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Hear, the crumbling of the Earth
Here, the end of Venus' birth
As I lie in bare land with bare feet and swollen eyes
I found that my cries mean nothing in a rock where the air reigns in a voiceless bound
--My cries mean nothing in a rock where every part of my being is the Earth itself, resound
I.
Hear, the crumbling of the Earth
Rumble, tumble, crumple, stumble, crumble
I clung to my lungs as the minuscule particles start to dwindle
I reached for my nostrils and felt the spills of aeolian thrills
I opened my mouth and tasted the brittle sand from a forsaken land
II.
Here, the end of Venus' birth
My love, disintegrating, shattering in robust fragility
Fluvial murky patterns, ruining steps of vitality
Disintegrating, shattering in quiet intensity
Tides formulate the next city of Venus' death
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
At last, I lie in bare land with bare feet and sunken eyes
There will never be a winning fight against the inexorable decay of time
In the name of violent rage and anger --I gnashed my teeth
Until my jaws begin to fracture,
Teeth,
falling a
p
a
r
t,
there was never a fight to begin with...
Jun 7, 2025
Jun 7, 2025 at 9:20 AM UTC
there’s this boy who looks like my first celebrity crush
he’s taken by a beautiful girl
with cherry painted lips and a golden smile
oh, what i would give
to get lost in the labyrinth of blossoming love
to hear the accordion singing its recycled cheesy song
but it dives and curls and the wind is blowing in a strange manner
exhausted feelings catch up to me
there’s this boy who makes me scared for my soul because i like him so, but i’ve never met him
that’s how all my love songs go
nobody ever realizes
nobody ever knows
they always slip through my sweaty fingers
and their deep voices just become shallow echoes
there’s this boy who is the star in every show
there’s always the side character who pines
and never gets loved
it hurts to be so empty
Nov 19, 2022
Nov 19, 2022 at 3:02 PM UTC
O you bleak, bleak little soul
Tell me, what do you want?
The crescent shines a quiet heaven
And winds whisper on
What do you want?
Ask, and have you shall
Ask, ask, ask on
Blue fires smiling green
Or ashen papers soaring up the dark
Two nights ago
We tore an old notebook into
Rootless pages
And crumpled them into *****
One upon the other slept
As the matchstick kissed herself a flame
And shrivelled up like a worm
The papers gleamed from inside out
dragon dens, alive at last
And they smoked all the curses
We dare not utter
They burned themselves away
And fire, the fire followed
The embers remained
They twinkled on the black concrete
Daughters of the sun
Quietened beneath our shoes
Tell me, you bleak, bleak little flower
What is it you ache for?
Dawn brings forth his circus
And hues fill up the world
Why do you weep?
There are drinks that
Make the tongue dance around
Spices as lively as bees
Women prettier than stars
feather touches, and tender seas
voices that dance steady and slow
There are glories on the mountains
Waiting to be loved
Rings and rollercoasters,
Rooftops there are
Ask, ask, ask away
Bards, and beaches
Prayer mats stitched with gold
Thunder upon chirping cities
Moors, and meadows
Museums of all the futures ahead
What do you want?
Ask, ask, ask it all
O you beak, bleak little moon
Why will you not speak?
Jun 5, 2021
Jun 5, 2021 at 8:29 AM UTC
i wish i could explain your smile,
and how it cures me when i’m down.
i wish i could explain
the small things you do,
and how it makes me smile
when i have no reason to.
i wish i could explain
the sound of your voice,
and how it calms my aching heart.
i wish i could explain your laugh,
and how it makes any
tiring day bearable.
i wish i could explain you.
and how just seeing you
makes me feel at home
and complete.
Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 8:27 PM UTC
I can't think of a poem to post today so here's a vine compilation because we're emo here.
https://youtu.be/AfaPJZ0n66k
Aug 9, 2019
Aug 9, 2019 at 7:36 AM UTC
With these unknowns
These powder bones
Slip across't each other
Just to miss their mark.
Ready for the coming seasons
In no particular order
The sun comes up at different times of day.
The moon really is my best friend anyway
Because you're the one who watches over my dreams every day.
Apparently the thoughtfulness that I escribe
Unto these phantom pages coule magnificence readyness.
But they're kind of just random mots that somehow convey the way I feel at the time.
It doesn't even have to make sense.
But it always does in the end.
Au revoir
Mar 11, 2019
Mar 11, 2019 at 7:43 PM UTC
That's when I realised;
I'm not very good at writing dramatic single sentences.
Oct 21, 2018
Oct 21, 2018 at 6:06 PM UTC
I miss you,
More than anyting.
