#lego
A primary colored spine,
holding the tantrums of a kingdom.
Elephants scale the handle,
monkeys swing from the rim,
a vertical chaos of paws and tails.
Between the wild,
plastic petals bloom,
flowers,
like her wide bright eyes,
rooted deep in the gift she gave.
It is a sprawling living ark,
dripping with stray life,
a jungle in my hands
keeping the tea warm!
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 6:24 AM UTC
The
Hallways of hell
Must be
Littered with Lego's...
.
Dec 22, 2021
Dec 22, 2021 at 10:43 PM UTC
Taken in God's arms forever.
The physical realm has lost its power.
The spirit world is where I am born.
The physical world mere Lego to form.
Mar 29, 2019
Mar 29, 2019 at 3:31 AM UTC
You treat me like a Trash
Thought you where my Johnny Cash
Thinking that we could make a pack
But you lock me in the dark
You treat me like a toy
Thinking I'm full of joy
but you slowly ripping me apart
Breaking walls down like lego parts
You throw me in the mad
like i was just a door mat
You left me inside my head
thinking I was all dead
Mar 5, 2019
Mar 5, 2019 at 5:43 AM UTC
Fits in piece by piece
more pieces more strength
You can build anything with...
Lego Blocks
Then break what you built
reshape and construct it
as you remake what once was
into something new with...
Lego Blocks
Build a plane
Build a dragon
Build whatever you can imagine with...
Lego Blocks
Excrutiatingly painful
stepping on a single one
hop hop hopping around
shouts filling around with...
"Lego Blocks!!!"
Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 9:15 AM UTC
That Singular Lego Piece,
When I was younger and
life was just walls...
That where just falling down
around me,
I found something.
A single piece of Lego.
And on it scratched into
it where three words...
Always build higher.
Where my life had been
even at such a young age.
I thought
the only thing walls were,
where ones that crumbled.
But after that moment,
when all I fell upon
where pebbles of lost moments.
That could have built
higher but crumbled, like so many.
That one brick, built me higher
than any singular instant.
And to this day,
I have never looked
at another lower,
or higher than myself.
For ever brick is built on the strength
of another taking the weight
of the one below it.
And without that strength below,
we couldn't build ourselves
to the height we are today.
Everyday I wear that brick around my neck.
Not to weigh me down, but to realise,
that below every brick
is another holding us up
with there strength, and without them
we would crumble.
Dec 16, 2018
Dec 16, 2018 at 6:10 AM UTC
For the man has been changed,
dressing in a mirage and false attire
building a castle in his schizophrenic mind
for so long he guessed it was mist
his mind limboed by their words
'we are architects of the sand filled castle' they scream
they say he uses pity power,
so they tell him his pseudo-castle is bliss
For the man has been changed
the realisation is the ****** in his heart
he was right, their trust is a facade
they say he uses pity power
so they have to stay with him in the hard-times
For a time, I too thought my bed was laid,
unraveled the best wool for this bamboo sheets
all for me to realise that every utterance of love
that came from their lips
was but for them on a pressure cooker; making me the chef
though i took a journey, i started to understand they were never with me
they knock me off my perception stand
my candle light burning without light
though now they do not understand, for when they shall, standing not shall i be
for my heart has taken a bow
For a time, though i have sailed through them endlessly
and became an anaesthetic mind for their sake
for the man has been changed
though they say he uses pity power
this lego victim is the solitude man
and He's back.
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 1:57 PM UTC
Defining Lego Moment? What is that, I don’t own one!
Life growing up was unacceptable – it was chemical and dispensable
My life has never been a bed-and-breakfast - early childhood memories got me ill and susceptible
Tryin’ to find a good early childhood memory is like NOT passing “the test”, because I wasn’t in class. So I ask, what’s next?
Defining moments were replaced by worries and doubts, fears and shouts
My, oh my, why couldn’t I have been brought up in someone else’s house?
I’m just me. So why can’t anyone see I’ve got dreams I want to turn into reality?
