#dynamic
When I can’t contain
My inner workings,
Thoughts, desires, breath
I beg for permission
To say please and thank you
For allowing me
To come to the edge
Of all merciful liberation
And kneel at your feet
A mighty altar of the masculine
Energy that defies time and space
Between the carefully curated gap
Oh no, I don’t mind!
If you see it, say it, or sort me
Out for misbehaving
A wild child that needs discipline
And at the same time, protection
From wolves and other beasts
Who prey on my submission
To the Alpha without breaking
My back on tanned leather
Hides that cache my true nature
That switches for survival
When everything else in my world
Has been painted black
Like Domminion.
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 10:41 PM UTC
He taught me
Everything
He
Knew
About
DOMINANCE,
LUST, and
BETRAYAL
Before I turned six.
Jan 21
Jan 21, 2026 at 6:01 PM UTC
A cornucopia of wanderlust rushes through your heart
And out comes the sign of a daisy-covered altar
Bleaching the wind beneath your limestone arches
Giving rise to the spindling spider unburdening its web
Let yourself be cuddled within the feral carnage
Of a crawling lullaby seizing the perfection
Only crafted by a darkened rainy day prolonged
By the flutter of a butterfly's wing in the night
A twilt knighted fighter emerges through power
Of outdated appendages, ignorant and stumbling
Into the daytime needed to cleanse the confusion
Of his or her worship in the picture of a castle
As if it is her, as if it him, as if it is only an idea of reality
Plastered across the pages of another digital escapade
Landing in the marshes that make up your life now
If only you could be found in that messy forge
Aug 30, 2025
Aug 30, 2025 at 12:29 PM UTC
I want to touch your base,
I want to touch base.
Now we're gonna circle back
To our circle ****
Feel the warmth of my regards
Deep in your archive folders.
Savour the tingling of my best wishes,
Between your table of contents.
I want to touch your base,
I want to touch base.
Aug 25, 2021
Aug 25, 2021 at 9:56 PM UTC
People are static.
Dynamic are their faces to you
and your position to them.
Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 8:37 AM UTC
To kiss someone's lips
Or grab them by the hips
One must enlist
In the power dynamic
Inside every relationship
There are surprises
Of different disguises
I must ignore the lies of
Reachers and settlers
Stalkers and meddlers
Those who are aloof
And those who are goofs
The process never foolproof
When animals hide their hooves
I took that dubious bet
I thought it'd be fun
A game of Russian roulette
With a fully loaded gun
There were unfair rules set
That's how you won
A one hundred percent threat
I'd be hurt a ton
It started effecting my health
When I couldn't be myself
Because my self emulation
Amounted to self immolation
So I sought your consultation
For the vacation
Of placation
But you took advantage
At least from my vantage
I could see your rampage
Straight from the Stone Age
Like a time traveling mage
That summoned a cage
There was a pattern
We kept going around
Like the rings of Saturn
Until I hit the ground
You made me foolishly wait to test me
And then hated when things got messy
Now you claim that you're a blessing
For what you do after **********
You must be jesting
Confidence cresting
Never confessing
Or addressing
The emotional underbelly
You just like to undersell me
Saying that I'm underwhelming
I'm talking to a tundra telling me
That it makes me a better me
Apologizing not part of your plan
You tell me you don't understand
You must think I'm stupid
To treat me so putrid
My patience you've used it
So the dead weight loosened
Once I let go of your noose hand
You come back begging
You incorrectly pegged me
As forgiving not petty
I guess you never met me
Or at least said goodbye to the best me
After never acting on the behest of me
And making me think less of me
You've become a pest to me
Not part of my destiny
Just part of the generic sea
Of those I let be
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 3:23 PM UTC
That
thin
line,
Between
LOVE
And
HATE,
I never wanted you,
To
cross,
THE
OTHER
WAY...
....now it's deepened, and it's lost somewhere...Beyond my sight.
Buried somewhere only you could find...
May 25, 2018
May 25, 2018 at 10:12 AM UTC
Way up in the stratosphere
You’ll find me floating here
Trying to find clarity
Through these brown eyes
Finally, see the sun
lighting up these crystal skies
For deep down in the depths
Of this subconscious mind
Lies dormant lines
Waiting to be brought to life
Like a newborn child
I feed and breathe in new life
they are tended to
Fragile and with care
I watch them grow
as they mature into a complexity
So neatly and gently
These thoughts spill upon the page
Welcome to my dynamic wordplay.
©2018 Written By Benji James
Apr 3, 2018
Apr 3, 2018 at 6:03 AM UTC
A soul wandering, on unknown path,
Got myself under the piled wrath.
