#intimidating
I knew a witch once, of course she was a good witch, a white witch or so she said
Although I noticed if you ever ****** her off, she wouldn't be long turning into a Black witch
Suddenly she was going to use her power and put a spell on me and I'd be sorry
"Yeah, yeah, yeah", I thought, "there's always the scary mask, isn't there"
No matter where you go in this world
You go to a solicitor/ a Lawyer and they pull out all the legal jargon to bamboozle you with
You go to the Tax Office and it's all Taxspeak, they speak in a strange language all their own
They look human at first but then, then they pull on the scary mask
You go to church and it's all so called Godspeak from out of the Bible
They dress in fancy robes and speak down to you from a pulpit
And of course, the church is very big and well, you! you're very small
And the world likes people made small...the smaller the better
Yea! there's always the scary mask
But what about the human behind the mask
Where's the human that was... that was once a child.
Jun 13, 2025
Jun 13, 2025 at 6:36 PM UTC
It's rather scary,
New faces that you've never seen.
No traces of the memories.
A blank canvas.
Friends to make.
Hearts to break.
Rather, my heart, I should say...
It's rather scary.
Mar 20, 2020
Mar 20, 2020 at 2:30 PM UTC
I see hidden things
I'm looking into my soul
What should I see there
It is intimidating
It is impressive to view
To actually see
You're own true identity
You're very own self
Is it worth the look to see
To see who you really are
To feel your own soul
Open and vulnerable
Opened for viewing
Take the time to see inward...
Brian Hill - 2019 # 209
Aug 18, 2019
Aug 18, 2019 at 9:46 AM UTC
Your tone was like a blade,
that skimmed her skin.
Your words had cut deep,
stabbed her heart;
scarred her soul
and embedded itself into her memory,
playing like a loop in her head.
For your words are now ghosts that hunt her
in the darkest of times,
making her sweat smell like terror.
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 9:19 AM UTC
I felled
and heard claps.
I cried
and heard laughs.
Was I SUBJECT to them ?
Or VICTIM to life...
Asked for directions,
Being sent to maze.
Felt loneliness of crowd,
While chasing my CROWN.
Was I Intimidating?
Or talking is all what they got !!..
Still rise above of all,
By listening to the songs of my soul.
All the noise dies down.
When they lead me HOME.....
Nov 2, 2018
Nov 2, 2018 at 10:29 AM UTC
A brief flash
Of brown
And blue
I saw her
She saw me too
I didn't mean to look
To stare?
But in that moment
We were both
In err
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 2:18 PM UTC
I get embarrassed when you read my poems
And you know they're about you.
I get shy and nervous and scared you'll run away.
I don't have the words to say
How much I love you
But I try when I write to you
Things I think you'll never read
And then you see them and my head spins.
Is it too much? Can you love someone too much?
Is my love intimidating? Probably.
There's a lot of it to give.
But if it's intimidating to you then maybe
You don't deserve it.
Maybe
Are you overwhelmed by your love for me, too?
Feb 13, 2018
Feb 13, 2018 at 3:57 PM UTC
She resonates intimidation,
Playfully,
Air of confidence
Strewn within
Loose, effortless hair.
A smile warm
And attractive
Despite imperfect teeth.
Wings; black and inked
Make her eyes fly.
She's alive with voice,
Drawn images
Making their ways on to skin.
Alive with enthusiasm
For all things smoked.
And it's impossible
Not to light her cigarettes-
Which you give to her-
Without some sensation
Of love.
As you watch,
Her lips clasp the filter:
Pulling in fire to light
Her buzz.
You want to be a part
Of the same songs she sings.
You want her in your life
As a constant.
Almost like I know I used to be,
Except your craving for her
Doesn't diminish
After large doses of time.
I'm a novelty,
Sizzling out.
She's a drug,
An addiction
Just beginning.
And we both know
How you are
About those.
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 9:25 PM UTC
Oh, shivering cold,
Oh, lingering end.
Oh, terminus untold,
Oh, verminous fiend.
Dear and everlasting trend,
Severe, loving old friend.
Apr 1, 2014
Apr 1, 2014 at 10:09 PM UTC
a thick layer down,
and a thick layer up,
to look scary and intimidating
it's the goal,
but the magic
isn't working when
you're around,
because you see past
my flaws and
straight to my heart.
Mar 29, 2014
Mar 29, 2014 at 1:00 PM UTC