I know, maybe I’m adopted! Oh, I could only wish that I belonged to a different home
So who knows, maybe I’m supposed to grow old in a world where survival is at the core of my bones
Future me, I hope that you see, I’m not like them, nor do I ever want to be “like them”
-----------------Fast forward to today ---------------------
I thank GOD for the life I was given and the road that was driven
I’m here because of those dreams which started out as fears - I’m what I am because of those years
I know that I wouldn’t’ be here if it wasn’t for those days of dysfunction and tears
I’m at a junction in my life - I’ve realized that my unction in life is an exponential function that shines like a bright light
My tears have been replaced with people who are sincere and true
I no longer have to worry about the black and blue, now I can simply wave ado…
So I chose to become not what I saw, but what I knew was right in my heart. I leaned on God and learned from stressful nights that choosing the road less taken was all part of this plight
And here we are today….
Now, what does this say, about me?
It says that I’m a child of Destiny, not a child of Disney
It says that I’m a child of God not a child of the Devil
It says that I am…
Predestined presently, sensibly created even though I didn’t come from the best pedigree...
Apr 9, 2018
Apr 9, 2018 at 1:52 PM UTC
No...more...bickerin,
your eyes flickering you're nickering
your nit pickin' lost it quick as the Dickens
My tracks a hell of a kickin'
you're just the next feckin victim,
of the flow bound Hurricane of sense and rhythm,
The Sensemilla Sensei Kempei of verbal Kempo's home,
Like Alladin and Saladin mixed with a Party Boobytrap a Paladin of Palindrome...
The Storm rider glider blasts you through the other side of the Thunderdome
My - Spitfire drips Ire as ********* ***** fire Surprise in your eyes quick blast from the past from a .50 Cal Microphone-
Fiend in me soul under control you failed your roll,
will check failed-I check wills,its a Checkmate mate you-best quill your will and will to build some soul
Its a dill of pickle you're in - you're a nickle worth of Nickleback stickleback sticklebricking best Lego
I let go last, I'm the Legolas of the fast pass in the underpass stick you fast now you're stuck fast I buck fast at your glass of Buckfast
the Truculent, ever vigilant-words are Succulent got you diggin' in
diggin' out a liddle bit of Lidl in a stolen digger,move quicker stop the friggin' in the riggin' little Pigpen Pigeons time to drop the bridge in...
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 6:08 PM UTC
If i had just one wish.
I'd be a mind reading lego character.
And youd be lego too.
Id listen to your every wish.
Rearrange my broken bricks, spare hair clicks too.
Id build the girl you dream of.
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 5:43 PM UTC
Home is no longer home
if safe isn't what it is.
A child deserves nothing
but happiness.
Trading legos for bombs
and sticks for knives.
Mar 31, 2017
Mar 31, 2017 at 5:04 PM UTC
It's like you have a Lego house.
You're just an itsy bitsy tiny little lego guy.
You've been working really hard on this Lego house.
Every day it seems to get a little better, a little bigger.
And then one day you see storm clouds
And something just feels off,
like you feel it the moment you open your eyes in the morning
but you ignore it because you think it'll go away,
you've been here before,
it's probably just another tiny storm.
But you've underestimated it.
it's not just a tiny storm
it's a monsoon
and now it's ripping apart your Lego house from the inside.
And you don't call anyone for help
because they'd say
"oh, again?"
So you stand there
watching this monsoon tear down something that's taken you weeks to rebuild.
But you understand the routine.
When it's over
you rest.
Because that's all you can do.
And when you wake up
you add that very first Lego block
And you start building again.
You don't know where it is
You don't know when it'll be back
But you keep building
Because that's what they tell you you have to do.
Mar 26, 2017
Mar 26, 2017 at 11:12 PM UTC
Here I am, with a set of Lego from my two mummies,
I am a new Time Lord for dummies,
Look, I made a mysterious hobo,
Lurking on the dark side of Lego,
Why grow up? I really don't know........
