#deny
What am I to you?
A name to be buried, a story rewritten,
a mistake to be crossed out?
But I am more than ink.
I am flesh, and bone, and breath.
I love. I hurt. I burn with life.
My blood---red, thick, real---
the same as yours.
The same, yet somehow, to you,
it matters less.
And if it spills, let it not be in silence.
Let it mark the ground with defiance,
let it scream against the weight of oppression.
For if my blood, the same as yours, soaks the earth,
who is to say yours will not follow?
You who watch, who stay silent,
do you think silence will save you?
Tyranny has no favorites.
It consumes, and it does not stop.
Not until it is made to.
Deny its hold.
Defend what is yours.
Depose the ones who think they own you.
Or wait your turn.
Apr 5
Apr 5, 2026 at 5:56 PM UTC
Adults.
Some are smart,
Yet some are not.
Fighting over their tiny problems,
Killing people,
Just to make a point.
Nuclear weapons used as
Tiny threats,
Childrens use when you steal their toy.
Censoring people's lives,
Because you have the power.
Jan 25, 2025
Jan 25, 2025 at 2:54 PM UTC
Please know that;
I
Don't want to live
But I
Don't want to die
So I
Become a captive
Deny
My modus operandi
The lie
Is naturally aggressive
Can I
Adapt on the fly
Can't I
Be illusive
'Till I
Can answer the why
So I
Will try objective
A good guy
Give it a collage try
Then I
Become reactive
This stye
Permanently in each eye
I try
But the mole hill's massive
And I
Still have no answers to why
I cry
That's all I have left to give
Still I
Knew better than to be believe in somethin' like an eye for an eye
But who am I?
©2024
May 5, 2024
May 5, 2024 at 2:05 AM UTC
I'm telling you
That it hurt
And you don't
Get to deny that
When a person
Tells you that
You hurt them
You don't get
To decide that
You didn't
Aug 24, 2023
Aug 24, 2023 at 10:56 PM UTC
Free of fears, free of tears
I wander freely
And happily rejoice with materialistic things
Gleefully denying the fact
That death doesn't rejoice with me
May 18, 2021
May 18, 2021 at 8:57 AM UTC
your skin creates peace inside me
creating wrinkles in time
i find myself constantly longing to feel you close
for us to create friction between gravity
our inertia to propel us into voids of pleasure
nothing between us is what i desire
but when you deny me
black holes devour me
crushing my guts into pulp
bleeding me with your rejection
i blend till i am nothing from what i began
May 6, 2021
May 6, 2021 at 10:07 PM UTC
I see you there,
Walking in the distance,
I wish to come to you,
To talk with you,
Alas, my mind is screaming at me,
Telling me to remain,
Keep what is there safe,
Out of harm’s way...
My way.
Throughout the day,
I cannot help but think of you,
But why?
Why am I thinking of you?
I dare not wonder,
For it may consume me,
The danger shall come,
As it always does,
Never leaving me to a moment of peace.
How I linger on the subject,
Making myself apparent as glass,
Hoping it shall not come to pass,
The day I shatter that glass,
Breaking the barrier,
Holding in the thing I hold most secret,
And trying to deny,
The feelings I have come to have,
All for you.
What happened to me,
Have I fallen under your hex?
Though you may not know it,
I suppose I cast it upon myself,
But I simply couldn’t help myself,
We are so alike,
And I feel like I can be myself,
But you would accept it,
Because of the amazing person you are.
Your eyes tell of your sweet soul,
The wonders yet to behold,
Your talk is something familiar,
Like I knew you long before,
Alas, I know not where,
And when you smile,
I cannot help but smile too,
Oh, what am I to do?
One day,
Far from now,
I shall tell you,
But for now,
I wish to keep safe what is here,
This friendship,
Of which I hold on so dear,
Something so fragile,
Yet so strong,
Forged to last,
Alas, the future is unpredictable.
When the time comes,
Shall I be prepared?
I dare not say,
For I know not what lies ahead,
And I shall never try to know,
For life should remain a mystery,
Or would it be a life at all?
