#concepts
When you tear down her walls
Would you break her fall
Or watch her bleed
On her knees
She's waited so long
To find her feet
And her season
of inner peace
The message is clear
She loves only you
And to thy self
You need to be true
She's waited so long
To find her feet
And you are the reason
She is complete.
Debra Lea Ryan
☼ ♡ ƸӜƷ ❀ ♬
21/22.03.2026
Mar 21
Mar 21, 2026 at 5:57 PM UTC
The ideal person:
would she be loved, or would he --
destroy everything?
Mar 12
Mar 12, 2026 at 3:30 AM UTC
Honor your ancestors, yes?
But some take that to extremes.
Even going so far
As to apply it to themselves,
In the physical sense & mental.
That being the oldest of them,
Instinct & emotion.
For to them the mind is wasted,
For them the body is nothing.
For them the mind is nothing,
For to the body of it is wasted.
In the sense that they are anymore
Man than any other kind of animal,
A concept so tiringly clung to.
So thoroughly discussed is mankind
That its philosophies are disgusting,
Unrecognizably distorted.
Those in actuality & reality,
Cloaked by sick games of telephone.
For to honor pridefulness,
For to shame modesty.
For from pride is derived honor,
For from shame is made modest.
If by death die the lies,
Then execution is the only honesty.
Then dying is the truest mercy.
For therein, what is just?
If in the journey of life
We have neglected to have collected
That of the mind;
If in the path of destiny
We have stalled not to have gathered
That of the soul:
To have connection to nothing,
Free from attachment,
But not to have been liberated.
For three are the siblings.
Yet, thee are siblings;
How shamefully you treat family,
How scornful you are of relatives.
Friends? No!
Acquaintances? Not!
Neighbors? Get lost!
What fields you salt
With crops you allow rot,
Clipping the stems of the spoiled
And smashing in the ripened.
Countless leaves of these branches.
Mar 28, 2025
Mar 28, 2025 at 11:18 PM UTC
he was in love with a concept
because concepts dont talk back
concepts don't hate
concepts don't attack
he was in love with a concept
until his concept came to life
only to realise
the concept was his wife
Sep 19, 2021
Sep 19, 2021 at 5:56 AM UTC
Beyond sacred geometry,
Hides a dark secret.
A secret of stolen symbols,
And stolen concepts.
Aug 14, 2021
Aug 14, 2021 at 9:42 AM UTC
All the whirlwinds that you're caught in
seem to subside for another
At the peak of existence, your worldly presence - meteorically withers
templates of morality sculpt you in the guise of societies figurine
Life's an arc of luminosity that flashes with no time to intervene
Daylight's wasted on the quest of figuring out a plaque, title or conclusion
Chance are; purpose, concepts are menacing distractions, mere illusions.
Being alive in the same land your heart beats, & not in another hallucination
Is in itself the grandeur of appreciating this entire creation.
Aug 11, 2021
Aug 11, 2021 at 3:35 PM UTC
Must “speaking”
be only referred to
in the terms
of the humane apparatus of speech?
Isn’t it not only verbal?
Is it also feelings,
murmur of understatements fleeting,
trees and leaves
in a sage’s patience swaying,
child’s wailing,
Heart’s blazing?
Isn’t silence speaking too?
Jun 14, 2020
Jun 14, 2020 at 8:31 PM UTC
Darkness
a breeze so cold
Blue infects the sky
trees shudder at the sight
Yellow bleeds in
the bullet that killed the night
Apr 8, 2020
Apr 8, 2020 at 2:20 AM UTC
When we look,
At what we've took,
And what we haven't,
The balance is shook,
We classify,
Organize,
Only to feel,
The universes next surprise,
When we try,
To open our mind,
See with our naked eye,
The expanse,
That some think is just lie,
It may make some of us cry,
For no reason,
How else can we deal,
With no reason,
As it breaks our heart,
And drives our mind,
We truly are,
In forever blind,
Forever signed,
To a purpose that,
Can never be resigned,
It breaks itself,
And bends,
But never a yelp,
Of understanding,
Of truth,
It'll take too long to know,
The entirety of this youth.
May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 10:07 AM UTC
Ever wonder what it would be like,
If the world suddenly ceased to exist?
Like a flash of light, a snap of a finger,
Gone in an instant.
Everything we’ve ever done, seen, and thought,
All in vain, like it never even occurred.
For what purpose is life, if all of humanity becomes equal in that instant?
Perhaps it is true that the only guaranteed equality in life is that of death.
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 11:41 PM UTC
Why don't you ever read my poetry?
You said you wanted to,
"grasp the concepts of my dimensions"
but you don't read my poetry.
Where I lay out a map of my dimensions,
and a key to my concepts,
for you alone to grasp,
but instead you stare at my surfaces
from your screen
and decide you know better.
Like your favorite cliche,
I lead you like a horse to water,
but you don't even bother.
You listen to songs that
only one of us likes
and say you heard me there.