Jan 5, 2017
Jan 5, 2017 at 7:34 PM UTC
Like a child tentatively approaching a lego tower
I'm reaching
Touching
Crashing
Down, you crumble
Plastic tinkling, rain stick
I just wanted to touch you
Not to break you
Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 8:54 AM UTC
You can't cry about it.
Not now, not ever.
Your tears will be black from mascara,
Eyeliner smudges smeared across your face.
Waterfall stains like a stream erodes the river bank.
You must 'man up'.
Well who said so?
It's painful, you know,
Standing on Lego.
Jul 7, 2015
Jul 7, 2015 at 1:42 PM UTC
I am a Lego
Build me up brick by brick
Build me strong, build me weak
I could be pretty
Or I could make you sick
But a 4 year old kid
Shouldn’t touch me
Cause he’s not ready
He might as well be chocked
By swallowing me
Or changed his mind
And decided that
He wants other cheap toys
To play with
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 1:29 PM UTC
Fierce and bloodthirsty I am
and I'm always on the run
I'm an infamous but legendary man
and I'm always on the ***
No mercy do I have for those
Who attempt to bar my way
through the seven seas to my treasure troves
In life and blood they pay
Captain Redbeard
I will **** to make my name
Captain Redbeard
I will **** to stake my claim
Captain Redbeard
I'm a man of cursed fame
Captain Redbeard
and I will die alone in flames
Once a commander of the Navy
I went renegade when they betrayed me
and now there is no hope of escape
for the traitors who pray each day for safety
One for the admiral
One for the king
Two for the governor
and more for the Queen
When the Crimson Captain
Horror of the Seas
Finds you, your fate is bleak
Captain Redbeard
I will **** to make my name
Captain Redbeard
I will **** to stake my claim
Captain Redbeard
I'm a man of cursed fame
Captain Redbeard
and I will die alone in flames
Apr 5, 2015
Apr 5, 2015 at 9:04 PM UTC
Time;
I remember
a time when
cities were made
of nothing but Legos
and one's imagination.
Still,
even now
I can't help
but wish harder
that the cities we walk
were still made of that stuff.
Cardboard,
took us miles,
and paper planes
really did bring us flight.
So,
I ask;
Please,
don't let
your imagination
fall into stagnation,
like a Lego block
that gathers
dust.
Sep 22, 2014
Sep 22, 2014 at 5:25 PM UTC
Do you remember the simple times?
No worries, no pain, just simple glories
Of building the tallest and largest building
Just made out of bricks of colorful pieces
Each one sticking to one another
Piling up by color and size
You would put on a smile filled with pride
Whenever you finished every brick
on top another
But what did you do when you left
and came back
then all you’ve built
was broken and gone?
“Don’t cry, child, it was only legos,
time for the real thing now.”
was what you were told.
“This time, child,
don’t make your dreams
out of lego bricks.”
a. gale
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 10:15 AM UTC
Whenever I ***** up,
I'd try to fix it.
And when it's all good,
I ***** it up again.
Because I'm never satisfied,
with myself and my work.
So I ruin it,
to start again.
Aug 5, 2014
Aug 5, 2014 at 6:53 AM UTC
So, I want to make them happy
with me
with themselves
But I think I'm a bit **** at it
Like a mother picking up scattered
toys, there's always another piece of
lego to step on, always another
stubborn stain, and whilst
clearing you have to
activate your brain
because any
moment
they
might
trip and hurt
themselves again.
And if they do, you know, irrationally, that
in yourself you'll find the blame.
You're really trying not to show the strain,
because it won't help,
it won't heal, instead
rub your very bruised heel and
steel yourself for the next storm, recall
the times you've thought *I can't go
on*
and remember that you did.
Don't kid yourself, the
kids are alright
and you are too, allow
yourself to be one too.
Youth, after all,
is in the mind.
Try, for yourself,
for them,
Be kind.
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 5:39 PM UTC
I am a tower of Legos
as much as you can break me
you can always put me back together again
but sometimes,
it's hard to tell
if I'm broken
and I'm building myself back up
again
Or
if I've built myself so high up
that I'm just waiting to collapse
again
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 9:35 PM UTC