#cleanse
I have trouble with short form,
but why cut the fun short?
what is ten minutes of my day
when the rest of the week
is eager to ruin it
Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 9:18 AM UTC
I'm slowly cleansing content from my feeds
I'm so impressionable, it disgusts me
but I want to use it to my advantage
I know who I want to become,
So I'll only look at things related
Jan 3, 2024
Jan 3, 2024 at 7:55 AM UTC
streamy nights here
your heart beats so fast
we sweat
it doesn't matter when it's us
so much for you
the pulse of me
life in me defined
can be felt inside from within
i can finally see clearly here together
take me when i'm with you
and come with me wherever you'll go
here we lay down in the dark
moonlight cleanses our love
what i would do for our son
Apr 29, 2021
Apr 29, 2021 at 11:00 PM UTC
the ghost in the window has returned
he knows
he knows when you believe him gone
his patience
you cannot outmaneuver patience
he watched us grow
from grunts
to talkers
he knows what you are thinking
tomorrow
you can only win
by giving in
ask him nicely to leave
then beg
then cry
you may find peace
long after your tears
are dry
Dec 16, 2020
Dec 16, 2020 at 1:12 AM UTC
Noisy
Mind Looping
Looking for its way out
As it feeds on a drama
This is not even mine.
Deep breath.
A pause.
Some clarity.
The mind fights.
I'm still here.
In my point of presence.
Come home.
We are here now.
It will wash away.
The waves cleanse
As they reverse away from the coast
the undercurrent pulls
back
into me.
I AM beholden to no one.
I AM unto my own.
I AM here for me.
As the separation fades.
I can see.
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 5:57 AM UTC
*
*Days upon months and
months upon years
I keep to false smiles while on
the palms of sadness
Bathing in remorse,
I wish to be cleansed
and raise with integrity,
climb with dedication
and smile with compassion*
*
Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 11:30 AM UTC
7 The law of the Lord is perfect, [e]converting the soul;
The testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple;
8 The statutes of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart;
The commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes;
9 The fear of the Lord is clean, enduring forever;
The judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.
10 More to be desired are they than gold,
Yea, than much fine gold;
Sweeter also than honey and the [f]honeycomb.
11 Moreover by them Your servant is warned,
And in keeping them there is great reward.
12 Who can understand his errors?
Cleanse me from secret faults.
13 Keep back Your servant also from presumptuous sins;
Let them not have dominion over me.
Then I shall be blameless,
And I shall be innocent of [g]great transgression.
14 Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart
Be acceptable in Your sight,
O Lord, my [h]strength and my Redeemer.
Jun 22, 2020
Jun 22, 2020 at 8:33 AM UTC
The hot shower water
embraces me,
cleansing me from the outside world.
Sometimes it takes my tears,
and often takes my pain.
I'm stripped of the negative thoughts,
as they hurry down the drain.
Jun 1, 2020
Jun 1, 2020 at 1:27 PM UTC
I don't want to get cleanse
I want to be messy
I want to be nasty
I want to be *****
I'm filthy and I love to be filthy
I fall sick but I love it !
Mar 17, 2020
Mar 17, 2020 at 4:53 PM UTC
Came into life on this very planet
Full of water, land, and pomegranate
Given a light to block out the night
The star of flame, what a sight!
That boils our body and peels the skin
This isn’t paradise for it’s full of sin
Planet full of fun and games
Oh, that’s not true? What a shame
A place where nightmares come to life
Bond with one other person and call them a wife
Society isn’t built on the foundations of purity
Charity is old, hide your insecurity
Keep those emotions locked in tight
Hide indoors from the sunlight
The cruel and beautiful paradox
Human life controlled by clocks
Where is my guardian? Where is our hero?
The truth is there’s absolutely zero
Yet, still, we all have dreams
We aren’t hostile cause we make teams
I haven’t yet found my hope
Hanging off the end of a rope
Want to clean the corruption with a bar of soap
Feb 8, 2020
Feb 8, 2020 at 6:55 PM UTC
it's a massive sigh,
almost an exhale of stress.
it's the tension unraveling
from knotted shoulders.
it's when hearts stop running
and simply stroll.
it's the moment of recovery
between profuse tears
and hopeful reassurance.
it's the drop of calm
that spreads over the lake.
it's when the sun stretches its rays
from behind the clouds.
it's the beginning of the end
and the start of a new beginning.
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 5:47 PM UTC
I remember this feeling
Dizzying, exhilarating
I’ve let the darkness in too far
And for far too long
I need to irradiate myself
In the light of hope
I’ve been here before
And it’s so intoxicating
It feels honest and exciting
But I’ve been swallowing lies
I need a detox of truth
Jun 6, 2019
Jun 6, 2019 at 11:35 PM UTC
It rumbles softly
Cascading off leaves with grace
Falling with intentional chaos
Cleansing the Earth
With revitalising purity
May 28, 2019
May 28, 2019 at 8:13 PM UTC
Flowers sways happy
The cool winds gives gentle kiss
Water flows grateful
Let my flames burn bright
Let my wealth flow steadily
Let my mind have peace
The grass can now breathe
They can drink from life's essence
and rise again strong
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 5:21 AM UTC
I'm transparent like a window
but I'm prone to keeping curtains closed
to cover up my youthful,
aching, naked soul.
I used to be promiscuous;
my essence on my sleeve.
a charming laugh; a crystal glass
from which many a fool drew drink.
A chalice of life;
warm like cinnamon wine,
soft like angel's delight.
Beheld by every eye.
But it never felt right;
I was smoke off a fire,
yet still smouldering coal.
Just a young, beautiful
byproduct of desire.
There's no smoke without fire.
Although, I tried to fan it cool;
the flames ran only wilder.
But as the old wind blows, it seems
a withered tree still grows new leaves.
A dandelion spreads its seeds
but they lie far away from me.
Now, I move transcluently-
ultraviolet invisible ink-
I speak in soothing whispers;
they travel further than you'd think.
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 12:26 PM UTC
Good things fall apart which
makes room for the
better.
May 28, 2018
May 28, 2018 at 5:33 PM UTC
doubt fills my head until I am drowning in it
even when I come up for air, another wave crashes over
trapping me under the surge of the tide
a relentless sea
to cleanse this relentless mind
but I don't feel cleansed
for my thoughts are broken and scattered
like pieces of glass on the sand
where waves crash
trapping me under the surge of the tide
a relentless sea
and this broken mind
Apr 21, 2018
Apr 21, 2018 at 12:28 AM UTC
And like that she became wet.
********** before she bathed in the storm.
Umbrella left home, by the door.
She wanted to be cleansed.
Clothes thrown to the side.
Where's the fun in being dry.
To rush every moment that craves to be moist.
Splashing in puddle after puddle.
The Infatuation of being free.
The depth of being caught in a portrait just before it drys.
Covered in layer after layer of heavy blue.
A foam of white.
A kiss that quenches every thirst.
Our lips the brush that sops the wetness.
Forever more.
To purposely be caught without an umbrella
Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 12:36 PM UTC