#poetryvibes
Someone asked,
What is the deepest point on the earth?
The Marina Trench in Pacific Ocean, all replied.
“HER EYES”, he replied.
Apr 17
Apr 17, 2026 at 12:10 AM UTC
No image you create of me,
no verse you shape in my name
can ever hold what I truly am.
I live beyond your colors,
beyond the reach of your words.
Climb as high as your mind can rise-
still, I stand above that peak.
Leave aside the noise of speech,
close the pages of your books.
Come sit in silence instead-
for I myself am the scripture
you were meant to read!!
Work From:
To Her Who Already Knows .
Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 6:49 AM UTC
Coffee hums, a kettle sings,
Sunlight drips through window slings.
Scrolling past a world in pain,
Yet pausing for the morning rain.
Glass towers rise like Grecian myths,
While love survives in texts and GIFs.
A pigeon flutters—urban dove—
Proof enough of whispered love.
Though Wi-Fi binds our mortal coil,
The soul still dreams through screen-lit toil.
May 23, 2025
May 23, 2025 at 11:11 PM UTC
When I made it to work,
I thought about you
getting through the day,
pushing time forward
until it was finally time to go.
I had no idea what I wanted to eat
until the thought of splitting you open,
watching you sit in the depth of my fork,
did it for me.
A scoop of fried rice,
mixed with gravy
there is something so satisfying
about that first bite,
about savoring the moment,
readying the next forkful.
There’s nothing wrong
with wanting something
that wants you back.
If I spill any part of you
on my clothes,
on my hand,
on the table
I still want you.
I will still have you.
There’s nothing wrong
with burgers, burritos,
or any of the other places I pass.
But in this very moment,
the way these eggs, bean sprouts,
and green onions wrap around my tongue
nothing else compares.
Pressing my fork into your crisp edges,
watching the steam rise
I, um,
should’ve ordered extra
Mar 11, 2025
Mar 11, 2025 at 8:28 PM UTC
The rain falls,
pounding into my chest.
After a while, it becomes wet.
It beats and throbs
between the drops.
The lightning cracks
and leaves its streak
a reminder of what it feels
like to love.
Trying to keep pace
with the water that keeps running,
swelling up without a drain.
There’s no escape
just wet skin,
bottled from the inside out.
The rain becomes everything
that it touches.
A storm,
drowning out all the noise around.
While the rain pours,
all I see is your silhouette
a wet slap to the veins
that swells and grows.
Thunder rumbles in the distance
Feb 7, 2025
Feb 7, 2025 at 10:26 PM UTC
You're beside me,
And everything is fine.
It doesn't really matter
What we do outside of this.
I ask what you want to watch,
Scrolling through my DVDs.
You smile and point,
Even if it's something I don't want
To watch. I watch because it's an extension
Of you.
Knowing me, I'll pick something
Stupid that'll make us laugh.
When the screen flickers,
You light up.
We laugh and we talk,
Catching everything that makes
It interesting.
Most of the time,
I only laugh because you're laughing.
You really don't know how beautiful
Your smile is.
Even when the movie is over,
The taste of your lips
Makes it worthwhile.
Just this, being with you.
It's not about the movie at all.
The DVD may spin,
The world may swirl around,
But beside you, time stands still.
Nov 24, 2024
Nov 24, 2024 at 12:49 PM UTC
.
I once sent a picture saying “I am scared of you”
Although I’ve never stated this but I’m scared of the power you wield over me
Living in this nice delusional world is beautiful and all
But
When reality sets in I’ll be the biggest loser
I am not afraid to lose, I am ready to risk it all
But
What I fear is the despondent state this will leave me
Untouched yet unfit for anyone else
I can bounce back from anything
But
I can’t bounce back from you
This is why I hide from you
Sep 20, 2024
Sep 20, 2024 at 6:34 PM UTC