Unknown I was of my own destruction skills,
Finding bliss was my aim, so I took no. Of pills.
All I wanted to accomplish my dreams,
So I covered up my mouth and ate up my anxiety screams.
Wanted to fly high, so I started to crawl,
I didnt knew I was crawling against the squall.
Threw away hard, I picked up my shards,
In dilemma I was, what to do next now ? I dont want my dreams, my wishes to be in graveyard.
Craving for yet another magical happening, moving forward on unknown path,
Unknown of my needs, dynamic was my nature ;
So I kept burdening with loaths.
Now when I look back, I know what I needed,
I allure the way I bridged and struggled.
The things I kept within me,
Searched like a wanderer.
©heeranshimishra
Oct 12, 2017
Oct 12, 2017 at 8:48 AM UTC
Beautiful is the world
But I don't have a single word
that can all describe how
I am feeling right now
Dynamic could be
the right word for me
I feel up and I feel down
At times I smile
At times I frown
Chaos could also represent
the feelings that was meant
to be hidden and locked away
But now shown everyday
Unknown is a word
for adding mystery
To a story that could end up happily
or in misery
I could be dynamic
Everything around me could be chaotic
But the future is unknown
so it's up to me to go on
and find an answer to the unknown
will it end up happily? or in misery?
But all I can say right now
Beautiful is the world
But I don't have a single word
To explain the flow of this poem
Beautiful is the world
And I don't have a single word
to name this poem
So just like our future
Let this poem be unknown
Jul 20, 2016
Jul 20, 2016 at 11:56 PM UTC
By : Nabs
At dusk, I woke up to find that my whole body alight with pain
From the very tip of my hair
To the very tip of my toe
A pain that struck me deep as it is rooted in me
My head feels like it is not my own
Where my thought are filled with images
Where they took every single memories
Just to replay it over and over again
Although it is some specific memories that they play
( I should have known it was you)
They are images of you
Either the way your eyes disperse the light
Glinting with rainbows as you laugh
Or the tingling of your voice when you speak
Or the little quirks that you have
How you scratch your head when you're confused
Or how you tighten your fist and hold it close to you when you are in anger
Or how you look pained every time someone mention your father
Even my subconsciousness was not safe from you
How in the nights you seep into my dream
And how my mind seem to speak your name with reverence
As if you are a saint and i am a sinner begging for forgiveness
Not to mention
My head feels like it know you more that I know my self
How my consciousness remember every single way your body move
How you react
How you never seem to notice how breath taking you are
You do take my breath away, you know
You make lungs constrict
My throat sore and my windpipes clogs
My chest ache
Just from seeing you brush a stray strand out of your face
( No wonder I always choke)
I know now that you are poisonous
Because often you made my mind sluggish
How you made my tongue numb
Struggling to just say something
I feel like I could die from just being in your presence
Some how, I wouldn't mind that
You seem to have taken over the control
Of the beating of my heart
It is not mine anymore
You took it from me
And i'll let you do it any day
How do I not realize that you poison me?
That you attacked me
No
I couldn't say attack when I, my self are a part of perpetrating the crime
I let you poison me with your kindness
And I succumb to it
Kindness is very lethal I find
Very potent
You are causing an infection
Spreading across my heart
Making it rot
The stench is cloyingly sweet with a hint of pain
I think I know what poisoned me
You make my heart a bruised little thing
Banging across my rib cage
Sometimes I can feel it to thump so hard
I wonder if there are fractures littering my ribs
It is a miracle I do not get a stroke
With the way my hearth clenches
Every so often just by a single word you said
No matter how un important it is
There is something growing inside my body and I know I am diseased
I'm going to be erratic soon, at the rate this is spreading
The rate this is spreading
Why
I know you planted some seeds inside of me
And how it is growing in my body
The pain is caused by them
How it is thriving alive, and ******* me dry
******* life out of my marrows
Making me prone to bend and break
To bend and beg
For you, I would do it in a heart beat
Why do you do this to me?
You do not intend this for me
As I do not intend to succumb in the first place
But intentions will always be intentions
If we do not manage to realize it
One of my symptoms is butterflies in my stomach
How did the caterpillars get in there?
How did my stomach turned into their cocoon?
