#genre
Let me introduce you
With you
History ends
With you
So it begins
Now I can see you
Everywhere
In you
In me
Mar 15, 2022
Mar 15, 2022 at 2:19 AM UTC
When you see this
This is that
You are in
Let me introduce you
With you
History ends
With you
So it begins
Now I can see you
Everywhere
In you
In me
Dec 14, 2021
Dec 14, 2021 at 8:30 PM UTC
With every long hair oil massages and
the long tea break on sunday evenings,
mother told me the stories that she lived,
rich with genres.
The ones with her siblings are my favorite,
but there are these little stories that she often repeats.
some brings a tear or two,
and she sips the tea and says what else she could have done other than accepting.
Even with the colorful, rich genres of stories, she never had a dream.
And everytime it makes me realize how much it means to have a dream.
-Gopika Krishna
Jun 4, 2021
Jun 4, 2021 at 11:45 PM UTC
They do have the best stories.
May not be very bubbly
Or comedic,
But thrilling,
At the least.
Horror
Is
The most fascinating
Genre.
Jul 13, 2020
Jul 13, 2020 at 4:16 AM UTC
If my life was a book,
What genre would it be?
I don't think there's a genre for lonely,
Not lonely from other people,
But lonely from myself,
But that's not me,
Not constantly,
There are just days the sun shines,
And the rays seem to miss my face,
It wouldn't be a tragedy,
Even though there are days I think it could be,
I don't believe that my life is tragic,
Tragic things just happen sometimes,
I wouldn't call it a comedy,
No matter how much I'd like for it to be,
I can't imagine how easy it would be,
To only have to laugh,
If this is supposed to be a romance,
The author is doing a **** poor job,
I can't think of anything less romantic,
Then the way that boys have treated me,
But I know life's not that simple,
To be pinned down by just one word,
It leaves the good things or the bad things,
One or the other gets left unheard,
Life is complex and stories,
So many things have happened to me,
There are so many things that I've been,
So many things I want to be,
If my life was book,
The genre wouldn't matter to me,
The important question is,
Would it be a book worth reading?
May 25, 2020
May 25, 2020 at 10:48 PM UTC
Your heart dances a
Funky little beat,
And your jazzy fingers
Strum right along
To the song.
A sugar sweet soul
Made of rock and roll.
Indie lips sing
With an alternative twist,
A little reggae in your step.
Behind your lips, a classical dance;
Oh love, give the world a chance.
A musical melting *** mon chèri.
Darling, you’ll be legendary.
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 11:33 AM UTC
When you
Happened
In my case
Verses switched
The genre
Even I
Do not noticed
I felt that
Signature imprints
Afterward
When you
Happened
May 13, 2019
May 13, 2019 at 10:38 PM UTC
Those little moans,
the thrusting of the hips,
the hush of the mouth,
the rosy cheeks,
that is all you need
when it comes to me.
Jan 15, 2019
Jan 15, 2019 at 12:50 PM UTC
Localize broken eyes,
Fated lies, go retry
Snapping till you awake,
Come back for your own sake,
Testing blows, it's music,
Melodies make me sick,
Hefty stack on the way,
Laughing out, celebrate,
Open skies, nothing new,
Sun outshines all the blue,
Flooded land, rushing green,
Endless too, such a scene,
Fleeing fast, go away,
Made money for the day,
Fortunate, for my head,
Checkmate, kings, i'm not dead
Jan 13, 2019
Jan 13, 2019 at 9:32 PM UTC
An imprint on your face and my mind,
Your dimples curved like gentle commas
demanding I pause to trace those lines
Between kisses of every genre
Sep 26, 2018
Sep 26, 2018 at 12:32 AM UTC
I tried to protect you by not remembering when the rabbis were teachers
and preachers we're on the beaches
Wishes were had in between sheets
Catfish spoken riddles but truthfully
Beautiful ripples in *******
So I was going to invite you over for txgiving but all pathology from the dsm-5 was represented. When I say over, I mean to KFC-
cousin Larry had to work but all the coleslaw and breadcrumbs you can swallow. How bout you did you get stuffed by the poultry-geist?
Aug 31, 2018
Aug 31, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC
1 day back,
“Can you write something ?”, she asked
About what?
[few seconds of silence]
Then,
“Me”, she replied in barely audible voice.
I was not expecting, and had nothing in my vocabulary.
“Okey, I will try.”, she heard.
“But promise me, you will not feel bad.”, I added.
“Why to be?”, she smiled.
Because based on genre, my words need to change the track.
Your choice,
Options as follows:
●Inspirational
●Observational
●Love
●Self
●Clinical
●Anger
●Spiritual
●Fictional
●Haiku
●Prose
******
●Dark
●Abstract
She was speechless.
I got my Space
Probably,
She understood more than I said.
Feb 25, 2018
Feb 25, 2018 at 9:07 PM UTC
A velvet smooth muskrat
her peltry in woods abandon safe harbor
as though a fir tree can alight her gain
yet beneath her surface
that cast doubt in a loom
where her shape desire it
but a charlatan begun ahem
if Tom sheath his wrench
and tries to loosen her again
in Bensalem tonight.
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 6:30 AM UTC
How wonderful it is, to find another with the same taste as your own.
Jan 24, 2016
Jan 24, 2016 at 10:47 AM UTC
inks out of its vessel ,
links the author's influential spell !
Jan 15, 2016
Jan 15, 2016 at 8:00 PM UTC
Yes,
I got bars,
it's not about fancy cars or Lil Wayne rapping about Mars.
So far I am marred and scarred by false charm,
burned and charred that we are stuck in this dung tar.
It's about understanding we are stuck in the under standings so understand this,
can bring raze as I raise and rise to clear out these rinse and repeat Rhymes.
I don't care about the money or women.
Will your Rap make a difference.
Only a few got the conscious to talk about love.
The rest is a pile of **** I put to the side and shove.
Jun 12, 2015
Jun 12, 2015 at 6:30 PM UTC
Drunken texts and phone calls at 3am
Forbidden fantasies of you and me
Stumbling through the city to find where you might be
It's all a trick isn't it,
An impossible dream.
Your apartment door shakes,
Oh it aches for me.
Taxi cabs being forced to drive.
You send me away,
No. Not tonight..
Lipstick kisses and tired hearts.
I always take it that little bit too far.
Oct 29, 2014
Oct 29, 2014 at 6:55 AM UTC
i need some kind
of tune, melody,
rhythm,
so i can take my mind
off my life,
and focus on
someone else's.
i need some kind
of words, sentences,
lyrics,
to ease the pain
that has been stabbing
my heart over and
over again.
i need some kind
of genre, rhyme,
harmony,
to play in the
background,
while i slowly,
and painfully
end my life.
Apr 25, 2014
Apr 25, 2014 at 7:57 PM UTC