- Jay M
September 6th, 2018
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 9:41 PM UTC
Second gilded age
malefactors of great wealth
the oligarchy
still GOD USED ORDINARY
PEOPLE just like you and me
Aug 6, 2020
Aug 6, 2020 at 1:14 PM UTC
Some people don’t want to accept love
They deny it and won’t even thank you for it
Love is a part of respect
Respect for people around you
Respect for people who where there for you
Respect for people who are there for you
Respect for people who never stopped respecting you
Respect everyone how you want to be treated
Everybody has an impact on feelings of others
Make a good impact
Jul 31, 2020
Jul 31, 2020 at 6:03 PM UTC
_Do not deny me,
The lines between us read;
A footnote of a smile
A miniature novella
Cradled in my palm;
Your hand held
Written in our familiar aspect
An epic journey of the soul;
A quiet collision
Of two still quieter gestures._
Apr 7, 2020
Apr 7, 2020 at 3:57 AM UTC
She's begging to me
through rattling teeth
and broken bones
made of ash.
Her body quivers
as cold wet hair
sticks to her skin.
She is begging for mercy
Dare I deny her of it?
Mar 24, 2020
Mar 24, 2020 at 12:33 PM UTC
What happened to those
beautiful days?
Even though I know the answer
but my heart keeps denying
that painful phase;
Mar 19, 2020
Mar 19, 2020 at 12:07 AM UTC
They say the more you try to deny something
The stronger it becomes
Maybe its true
Because the more I try to deny it
The more I fall in love with you
Feb 22, 2020
Feb 22, 2020 at 11:46 AM UTC
catch feelings
for cute girls,
pretty boys.
fall in love.
deny it.
let them hurt you.
hurt yourself, mostly.
get yourself together,
bring yourself back up.
but **** he's pretty.
Feb 13, 2020
Feb 13, 2020 at 2:09 PM UTC
May be forget the mouth
But how can I deny the heart?
Dec 28, 2019
Dec 28, 2019 at 3:34 PM UTC
At your denial you were at your creative all-time-best as you added vivid detail that distracted and buried the facts beneath a story that captured our imagination rather than releasing the truth of the situation and risking the shame of a truer declaration lying a few lines beneath your masterly woven but ultimately deceptive late night conversation.
And you left us none the wiser.
Dec 17, 2019
Dec 17, 2019 at 2:22 AM UTC
the moon demanded our attention
it radiated glowing rings
through a shimmering mist
your eyes were filled with magic
endless glistening stars
captivating every inch of me
the moon had a message
that could not be ignored
despite our efforts to suppress
as certain as the moon is pure and true
there was a profound storm afoot
a downpour
i took a long and deep breath
ensuring that every bit of the cleansing air
became a part of me
i fell into a deep and heavy sleep
the rhythm of the raindrops and the beat of the pounding thunder
composed a lullaby like no other
but, i was pulled out of my heavenly slumber
it was time to wake up and reclaim control
try to find comfort in the wisdom of the weatherman
surely his knowledge eclipses the moon's eloquence
the genuine peace from a lullaby
and the exquisite magnetism between souls
Nov 20, 2019
Nov 20, 2019 at 1:20 AM UTC
Back in July
you crossed my mind
And ever since
you never left
A slow, slow process
I can't deny
I fall for those eyes
every time
A few words
of which confessed
Blah blah blah
I'm still obsessed
Oct 20, 2019
Oct 20, 2019 at 7:51 PM UTC
My favorite gift
is tied tightly around my wrist.
A simple word etched that reminds me
of how my daughter perceives me to be.
This word will forever be my battle-cry.
My 'strength' I can't deny.
Jul 15, 2019
Jul 15, 2019 at 10:12 PM UTC
Brick by brick
stone by stone
I have built myself up
denying the inevitable
that all things
great
and small
fall
when it is their time
that mortality is the flutter
of a moth
so brief and sudden
fleeting even
an elusive thief we avoid
until it robs our home
and there are no riches that can
buy the hand of death
it strikes as it pleases
reaps those who sow
and sows those who reap.
-Esther L. Krenzin-
-Roguesong-
Apr 29, 2019
Apr 29, 2019 at 12:39 PM UTC