#nonverbal
my first instict
is to make myself small
small enough to disappear
small enough to fade away
small enough to just
turn
into
nothing
sometimes it makes me feel
claustrophobic
to be this close to myself
i would turn myself inside out
if that would mean that i take up less space
my brain shuts off
i get stuck in my brain
i cannot speak
i cannot express myself
emotions turn off
i turn to nothingness
i often feel like a shell of a person
a shell i can retreat into
Dec 9, 2025
Dec 9, 2025 at 6:42 PM UTC
Her silence speaks louder
than any word could.
Tubes, charts, and prayers—
my love navigates them all.
Jan 11, 2025
Jan 11, 2025 at 4:13 PM UTC
A poem
Isn’t directly Poetry,
Yet Poetry shall always take
A poem’s form
No matter what lips,
Eyes,
Thoughts
Or acts
Shall stutter it,
In the non-verbal closeness
As well,
If not even more
Jun 25, 2020
Jun 25, 2020 at 2:46 PM UTC
i sit to write
but words won't come
mind not focusing
thoughts not processing
hope failing
Feb 11, 2020
Feb 11, 2020 at 11:41 AM UTC
she emits
vulnerability
slight submission;
the makeup of
her heart's desire;
a secret invitation
to a trap,
her bait, infallible
her every fiber
now conspires;
the message,
slightly cryptic,
abandoned at your doorstep
on arrival,
implies an SOS;
a damsel in distress
beneath the armored shell
of self-sufficiency
"come, rescue me
from dull security",
the cypher says...
A one man army
now awaiting orders,
to deploy along the shores,
to breach the borders
to conquer every hill,
capture every trench,
to liberate the thrills,
from every inch of flesh
The queen within
the prison tower
now demanding for a siege,
for deadly force,
relentless power,
and no rest
till she is free
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 3:43 PM UTC
Bored, bored, bored.
Talking is an automatic loop,
two records play succinctly.
She will ask you how do you feel,
what has happened since last week.
Did you go out Saturday?
Did the torrent of anxiety swell up again?
Another face
Same question
My problems are common
And yes, there lies the rub.
I don't like people
I won't **** you, you just confuse me.
Conversations have a formula and I've learnt it well.
One person says something and you respond,
A nod okay
A verbal response, great
More than one sentence, ah yes, a true natural flow.
Easy,
No, no
It's not, it involves effort
A calmed mind
And a skip of the heart.
May 4, 2017
May 4, 2017 at 10:44 PM UTC
as we talk
around in circles
words fall
********** silence
Apr 22, 2017
Apr 22, 2017 at 3:55 AM UTC
Holds it tightly
Loves it really
Loud guitar......,it is quit silly
Swiftly paces,while humming
Song
With that **** guitar how can he go wrong?
A puzzle unsolved
Why the desire
Insanity It leads me
If volume go higher
It's like a addiction,
I kid you not
To remain by his side
Curse is the day I bought
Oh silly red guitar
Why so attached is he
Never will I know
It shall stay a mystery....
Nov 11, 2016
Nov 11, 2016 at 8:12 PM UTC
Kills me inside
Countless the times I cried
Wishing for words to be spoken
Like an answered prayer to be verbal awoken
A frustration,gots me screaming :"what's he feeling and why the reason,God?!"
"Is this chastisement with thy almighty rod?!"
Not to disrespect,but the pain to bear is deep,
I'm not understanding .....so again I weep.
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 11:21 AM UTC