#elfuric
If you feel hopeless and lost
Don't panic
Anxiety disorders can pass
They love you
I wish you could see it
Since you can't feel it
Look at the Bright Side
And never lose sight
If you're insomniac
Count your days
You can't count them all
Like the stars of heaven
Dec 11, 2020
Dec 11, 2020 at 5:20 AM UTC
She drains my energy and enthrones my hurt...
When it rains I feel pains inside my frame.
She craves love but knows not
how to preserve it
She weaves wants and calls them lovers
When she is
Heart broke
She only needs
A rebound
That only deepens the wound
Of the heart
Bleeds as it hurts
It pleads afraid to love again.
But foolishly
She gives in to lies
Wide open thighs & wide shut eyes
She tries to moan
But he groans as she mourns
In the morning
He takes off like a raven
For true love only lasts one night if not an hour
Now she shudders recalling when he shuddered
Oh God she is shuttered and severed the slipknot...
Nov 28, 2020
Nov 28, 2020 at 6:50 AM UTC
Man from a worm
And the egg without a shell
Weak and feeble at the start
Yet mighty and smart at heart
He subdues all he sees
And sadly succumbs to all he can't see
Man mighty and glorious
But still plagued by the invisible
Who created life,
And filled it with strife?
Eat today to be eaten tomorrow
Lose today only to win tomorrow
Who thought of an eye
And all the things that surprise?
Or the tongue and the good food?
And the skin, which feels good?
I stand in awe
Because life is full
All the creatures
Are unique
And posses a great technique
Who thought of a man
And gave him this form?
Two firm legs
And two strong arms
Eyes above all
A mouth that speaks
And a mind that imagines
Imagine how easy it is to breath
Think, or to make a conversation
Who gave us words
Numbers, colors and what we own?
Who gave him this mind
One of a kind
He settles not
And searches everything
He finds meaning in the stars
And his mind runs wild
He finds meaning in the sounds
And makes decisions
Man from a worm
And the egg without a shell
Weak and feeble at the start
Yet mighty and smart at heart
Man from a worm
Made by the unseen
From the seen
A biological machine
And a house for ghosts
Aug 2, 2020
Aug 2, 2020 at 4:10 PM UTC
Unscathed I stand
Against the impetus
Of life with strife
Is rife but understand
That by every stride
You leave behind
The man you used to be...
To be ripe
Is to be ready
Like a serpent
Shed your skin
Aug 1, 2020
Aug 1, 2020 at 10:05 AM UTC
Let me chelate your doubts
Maybe you might make it out
I diagnosed your problems
I suggest you fix them
You follow no rhythm
No Wonder why you boring
Like waves in the ocean
Clearly you're flawless
No wonder I am careless
When minds I carass
With subtle gentleness
Aug 1, 2020
Aug 1, 2020 at 10:00 AM UTC
How lost was I
till you came and found me
And how lone was I
till you came for me
I destroy everything I touch
And I ask for too much
I am afraid to admit what we are
For it might change who we are
Everything happened so fast
And I wish I could go back to the past
To that fest moment I laid my eyes on you
Then I would set you free
Because you deserve more than I can give
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 8:05 AM UTC
I can steal you
And take you far beyond pain and misery...
I will bring you the gold in the sun
And the silver in the moon
Cause you flawless like a rose in full bloom
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 9:03 AM UTC
By the time we begin
I fear the intense spark between us
Will set the house on fire...
As we collide and glide in unison
Ignite the house my spouse
Let it explode as we implode
With consuming desire
You will burst with my single touch
Yea sip by sip till I reach that tip
then you slip that magic stick...
Promise you'll pin me down
and never relinquish
Before we recede crushing down
into a weakening ******
By the time we done
You will be numb
Feb 25, 2019
Feb 25, 2019 at 5:48 AM UTC
What if poetry is just an escape from loneliness?
What if most poets if not all are loners
Who find comfort in speaking with themselves?
These poems are feelings unheard
Sadness outweighing happiness
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 9:31 AM UTC
Life is all about choices
Voices in your head
Visions in your mind
And chances
What if you die today?
What will you leave behind?
A legacy?
Or broken hearts?
Small decisions
Big consequences
Such is life
Live it right
At the end of the day
The end doesn't justify the means
It becomes it
You become what you do
And the ones around you
Hate everything that might harm you
Like drugs killing you slowly
Depression taking you hostage
They don't hate you
They hate what you do
Be the best of you
Before you breath your last
Feb 4, 2019
Feb 4, 2019 at 7:21 AM UTC
Time has eroded my perception
Life has marred my perfection
For when I was young I could believe
Easily dreaming big
My mind conceiving in innocence
Now I am scarred and scared
Fed up of life's nonsense
As a boy
I never wanted to grow up
For life had shown me
There is little joy for the old...
