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#lid
upon reading your poem Tremor^ and this what I think: when reading your seamless writing connecting of moments of immortality, only one question remains, why, does our own writing not approach the level of your exquisite precision soul's *********** is it our own immorality that permits our soon-to-be- discontinued pretenses, wherein, whereby, we can still believe our own words should be deservedly disowned, disinherited to the scrap heap heated, burned, eradicated and why do we even try? sigh >.< dare not read it twice, lest my inked fingertips surrender to my indecent indecision
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Sep 26, 2025
Sep 26, 2025 at 5:19 AM UTC
Agnes de Lod: this! then, be THE tremor I ken
Put my emotions in a glass jar, closed the lid on a real tight. Set it aside. Take the next big best thing, make myself occupied. Thinking it can make me happy. Now I can't get through to my emotions Without having it exploding on me, like fireworks on the 4th of July.
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Jan 8, 2020
Jan 8, 2020 at 11:36 AM UTC
Emotions
Sick, is the sea, I love behold the wobbling blue sky, the boat rocks, my rod drops, I fall overboard elated.
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Aug 5, 2019
Aug 5, 2019 at 3:34 AM UTC
Seasick
Want to sleep but unable to rest. Want to smile but don't have the energy. Want to succeed but can't see my worth. Want to shine but afraid of my own light. Want to live a dream but can't make my dream real. I wear my sadness on my dress, pain on my sleeves, depression in my mechanical heart. I can't move ... Or can I?
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Oct 9, 2017
Oct 9, 2017 at 9:16 AM UTC
Wants and Buts
You treat me like schrodingers cat And some times I just don't get that I was alive when you slammed the lid And now I'm as scared as a little kid But you have to sort out your own head And you leave me here filled with dread Because when I really really need you You act like you haven't a clue Are you afraid my sadness will hurt you to much That my agony will be to much for the touch That's ok I'll keep it locked away And maybe, just maybe one day You'll lift the lid to look inside Only to find out I have died
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Mar 18, 2016
Mar 18, 2016 at 3:03 PM UTC
Schrodingers Cat
Life is a full cup of craziness The answer is never to just empty out the contents of the cup. Just take the lid and Shut the Full-Cup P.s. Here's a straw for all those people that **** in this cup of craziness.
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Nov 8, 2014
Nov 8, 2014 at 3:46 AM UTC
A Full Cup and A Lid