It does not feel beautiful, the butterflies in the making
They feel like acid and agitation
Now I am trembling
You make my whole body quake
My bone to ache and shake
It is as if you made them corrode,
Maybe that's why my knees shake just because of you
How it will always tremble
How you make my hands tremors
How psychosomatic it is
And I seemed to caught this sickness right to the bone
Maybe I tremble because you are more than I can handle
You with your kindness
Your attempt to become normal
Your fear of closed space
And how you would unconsciously scratch the silvering wound across your heart
Maybe because yours do not rot, you infected me and rotted mine instead
( There is something wrong with my eyes)
As i said, not only that you have took over my heart you also took over my mind
I seemed to still do not mind
My whole body is trembling
My lips quivering
I feel my eyes are watering
I feel my temperature rising
I feel horrible and yet I do not mind this pain
This high fever I am in
Comfort me some how, even if i know that
if I do not get well soon this might **** me
If I do not get it treated, it will **** me
But I am still hesitant to cure it
I do not want to be diagnosed
I do not want to
I do not want to
I am infected
(There's something trying to get out of my stomach)
I am trembling again
And you saw me trembling
You saw me
You smiled, and a snip could be heard
There are a string broken and it might me my sanity
Why do you deny that there was an earthquake
Why do you always deny that
Why
Why
Why do i still got close to you despite knowing
That the episentrum was you
You are a natural disaster
An epidemic
Spreading disease in your wake
You couldnt help it
No one could help being them self
You know I feel pain all over my body
But sometimes the pain felt so intense
That it renders me numb
How do I still exist in this paradoxes of mine
( I fear my liver have stop trying to purge this toxic away)
You make all my nerve go alight
I feel like i am burning
Ashes, ashes is what left of me
I have nothing left of me
You burned me down
But why do i feel so cold?
Yet, I do not mind
Because even as my heart is aching and in pain
Even if my whole body is black and blue
My body is not mine anymore
That was your betrayal, wasnt it?
(At least i still could bask in your presence)
You made me betray my self
(Such exquisite pain you cause me, i want more)
Why do you keep smiling as if you know nothing?
Maybe you do not know anything
(My legs just gave out and I am on my knees)
The poison is muddling my mind
I am poisoned
I already said that
I am trembling again
The butterflies got out of their cocoon today.
They were beautiful, and red with my blood
I still do not mind
You betray me
You causes pain to me
You poisoned me
I still do not mind
You smiled again today
It was like my medicine
I feel like i am addicted
You smile like you were happy with the way i am
I fumble with words now
There is something wrong with my eye
I cannot see clearly
Everything is blurry and tinted
(You said my eyes were beautiful)
I was happy but now I am sick
Why
My legs and hand do not properly work anymore
I feel like someone just pierce giant big hooks in them
Because i keep being pulled
I keep going back to you
My body is not my own, it is infected
You poison me and then you put parasites didn't you?
I was fine
Did you think your poison was a cure?
I did not have anything wrong with me
I did not
Now i do
( I can feel my mind crashing down, it feels like freedom)
The fever is going up again
My words are hazy
My arms taste sweet
I feel disoriented
Why do you need my to be like this?
Wipe that smile of yours
Wipe it
Please
(Please)
I am addicted to you
Your whole presence
I do not mind
What do i not mind?
I am sick, i am going crazy
You drive me crazy
You infected me and you rot me
I still do not mind
(There are tears dripping down my eyes, it is black)
I do not mind
(My heart just gave out)
I just diagnosed my self today
There is a paper thin difference between hate and love
I think it is the latter
I am such a liar
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 10:46 AM UTC
By: Nabs
There is a dream where I woke up upon
Where you greeted me with a smile
At that point I closed my eyes
Again, for the hundredth time
There is a dream when I realize
That this ship is sinking
That the wave which carries this body
Is the one who sang this corroding melodies
There is a bird in this dream
Usually a raven, but sometimes not
Its eyes were made of fire
There is a heart pumping blood on the sand
There is a desert in this dream
Scorching hot and dry
Chapped lips and stolen tears
Under the tents, away from the glinting star lights
There tend to be sorrow here
It is like a piece of silk
and often the universe is cloaked by it
You just laughed when I said that to you
There are secrets in the air
Never before it taste so sweet
With a hint of bitterness at the end
Maybe that's why you're here.
There are diamonds, you say
And I asked, Where?
You just smile that secret smiles of your
There are tears streaming down your face
There is you in my dreams
Lips chapped and smiling
You keep walking away with gleeful steps
"Oblivion!", you said with abandon
Why is there always apologies hovering between us?
Ready to tumble from our lips
You hold out your hands to me
You asked me to take it
You asked me to take it
Do you remember the stars?