For the young are ever frolicking
Then life is still finger licking good!
If time could be reversed
I'd have reversed it to the days
I was still young
For when I was young life was more fun
I looked at life through simple optimistic eyes
And I wasn't concerned about anything
But awestruck by everything
The swimming fish in a pond
The scent of summer after a drizzle
And the time mom cam back from work with candy
I ate when I felt hungry
Slept when I felt tired
Cried when upset
And laughed when tickled
Every experience was as an adventure
And life it self was a wonder
Now I am always agitated
Completing cycles of motion for the sake of it
I have made innocent mistakes
That turned into scary skeletons in my closet
I have weaned addictions that now reign over me
I now have stubborn scars
That won't fade with time
But seem to accumulate more
Some say we never grow
We are still the same children
Now trapped in adult bodies
But I prefer being an adult
In a child's body
For life is usually bliss
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 9:23 AM UTC
Words are meaningless
and forgettable
Feelings are fleeting
and unreliable
Presents get old and worn out
People change
from friends to strangers
And change is inevitable
Nothing remains the same
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 8:19 AM UTC
I was once
Unconscious
Invisible
Limbless
Like a tadpole
I saw nothing
And heard nothing
I had a sole goal
I needed to reach the ****
Before all of them
Only the first one
Could Become
A Man.
I can tell
This tale today
Because
I am alive!
Aug 2, 2018
Aug 2, 2018 at 12:09 PM UTC
Love hurts and Pain teaches
Fire burns and the Wind blows
Love grows and Life glows
It shines like Light showing you Love isn’t blind
But soul kind it ignores all your imperfections
Because love doesn’t mind
It binds, it unites
It makes one out of two
It perfects yet it also can infect your heart
It enslaves, But in a good way.
Falling in love is fooling your heart
Making it vulnerable
But growing in love
Is taking one step at a time
Not rushing to spill the seed
For it might **** your speed, and cut your steed
When you realize you need
Something you shouldn’t need
All you need is love, The Beatles sang
They just forgot to say
Unconditional love…
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 6:05 AM UTC
To stay in the dark
Will give you a fright
U should be a light
Shining through the night
Like the statue of liberty
Let nothing bring you down
Winners never quit
They fight till they win
The crown and the town
You mustn’t sit around
Because you’re a child
Show them you’re wise
Because you’re wild
Go be a big surprise
And always think twice!
Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 10:58 AM UTC
The hate is unbelievable
It taints the walls like blood stains
If love is red and adorable
What paint is hate
For it stains
Our lovely canvass
The hate is visible
Crawling on my skin
Like insects
It's *******
The last drop of love I had.
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 10:13 AM UTC
I try, yes I've tried.
I try to see the good in everything.
I've tried to see the good in everyone.
I've tried, yes I try...
to care but none seems to care.
to be there but none is really there.
Often I'm left alone
To fight my misery on my own
I try, Yes I've tried...
To be insensitive, heartless and inconsiderate.
To be cold as this world is,
So cold making anguish freeze.
So cold like the Indian ocean's breeze.
My heart is a prison with frozen rotten carcasses.
A mortuary where the dead have none to claim their forgotten corpses
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 9:48 AM UTC
Joy comes in the morning...
Or joy comes in the mourning?
While I'm drunk with my tears
Masking my candid fears.
Miles, I run never stopping
Asking none ever hoping.
Boy oh Boy, it's my story
Basking in misery.
As it is I barely sleep. (Weeping!!)
But staying awake weeping only to fall into a tortured sleep
I face it beyond control.
Sleeping is better than weeping and keeping dead memories.
But to me weeping is better than sleeping.
As soon as I slumber I start dreaming.
Let me not say the dream
It's my mine and mine alone.
When it'll be known.
I'll be long gone.
At least that's all I'm told
That I will not hold
On to this fading life till I'm old
Enough to make sense of it all.
My life will be short
And my sorrow so tall.
I think curled up in a ball.
Their arrows poisonous.
I fold myself
In case I start shaking more than I can bear.
I hold myself
My face to the ground knowing it's here.
I told myself
Embrace this, you are overcoming fear.
Mold yourself, I said.
Greatness is becoming what they revere.
Sell your soul and have lies to tell.
Hell awaits such who paly with those who fell.
Well, you can be washed in the Well of blood and be well.
Jun 13, 2017
Jun 13, 2017 at 4:17 AM UTC