that better fun than dancing around
its the Leninist manifesto for us
we've got the gifts that keeps on giving
we are the tops in Europe, we are super
come join the party and our revolution
come love and have fun but not that one
we have cancel him out without reprieve
but you know what mates
I do not miss being disallowed at your party
I ain't crying hurting or pining
hurray to the great unwashed
hurray to the slimes with gifts
but no thank you
Dec 23, 2020
Dec 23, 2020 at 9:11 PM UTC
you blocked me on social media
i blocked you in my heart.
Oct 27, 2020
Oct 27, 2020 at 8:22 AM UTC
Cubism an ugly distortion, criticised in comparison to fine art. Look at those shameful, jagged and unpolished edges. But no, change your perspective. These deviations are the very building blocks that allow us to tower over those who once marginalised difference. Those who rejected the ‘other’, for fear of refracting their own reflections in the opposition. Inevitably they’re left face to face with the ‘ugly’ perceived in here.
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 7:41 PM UTC
There was a writer
Who once said
Let me write about you
He tried to weight
Pious
Kind
Connected words
Seem
Less appropriate
To describe her
He knew noble respect
She deserves
She is different
She is special
She is disciplined
Without wings, she is an Angel
She is from the outer world
With a newer height
She is the answer
The lifeline
The key
Being blocked
He thought hours
Struggling to defy gravity
Wrote a note
Confessing
She is a part of me
Jul 7, 2018
Jul 7, 2018 at 8:14 PM UTC
i've been trying for two years and i can't
i've been trying for two years and i can not write
i can not read a book
watching a movie became torture
do any minimally long task
is impossible
i can't do anything i used to
and i don't know what's happening
because i can not even
dedicate myself to music
and these are the things i like
they are pieces of what i am
and then i'm in doubt of what i am now
or, by doing nothing
would have i become a piece of nothing
and that's all i could be?
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 12:07 AM UTC
You can block the past,
and you can block the future,
but you can't block the present.
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 6:26 PM UTC
No double tick on text, bad connection or bad relation....
Jun 6, 2017
Jun 6, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC
They say eyes never lie.
But how can I know,
when yours are always closed?
When you're always blocking out the world?
Never opening up, or risking being exposed?
How can I know,
if truth is what you speak?
when your eyes,
never tell a thing?
Oct 13, 2016
Oct 13, 2016 at 5:33 PM UTC