I once asked you
You just smile that sad smile of yours
And keep looking at the sky
At that time I wondered why do you keep smiling
When your eyes look so sad
When there are wound marks gracing your wrist
I never asked how they came to be
"I'm sorry", you often said
"For what?", I would reply
"This", you said with that sad smile of yours
I always wondered why would you say that
You hold out your hand to me
You asked me to take it
You asked me to take it
The first time i met you
There was a withering flower wreath laying on top on you
You were sleeping
Six feet under
Dec 5, 2015
Dec 5, 2015 at 10:33 AM UTC
By Nabs
Cacophonies of sound, greeted us to this world.
For you, an angry guttural rumbles of disappointment.
Made courtesy of your father, whose glare would make your heart harden into steel but rot on the inside.
For me, was a choking silence that sounds too loud, too empty, too there.
But it was familiar and it was better than being completely alone.
The rain had been coming for a while.
Seeping into the marrows of our bones.
Drawing bitter smiles and bared teeth.
From two strangers that happen to collide with each other.
I want to say it was beautiful, but It wasn't.
War is never beautiful.
You were made from the finest china.
Crafted from ivory, patterned with delicate blue bamboos.
Your bones creaked at night, hollowed because life it self was nothingness to you.
So why would you let your self be filled with hollow?
You would rather let them filled you with glass
Shard of sharp fragment of others, pushing everything into your cup.
You tried to not mind how it gots cracks lining its smooth surface, how at some place it's chipped, and how it always on the verge of breaking
I can see you long for it, to just shatter.
I know I wasn't what you wanted.
I am not made of cotton candy or sunshine.
I am not full of the sweet words you long to hear.
I am not capable of being your light nor your saving grace.
But I can see you for who you are, isn't that enough?
"No it isn't", you replied with fury in your eyes.
"You dont know me", you spit.
"Dont pretend like you do!", you growled
As we battle each day, gritting our teeth and slamming our soul.
The noises that was buzzing in my ears sounded almost like a prayer.
You hated the cracks on your tea cup with vehemence.
At night when you feel asleep, tired from hating the world and yourself, you would dream of a world where you do not exist.
"Please", you screamed.
I find that too painful to know, so I just stabbed my self in the heart.
Bleeding out the warmth I felt, leaving me feeling like winter is coming.
"Do you remember how long this war had raged?"
I asked to you, when a sliver of peace wedged itself between us
You looked at me, and I looked straight back at you
You went quiet, lip pursed, shaking your head.
"There's no war".
It's raining bullets, a gift form you to me.
I cracked a smile, one that so very brittle and hungry.
The smell of gun powder eloped me, and I pretend that it was a hug from you.
I almost didn't catch your whisper,
"It felt like eternity".
The bullets felt more like flower petals, now.
We often dance this odd waltz of our.
Broken parts of our self, steps that retreats, pieces that are incomplete
Yet when we dance, you flashed this rare smile of yours.
The one that you tried so hard to forget because you told yourself, you don't deserve to.
So I wound you closer and closer, wishing that we could meld like this forever.
But forever existed after death, one of the thing we don't agree upon.
And this felt like eternity too, I wanted to shout.
But I didn't, and you walked back to your empty castle.
It's too cold outside for angels to fly.
Some day, I see my self splintered on your floor.
Lying beside your shattered mirrors.
Blood staining our hands as we gripped each other cages.
I wish this would be over, but I know Im lying.
We are caged, You and I.
Shouting pleas and prayer to be let out.
Soul stuffed in a heart shaped box.
Beating against our ribcage.
No amount of clawing could get us out,
for the keys have been lost in the mist.
The day I asked you to abandon your castle,
You got angry until I asked you to move in with me.
You had this awed look on your eyes
When, 'yes', slipped out your tongue.
A truce.
One I dearly wished would last beyond time.
I find you breathtaking.
A contradiction of shattered and whole.
An universe caged inside a fragile vessel
And yet you never realize that.
You always said that you are a monster.
One that said I shouldn't get close too, one I should have stop battling.
One that said they should've stop clutching me.
"I'm scared that I've decided to never let you go"
"I wont leave you"
When we lay beside each other,
I would trace your spine down to your back
Wondering how can't you see how beautiful you are?
The way your eyes are warm, despite your insistence that you are a cold *******
The way your kindness shown through your mercy.
How tender your heart is and how you cannot hate God for chaining you to life.
You hated your self instead, as a form of repentance.
We are always walking on eggshells,
Of boundaries and blurred lines.
Playing skip with each other,
Waiting for the other shoe to fall.
"Why are you still here?", you said while cradling me in your embrace.
"Because I wanted to", I replied.
I didn't say the other reason.
The one that want to say it's because that you do not realize when you cracks, gold will ooze out to fix it.
I closed my eyes and inhale the scent of coffee, robust black coffee with a hint of mint.