More than earth and sky and sea.
I miss you,
And the sight of you, which I've yet to see.
And I wish you were here,
So that I could ask you about you,
And inadvertently learn something new about me.
May 27, 2018
May 27, 2018 at 11:45 AM UTC
I've had ham in donut sandwiches
rattlesnake etoufette
frog legs in a home made stew
meat in every way
Elk in a casserole
venison bourguignon
fish made with finest wine
sautéed roe, right after spawn
Lizards mammals plants and fish
you name it I've been there
my favorite of all I guess
wet ****** with
no hair
May 24, 2018
May 24, 2018 at 10:34 AM UTC
Jemari mulai gemulai
Dikala ia mulai melambai
Bahasa tubuhku tidak diragukan lagi
Lika likunya sudah tertebak dari haluan pertama bapak satpam
Dia mulai menyapa
Aku teriak keras
hatiku yang teriak
Hawa panas tubuh beriringan membara bersama
Peluh terbawa jatuh dipipi
bisa bayangkan, bagaimana wujudku waktu itu....
Kini, segala fana itu harus di nikmati, entah menarik, suram, dan basi
Aku pikir, kapan lagi akan bertemu dan beradu argument sedekat itu
Kapan lagi berdialog serius dengan elokan tubuh cukup dekat
Kapan lagi aku bisa pandangi wajahnya 4 cm lebih dekat dengannya....
Jadi kupikir, aku harus syukuri, jika nanti tak bisa lagi. Yasudah ku kenang saja....
Nanti senja jadi pelengkap saat mulai mengenang moment itu, sudah ku jadwalkan
Apr 14, 2018
Apr 14, 2018 at 5:25 AM UTC
It appears that there
Are lonely hearts on here
Strangers that long to greet
Worlds apart prepared to meet
To extend friendly word
Across lines and boarders
To dry their subtle tears
On a friendly strange freeloader
It appears that life
Is getting older
Colder and bolder
And so I share
With all my lovers
My busy hungry shoulders!
Dec 14, 2017
Dec 14, 2017 at 7:26 AM UTC
at the end of the day
you still matter
to me
a lot
but i wonder
my love
do i even have
just a small
space
in your
heart?
Aug 31, 2017
Aug 31, 2017 at 10:05 PM UTC
I know
I can never make you smile
The way she does
The way he does
I know
You'll say it's pure nonsense
But when you smile at me
And at them
It's different
You write poetry about her
And even though
I didn't know you then
It still hurts
Do I like you
Do I?
I don't know how to answer
I just don't know why
I love your smile
It was what caught my eye
When I first saw you
Across the class
I forgot about you
Then I remembered
But it still didn't matter
Even though I tried
I want to make you smile
Like they do
But it's impossible
me and you
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 4:19 AM UTC
When the lights dim down is when the fun begins.
You cant seem to see a thing.
Every other sense so much stronger than before.
You question your sanity.
Wow this is really happening.
His warm breath against your skin,
You freeze..
His arms around you so tight
Like he'll never let go
You never want him to
His soft lips pressed against you neck as you moan.
His finger trails your spine
All your self-control melting away.
Lust in the arms of another so it seems for a night.
Of the seven deadly sins
*** was most obviously the best.
The pleasure, the pain
Oh what a joy it was.
Night after night...
Right before you wake up once again.
Dec 13, 2015
Dec 13, 2015 at 10:34 PM UTC
1.
Sometimes I forget just how much I love your face.
It is so open, but I still can’t tell what you’re thinking.
Sometimes I forget just how much I love your voice.
It’s so clear, and I wish that I could hear it all day long.
Sometimes I forget just how much I love your hands.
They’re soft, but not too soft, and I wish I could hold them.
2.
Sometimes he looks at me like I’m the world and I freeze and I don’t know what to do
Because there’s someone else he looks at like that and she’s more than I am
But he is more to me that he his to her
He is a world to me and only an island to her
But regardless
Sometimes he looks at me like I’m the world and I melt inside
Jul 5, 2015
Jul 5, 2015 at 11:45 PM UTC
Sun knows not my skin
Sky sees not my face or hands
I am winter's glow.
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 4:17 AM UTC
The window seems to move away
It's all very grey
As I seem to plummet down the rabbit hole
It all started with a stroll
I may have lost control
I will reach my goal
I will touch the light
I don't need a white knight
I will burn the night alight
Let's ignite the rabbit hole together, tonight
See the skylight shine bright
We will be reunited with the window light,
I can see it through the keyhole
It will not happen overnight, but we will escape the rabbit hole
May 30, 2014
May 30, 2014 at 11:11 AM UTC