You look at your own reflection
in the mirror and say you saw me there,
in the pools of your own eyes,
when I stand just behind your shoulder.
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 5:26 PM UTC
You wanted to be immortal
Spent your days searching for the fountain of youth
Hoping to make a deal with the devil
But my love you've succeeded you mission
The answer was simple
To be immortal all you had to do
Was break a poets heart
Nov 28, 2018
Nov 28, 2018 at 10:05 AM UTC
Who is the see-er?
This intelligence that does not speak with tongue
but it speaks.
It does not see with eyes,
but it sees.
It limits me
and I limit it
to a 3D structure,
and give it parameters
as I water it down to a name
water it down to a concept misunderstood,
because whenever I try to fit it in a box
it becomes imperfect to an inexperienced imagination,
it becomes crude to an arrogant mind,
it turns to fuel for a feud
while it remains as a fact
and we're all left behind.
Oct 9, 2018
Oct 9, 2018 at 8:50 PM UTC
I used to wonder if,
one who enjoys writing
and history
stories
and words
Is bad,
at math and science
I'm finding recently,
that it's really not true
Sure,
science may not be my strongest
subject
But I can take what is,
English
and use it to my advantage
I realized
I could make educational poetry
Funny
fun
strange
analogies
from the concepts
to the stories I love
And that way I remember them better
The world really is a small place
Not just,
among people
But also,
Among concepts,
ideas
Reoccurring patterns
...
Everywhere!
Sep 23, 2018
Sep 23, 2018 at 8:13 PM UTC
As many poets come and go,
I am but one;
When I’ve imparted what I know,
My work is done.
I am here just to say “Hello…”,
This niche in time;
To watch the world, to note its flow…
Put it in rhyme.
Whate’er people may think of me –
Good, bad or mad,
At heart I am vibrant and free;
For that I’m glad.
I bid you farewell now, my friend,
Tho’ we may meet
In distant worlds, should this one end –
As old friends greet…
Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 1:09 PM UTC
I tried to read and understand,
Concepts and rules, plain and bland.
I laughed and fell out of my chair,
Delirious and in despair!
Simple insanity is grand...
Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 10:19 PM UTC
Sitting in a quiet place.
Listening to the ideas blossom in our minds.
The noise never ending.
When our thoughts and ideas dissipate.
They're eventually forgotten.
They were never spoken.
Billions of unsaid words floating around us.
Residual in the mind or not.
Theses words, they travel somewhere.
Whether these concepts were significant or the split second reminder of unwashed dishes.
These thoughts fly someplace calm.
That place, that realm is truly quiet.
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 5:08 PM UTC
Throughout our lives we develop our personality and our complicated states of mind.
And yet we still end up believing in our personal causes like it's world law. And sure, that may the most narcissistic thing I can think of right now, but it's my life is it not?
And yes, a lot of what I just said doesn't make complete sense.
So...
Just bare with me.
I just went through hell.
And it takes the bravest and best of us to come back from that.
You may not know what happened to me, so I'll pick apart my psyche so that maybe I can understand what happened to me.
So here we go.
Stick around if you want the details.
Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 10:54 PM UTC
"You can buy happiness..."
Says the so-called "life expert,"
Families always going on big vacations
With plenty of money, this makes people "happy,"
I listen to this and other things I've read,
Telling people that there's an end of days,
For our sins someone will strike us all dead.
I for one think I've heard it said-one too many times,
They will never overcome this truth which wise men tell!
Always remember, remember well,
One mans heaven is another mans hell.
Dec 22, 2016
Dec 22, 2016 at 3:09 AM UTC
You are my voice, you are not just a pen,
Let us see where at the cross section we meet,
Stars, moonlight, a new moon, this in a dream,
It's the same sky I see when I go to sleep,
Close your eyes love, see what you will see,
There is no harm in daring to dream,
To be different, to find a love or not, blindness or sight
Living factual truth, your spirit in flight.
*These are the endless stories of your unique life,
You will do what you dream, but words only write,
To be in the moment, to see the planets and star light
Glow from your roof top without telescope, near and far,
This is truly the concept greater than popular things,
It is your experience, give it all it's worth, it's all you are.*
Jul 5, 2016
Jul 5, 2016 at 11:41 PM UTC
There is a study of some interesting production
That says that continents drift, but I disagree,
Listen if you will to my theory it's of a sort
That is of a very different decree.
In the beginning a planetoid smashed into the earth,
It would later become our moon, it was larger at first,
This matchless form of damage caused a great impact,
From which would later be whole continents birth.
The lava that flowed would be enough to make
Whole parts of Pangea sink, and huge amounts of
Ocean would poor into, eventually be. But this is my theory,
Why when the damage was done the magma flowed
So much from such areas, it formed what is now the
Colorado mountains, as well as the whole of Australia,
Japan, and the Polynese. I know this is just a theory, but I'd put
All I have into simply wanting to believe. The truth is always
Out there, and this is simply what ideas that I conceived.
Jul 4, 2016
Jul 4, 2016 at 5:21 AM UTC