#erased
You wiped your hand down my chalkboard erasing pieces and bits of me Leaving partial pictures and words mixed in with blurred memories A smear of dust in white as I go fading away disappearing from your life I was never meant to be in anyway
Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 10:38 AM UTC
Blackened
In shadows deep, where silence reigns, A journey marked by unseen chains.
Through corridors of night we tread, Seeking solace in the dread.
The echoes linger, cold and stark, In every heart, a lasting mark. To depths unknown, we cast our gaze, In twilight's grip, we lose our ways.
Enticed by voids, we break the ties, In newfound space, where darkness lies.
With every step, a story traced, In haste we move, yet time erased.
Jan 13, 2025
Jan 13, 2025 at 2:35 PM UTC
It is a rainy day
I walk
It washes away my fear,
I feel I am letting go.
It is a rainy day
I feel my worries
Wash away from my face,
My wrinkles are being erased.
It is a rainy day
I know
Healing takes time,
But time heals the deepest wounds.
It is a rainy day,
It is dark
But I feel a spark of light
In my heart.
It is a rainy day
And I know
How hard it has been to let go.
Now I heal
As the rain washes my wounds away.
I heal as the rain pours down on me.
Dec 5, 2021
Dec 5, 2021 at 4:27 AM UTC
there's nothing left for me to do,
I'm just a nobody to everybody,
with me they are done & through, already gone & deleted
from their human minds,
like a recording that's gone before rewind,
nothing but their trash,
after it's burned down to ash,
like ashes to dust,
I'm still scattered here & there,
still just making a mess.
Dec 20, 2020
Dec 20, 2020 at 1:37 PM UTC
I would like to slip softly, kindly, into the abyss..
That sweet nothingness, which cradles all in darkness.
I wish to become part of it,
Letting that cold emptiness entwine itself, into my thoughts, smothering them into decay.
I seek to see no trace left, of this mortality I hold.
To let it drift away on oceans of black, eventually sinking sweetly beneath the tectonic plates.
Erased.
Oct 23, 2020
Oct 23, 2020 at 5:36 PM UTC
Life's most precious gift:
To live, we have to just breathe
But there're thoughts beyond thoughts,
Trapped in a realm, yearning to be freed:
If we hold this breathe seize,
We shall seize to live, but leave
But sometimes, to actually live, we have to leave
There's a thin line between sanity and insanity
Erased by our unsay
There's a thin line between Illusion and reality
Erased by our don'ts
This place of gracious enticement
Where we watch us being killed
A place filled with men of slightest thoughts
Amused by this illusional amusement
A place where nothing is real
Full of dos and don'ts, yet no one is free
Though we all came with says and dos
We've not by ourselves chosen to be free
We've trapped all those for the sake of our creed
Why then not hold this breathe seize to actually live
For stance where our thoughts could not reach
For life in a place we've never seen
A place where we're actually free
Why don't we leave to actually live?
—JIBRIL ABDULMALIK ©2019
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 2:42 PM UTC
Love is a feeling
that cannot be erased,
Love is a mountain
that cannot be bent,
Then what is love?
Love is the most precious diamond that is not for sale.
Nov 8, 2018
Nov 8, 2018 at 4:01 AM UTC
You'll wake up sleepy in your bed,
You'll get up and wash your head.
You'll see my text on your phone,
I hope you'll wonder why I'm gone.
You'll get ready to go to school,
You'll see there an empty desk and stool.
Two or three days will pass,
Rumours will start spreading in our class...
My parents will come and say,
It was a tragedy that i passed away...
You'll come to my funeral, I hope you'll be brave,
As you watch them pray on an empty grave.
Only you knew that i disappeared that night...
Underneath the crimson moonlight...
So behind the shadows I'll watch you cry,
When you'll weep in my memory under the azure blue sky...
I will hope that you'll forget me and move on,
But i will cherish your memory and live on...
They'll forget my name in a day or two,
They've done this, before me too...
A town without me a blissful place,
In which my existence was erased...
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 6:23 PM UTC
I was doing above and beyond moving on
I wasn't sad when you were gone
I was doing fine pretending you were never mine
I wasn't scared to have you erased
When your eyes that I once described as a pulchritudinous blue
So deep and true they turned the sky green with envy
Stared at me across the room
How was I supposed to forget the lies they failed to hold?
I was happy till you came into my life
I wasn't perfect, but I didn't mind
I was a vibrant color in the spectrum of life
I wasn't meant to turn so dark as I was mixed with you
Aug 20, 2018
Aug 20, 2018 at 1:16 AM UTC
Painted a masterpiece
In my dreams:
A Chilean villa.
Cactus streams.
A flower composed,
Wilted with time
With muted colors,
Tequila with lime.
Fields of desert
With tuxtla soaring.
Winding paths of
Wood and brick flooring.
A cool wind blows
Through the heat
Over sweaty brows
And sandaled feet.
A moment trapped
That’s never been.
A life of others
Never seen.
Put away my brushes,
Stood back to admire
The deep ocean sky,
The burnt orange fire.
It lay on the table,
Alive on the canvas
When waking did cause
My hard work to vanish.
In memory only
And never shown
Forever discarded
Once beautifully known.
My studio of mind
So often produces
A wonderful concept
With no practical uses.
