#flee
If you don't
want my peaches,
then don't
shake my tree,
If you didn't
want to be
bothered,
then I suggest you
go and flea,
I've moved right on,
You can't even
handle me,
Cos,
I'm the
REAL DEAL, and
I'M THE REAL TEA!!!
You wasn't trying
TO HOLLA,
YOU
JUST DIDN'T SEE!!!
So run along
WITH BIG BERTHA!!! and
the rest of
her
MINI ME'S!!!
YOU WERE
JUST A TOOL,
NOT EVEN A FLEX,
I got rid of
YOU,
and
I was LIKE
WHO'S NEXT!!!
You think that I am cruel, and
what I'm doing is wrong
YOU COULDN'T HANDLE THIS CHICA
It time you
MOSEY ALONG!!!
Just
PROTECTING MY PEACE,
POSITIVE VIBES
IS IN THIS PLACE,
I HAD THE TO CUT THE STRINGS, and
GET YOU OUT OF MY SPACE
You M*R F*R
I AIN'T NO SUCKER
NO PEACHES FOR YOU!!!!
THEY WILL GO TO ANOTHER!!!
IT IS A WONDER,
IT IS SUCH A BLUNDER
YOU MISSED THIS TREAT, AND
IT JUST WENT ASUNDER!!!!
B.R.
Date: 5/10/2026
May 11
May 11, 2026 at 12:07 AM UTC
rearrange.
fail flee feel
that! feels more write.
we fail at 90% of out endeavors;
we flee to the recesses
and the excesses;
we feel, most keenly,
our sense of loss,
and yet the inner linings of our
cells, once more greet a Sun-day that marks a mild fresh-ness and our involuntary ****** muscles bend
intro to a small smile,
and once more,
we breach the day with right hooks of positivity, warmth, music, and begin to
remember to
feel feelings, assorted,
and we minutely reborn and the fluids of birthing are wiped away
and coffee seals the deal...and a hopeful day begins and forgiveness
and forgetting is the clean start clothes we dress ourselves within,
and with out, comfy jeans, well worn raggedy t shirt that you refuse to obey, expressly forbid her
to descard,
(not a rypo).
and you annoy her
with twenty kisses,
cause you don't want to spoil her,,,
too much
Jun 8, 2025
Jun 8, 2025 at 8:51 AM UTC
I need to flee this land
I’m pulled down by what I can’t
Something greater’s meant for me
My future is full of curiosity
There’s something dragging me down
Can my success really be found?
I will leave this boring place
And I will find my future in another space
Jan 5, 2025
Jan 5, 2025 at 12:23 PM UTC
Jam-packed case for just-in-cases
No way of knowing when you gotta jam
Loafers with no-loafing laces
No-track tracksuit for no traces
Boxing boxers, bracing braces
Wool-coated trench coat for time on-the-lamb
Racewear dress for dressy races
Full-face mask to hide full faces
High-pace sneakers, sneaky paces
Bent scrambling helmet if hellbent to scram
Sleeveless tanks for arm-y bases
High-jump jumpers for high places
No-halt halter, hasty chases
Hoodwinker hoodie obscures who I am
Jam-packed case for just-in-cases
No way of knowing when you gotta jam
Aug 17, 2024
Aug 17, 2024 at 2:52 AM UTC
I struggle to convey the pulsing fear
that this life of mine may end
before I get the chance to flee to my destiny
Jul 5, 2022
Jul 5, 2022 at 1:13 PM UTC
fear is a tiny seed
planted in my lower belly.
my thoughts fuel the seed
to sprout with gentle ease.
its roots are finally free,
wrapping around my feet,
never letting me flee.
it grows into a nimble tree
whose branches strangle me.
the tree wears prickly leaves
that sting my aching body
until my eyes succumb to sleep.
Jan 31, 2021
Jan 31, 2021 at 11:27 PM UTC
i could pull the sheets
up and over my head
i could shut out the day
and hide from the light
but i can't escape the fear
i hold tight within my chest
will i always be running
in search of something better
wondering if i mistakenly
fled the best?
Jan 2, 2021
Jan 2, 2021 at 2:39 PM UTC
"What is your greatest fear?" he asked.
"For words to flee" she said.
May 27, 2020
May 27, 2020 at 4:51 AM UTC
Under weight of obligation
Around me
Closing in
Can't breathe the intimacy rising
With the moon pressing light on my skin
Wrapping in pretend happiness
Giving the slightest glimmer of hope
Tell me you'll never give up on me
Stars are afraid you won't
You cannot comprehend the fact
Heart is no longer yours
Wriggled loose from your grasp
Spiteful shouts and banging doors
I withstand worsening suffocation
To bury negative thoughts deep
Seems like in darkness they flourish
Finally out of my mouth they seep
I am sure you'll hate me forever
No more reasons growing to pretend
You would just listen to my words
Realize this is the end
I guess I'll have to be firm
Tired of feeling hopelessly down
Why can't you accept the inevitable?
Can't you see we are unsound?
Beams shaking from resentment
Falling down with a crash
Collapsing emotions loud and shuddering
Love's rafters blown across ground like ash
I am still here picking through the ruins
Obligated to give it my all
Mistakes are what caused us to break
Responsible for letting you fall
It is as if I signed a pledge or oath
Caught in a paperless contract
"I love you" my verbal signature
Written on your heart in black
Again and again try for you
Looking back seems like a waste
Forever a cycle of inadequacy
Repeating mirrored expressions of blatant distaste
The feelings flee further the more we fail
With each missed chance to succeed
I am too messed up to help anyone else
I'll never be all you ever need
Mar 3, 2020
Mar 3, 2020 at 3:26 AM UTC
I saw another world,
one that no one else could see
one where stories are true,
and where I would sometimes flee
but you must be careful,
and once in a while
look up,
else you'll end up like me,
-
I think I’ve lived in a dream so long,
I don’t know how to wake up.
Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 1:49 AM UTC
A man lives far
In distant land
He fled home
Centuries ago
Loved ones
Long forsaken
The terrors
Long forgotten
Restful nights
A man set free
Time passed
Nightmares Unburied
A man fled monsters
Centures ago
But twist or turn
Walk or run
All roads
Lead home
Jan 22, 2020
Jan 22, 2020 at 12:49 PM UTC
Out upon my window pane
Willow leaf gusty day,
Early dawn yet arrived,
Silhouette shadows swoosh-swoop.
A storm is coming just you wait,
A mournful reason to remember today.
Tention snap, crackle, and sizzle,
Boiling over results harsh fizzle.
----
Quick run flee fly
Hit past mile and mile-faster full dial!
No game swoosh swash we lost them a while.
Flutter flourish leaves form the figure,
Death has come this holiday season.
Oct 27, 2019
Oct 27, 2019 at 5:32 AM UTC
It's not easy to confess,
because when it occurs,
things will just get a mess,
and someone will just have to flee.
Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 3:44 PM UTC
My demons haunt me in my dreams,
I can’t escape them, I cannot flee.
They lay before me all I fear
And remind me of it until the tears
I held back so long drop to the ground.
They’re falling so freely, hid only by rain
‘Cause the rain’s the only one
Who’s crying with me.
Sep 25, 2019
Sep 25, 2019 at 12:22 PM UTC
due to my dictionary
wandering about
there will be no words
for me to spout
the dash thing took
a hike out of here
where it ventured
to isn't too clear
should I not locate it
within the week
the outlook for writing
shall be bleak
I can't understand
why it left me
there was no logical
reason for it to flee
if anyone sees
a Collins Dictionary
wandering in a field
near your locality
let it know that its
owner wants it back
all will be forgiven if it gets
on the homeward track
it will be full steam
ahead at this place
when my word reference
shows its face
Jul 28, 2019
Jul 28, 2019 at 8:50 AM UTC
When the sun rolls her eyes
A soft whisper reminds him
You’re home free once you lay inside
Barbed wires and lilac thieves
He's cloaked from head to toe
The Promised Land saws at his knees
Raising her head, she cries
Only not for stars or dreams
But to fill as though she is ten, not five
It’s the destination, not the journey they say
Preaching as though you don’t have soil to stay
Listening into the black and white picture screen
Ripples draped in red
They are not called she, he, only thing
Stripped of
Care
Consideration
Left less than animals
Tell me again why you believe this man covered in cloth
Is any less than the man who hides behind a rock
Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 11:45 PM UTC
I can't always run,
But my hiding's not too bad.
A former boss told me
To stay longer for a work shift.
My lips said yes,
But my mind said "Hell no!"
Clocked out,
Casually stepped outside;
Upon passing the host window,
I blitzed to the car, fidgetted with my keys nervously,
And whirred the blazes out of that parking lot.
Each New Year of mine has begun with relatives
Crashing at my family house.
This 2019, I take the interstate back home
To be around the out-of-state.
It's been a long-lasting tradition
And I did what I could
To break apart from that tradition
Even just this time.
At a bar on New Year's Eve 2018,
I relaxed after having made prior reservations,
Just me,
And having moseyed away from family
For just one night.
I'd go to this bar again too:
**** dancing, stellar drinks, young blood...
**** dancing.
Didn't mean to be a Scrooge and mostly not dance,
But at least I escaped and saw new faces around me.
The escape that is never too far away
And is always open around the clock
Is my journal book.
A journal doesn't have to have continents,
Oceans or clouds
To be a world
That revolves around the author.
Natural the paper,
Preserving the pen[cil].
I'm not implying
That I escape this world,
But what a world there is
In escapism.
Jan 1, 2019
Jan 1, 2019 at 8:26 AM UTC
drifting apart
like two sheets of ice
my love.
isn't it lovely?
what once was mine
is now not.
is it me?
am i the problem?
am i ever going to not be
alone?
i'm drowning.
i'm drowning and i can't see the light
that once was so bright.
i'm blinded by darkness
yet my eyes are open wide.
when did i become so bitter?
so jaded?
facing problems i've never faced before
has made me weary.
she is forgetting
me, our memories, everything.
i want to flee.
from this town, from this world
from life.
isn't it lovely?
what once was mine
is now not.
Sep 8, 2018
Sep 8, 2018 at 12:00 PM UTC
Everything is falling apart,
It is too late to see.
No one is left to trust.
Crumbling into ashes and dust,
Lost in a meaningless sea.
Everything is falling apart.
Turn away if you must,
But it is too late flee.
No one is left to trust.
Fight for a fresh start,
If you are too blind to see.
Everything is falling apart.
Escapism is an art,
The world is too chaotic for me.
No one is left to trust.
Moisty eyes and a broken heart,
All I wish is to be free.
Everything is falling apart.
No one is left to trust.
Tanay Sengupta, Copyright © 2018.
All Rights Reserved
Aug 17, 2018
Aug 17, 2018 at 12:14 PM UTC