" I'll always have your back, no matter the road you choose", I said when you got back to our home with red tainted feathers clutched on your hands.
You stared at me, gaze searching.
I stared right into your eyes, hands poised to knock at your window.
I knocked.
You took off your tattered mask,
I looped my hand around your neck.
"You do not need to shatter your self more just to be perfectly broken"
Dec 3, 2015
Dec 3, 2015 at 9:34 PM UTC
Things aren't that way between us.
But if he opens his arms,
I don't hesitate to run into them.
Things will never be romantic,
But I still get lost in his eyes
And forget to speak.
We will never feel that way,
But his smile feels like my only joy
When my days are filled with darkness.
Things will never be "more",
But his presence brings me relief.
I don't know how it began,
Where it will lead,
Or how it will end.
But I know that my love in some way will remain.
Simple and pure till I live my last days.
Nov 27, 2015
Nov 27, 2015 at 2:50 AM UTC
I'm the Krispy kreme De la creme,
a diabeaTease,
you can't handle this!
Cause you dieting?!
***** please!**
Piece by piece of cake
you found your obese!
And yes the truth does hurt
but no worries
if you want something
sugar Coated I'll order you dessert...
Go ahead and cheat
Apr 16, 2015
Apr 16, 2015 at 2:23 PM UTC
Where words fly
But carving exists
I am too ancient to be new
I am glued to the truth
Not to any falsehoods
I carry the same precision,the same hue
Dig out my birth and you'll see me same
Lying motionless,fighting the time change
My shadow hasn't changed
Nor it has tried to run away
To the mere fact of being new
Where only illusions exist
I display the glory,the mighty wins
While people try to absorb me during their blinks
And now the time plays havoc
Tyrannous is he
But I stand-motionless
Dead but alive,
Alive, for the truth I display
Scratched are my walls
By the new lovers
Broken are my idols
By the gruesome manipulators
But I stand-motionless
Steady but lively
Fighting all foes
I'll be me,the old me
Cause I'm mellow
While new is hollow
And by each passing day
People flock to see me
Full of brimming curiosity
"Ah,what a beauty" they say.
Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 12:35 AM UTC
I fall in love with dynamics.
I am intrigued by chemistries.
But people, in their own right,
Have never stolen the breath from me.
The interaction between one person and another
Can entertain me for days, weeks, months
To see how their dynamic works, how it functions
In any and every situation, at least once.
Dynamic is not something everyone has
Chemistry is not ensured from birth or at all
Thus when I see it, positive or negative,
It grips me, holds me, keeps me under its thrall.
I do not fall in love with people.
It is a fact I've come to accept.
People have never inspired adoration, no,
I fall in love with dynamics.
Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 10:33 PM UTC
We are each our own moon.
Charismatic souls reflecting sunlight,
As if to illuminate a room,
We glow against black, void; an endless night.
Like a caterpillar to a butterfly, emerging from a tight knit cocoon,
Spreading each wing, confidently slicing the evening air…taking flight.
Or even a flower freshly bloomed on a midsummer’s afternoon.
The moon: a flower, silently smiling despite the plight.
Aside from what each day shuffles in; each night simmers out
No matter how often we feel we have lost ourselves…
Or leave way to fill our heads with doubt.
With recurring assumptions of a worldwide redemption:omnipotent stealth.
Needn't some take longer than others to sprout?
Staring blankly into a mirror, or a moonless night sky: hungry for answers, yet facing an empty shelf.
However, that doesn't infer we embark on a divergent route.
Simply due to lack of clarity, lack of reasoning behind each card dealt.
With that in mind,
Just as the moon,true colors may dwindle…they may fade, yet in essence are always there.
Even on a cloudy day, or when the sunshine is at its peak…and just as well for the blind.
Full moon, half moon, new moon…waxing, waning: dynamic phases the night sky shares.
Moon phases;moody faces…natures way of emphasizing personality defined.
Notwithstanding the dark side, each moon may wear.
Like a guilty pleasure manifesting in a secret shrine,
We all suppress a certain side; to pompous to face reality genuinely bare.
Fragments of our faces may always be hidden,
But there’s one thing that will never absorb into the eclipse: emotion.
Some figure each phase, each wave of vibes … simply fate already written.
Devils advocate begs to differ… let your mind emit all distraction and harmonize with the ocean.
Effervescent rays,warm barrels in which emotions, old and new, have ridden.
Chaotically contradicting thoughts, pulling and pushing, creating the paradox of serene commotion.
A world of words from each moon face: a beautiful encryption.
We are each our own moon, written in the waves, compelled by life’s devotion.
Apr 9, 2014
Apr 9, 2014 at 1:13 AM UTC