I’d like to live there
And run those streets,
Take shade under awnings
Sampling savory meats.
But I’ll never go there,
Never see that place.
Never plant in soil
That’s been erased.
That marvelous day
Conceived at night
Keeps the dreaming
Forever alight.
Aug 7, 2018
Aug 7, 2018 at 6:11 AM UTC
Your memory is like a thousand words being erased
Because no matter what
they still leave a dark smudge
Of what they used to be
Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 2:14 PM UTC
How you'll try
To erase
All of the lines
In the book of lies
That you create
How you'll try
To rebuild
Every bridge
That you burn
How you'll try
To discern
One story
From the next
And with every page
Day by day
The more you'll regret
Book of lies
Thick or thin
In the end
You'll never win
Every bridge you build
Every story you discern
Will burn
Will blur
And every second
You have no guilt
No remorse
Is a second that leaves you
Burned and blurred
In your own way
By your own nonexistent moral standards
Book of lies
Oh book of lies
How you corrupt
How you disguise
Book of lies
Oh book of lies
How you stain
No word can be erased
No page rewritten
Oh
How you'll try
To erase
Every line
In the book of lies
That you create
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 6:11 PM UTC
I am but an echo
Of a call
In an empty city block
For the lost lover
Who has crossed the road too far.
Sep 9, 2017
Sep 9, 2017 at 6:03 AM UTC
Click click click
Ding!
Click click click
Ding!
Click click click
Ding!
Goes the typewriter
Each letter pressed with purpose
Otherwise the letters are lighter
And the line losses earnest
Any mistake cannot be erased
Merely written over
The correct letter is paste
But the mistake still remains under
Each line manually changed
The writer can stop and start
But nothing can be rearranged
So each must line must contain heart
Click click click
Ding!
Click click click
Ding!
Click click click
Ding!
Jul 2, 2017
Jul 2, 2017 at 6:55 PM UTC
Poison bleeds through me
I no longer sense your presence.
Time slips away, how does one heal?
Within my mind, I forfeit.
Wrong and right blur-
between the lines
The signs of coldness are recognized.
Blinded by lies,
the heart is now engraved in regret.
Committed sins bang at the door.
Face them alone.
For the soul has been sacrificed for silence.
None of you ever cared.
Dreams were shattered,
and love was forever ERASED.
Oct 21, 2016
Oct 21, 2016 at 6:06 PM UTC
I no longer feel whole,
for I am hollow
Pleading-but emotions dry and crumble
The path I once chased vanished from sight
Affection is viewed as a bothersome nuisance
They all turned and walked away.
I stood there rooted to the spot.
Shock numbed my body permanently.
I have been shunned.
Were they consumed by hate?
Memories of hope rewrote themselves as moments of brokenness.
The ones loved-
Faded and I've been
externally ERASED.
Oct 2, 2016
Oct 2, 2016 at 9:34 PM UTC
The glimpse of shadow in light of dark
He burned her heart of paperwork
Spilled gasoline of demise to soak her
She swallowed the fire of his pride
Erased from surface of existence
He catapulted her to demonic inferno
A monster cloaked in red and smoke
Worshipped the goddess of golden hate
Sep 26, 2016
Sep 26, 2016 at 7:54 AM UTC
Feel the chains change in me tonight
Condense me to evaporate in want
The long of a bounce to another world
Light the fire to burn deep and fervour
A belly roasts in repetitive embers flushes
Hearts tied connate as the essence flashes
A tangle ribboned to last after the dawn
Testify as our sparks infinitely ignite dances
Titaniums of our tectonic plates merge motions
A convergence entwined in bordered emotions
Link me in the convections of transformations
Conversations of a lasting warm benevolence
Paradisiacal chum of a past in resonance
A photographic collection of a lived long life
Unwrap the snare, unwind the erased tapes
Lay back as we hide away behind the moonlight
Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 4:18 PM UTC
When the little individual ego is gradually erased
the small self to the True Self is eventually raised.
With the enlightenment of a person's false nature
ignorance is removed to reveal their real stature.
_________________________
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 7:37 PM UTC
Let me in the car I want to go someplace
I'm getting so ******* tired of the human race
Someone's always up there in my face
Speaking things I don't want to hear
Always right there in my ear
Make them go away, I don't want them near
Their lies they want me to embrace
They're alway in my bubble, my space
My faith they are starting to debase
Their humanity is begaining to disappear
They gawk as life passes them by, just like a sightseer
They are all being controlled by the puppeteer
Can someone spare me a little grace
I need somewhere I can touch base
Because I'm feeling slowly erased
Mar 27, 2016
Mar 27, 2016 at 12:54 AM UTC
I know what it's like to love someone
Love someone so much you feel worried for them
You want them to do there best
Cause you know they are better than that
feeling like everything you do for them just isn't enough
But it is.
It's more than enough.
I know what it's like to love someone more than they love you
When they are struggling the only thing you want to do is help them through
but everything you do doesn't feel like enough
But it's more than enough
I know what it's like to not be treated the same
I know what it's like denying that they don't feel the same
and trying to believe that if you were them they would do the same
Inside you know that you care too much,
But you love them to much to care too much
I know what it's like to be slowly erased
but I don't know what it's like to be loved too much
Nov 4, 2015
Nov 4, 2015 at 10:13 AM UTC