#posting
I write something, post it,
then check back too soon.
I like other people’s stuff,
say a few real things.
Nothing changes.
Same number.
Same quiet.
So I write another one anyway.
Mar 30
Mar 30, 2026 at 7:13 PM UTC
Post quality over quantity
Or
Practice makes perfect?
Sep 10, 2024
Sep 10, 2024 at 5:51 AM UTC
She opened her eyes
Staring in the ceilling of solitude
No jobs, No bills
Waiting for the time to come
But will it ever?
She does her bath
And attended her gyms
Eats in the cafeteria
Of the misdemeanors
She has the hand of Hermes
Good for pickpocketing and handicrafts
In her other time she has
A shadow she becomes doing tricks and trades
Pro you can say in cards, she had a lot of time to practice
Just like that her youth wasted
An act of atrocity
Leading to an ended road
She sure has a lot of time
But yet running out of
Only what she can do now is remorse
She has freedom
But yet leashed
Only what she can do now is behave
Sometimes
A freedom inside is not a freedom outside
Only then you realize what value freedom has
When you dont possess it
May 21, 2021
May 21, 2021 at 6:23 AM UTC
No one reads poetry
on Sunday mornings.
So I don’t post on Sunday’s.
until late afternoon.
But here’s a tidbit for ya!
Roses are red violets are indeed blue
Life is beautiful and so are you!
Sep 21, 2020
Sep 21, 2020 at 7:21 AM UTC
Cyber Kids R Us!
Your Facebook took over my Myspace..
I had to Tag you on my Tagged Place.
Your so Tagged.
I Googled you and was wide eyed to my surprise..
I found you world wide web styled.
I found you had gleefully Twittered beautifully.
I searched you on Instagram.
And like dang Peeps on your page going ham.
And on Skype! Your tag line is so hype.
So your on my laptop. Owwee Bop bop!
I can even touch you on Imvu.
So owee baby @Yahoo..
Let me stop Twittering this thing.
Instagram @ Instagram strings.
Its making me google eyed.
Has my Facebook all hooked.
You have places and video's I ain't even looked.
It's like your my new Candy Crush game.
I'm all lit by your social media fame.
Yet I'm the Unheard girl lame.
But I wanna dine in your Cafe
or play on your Poker holdem staff.
Being your follower is such fun.
Add me to your Snapchat.
I'd be so down with that.
I am so here to Comment you've peeked such interest.
Gosh I made you a collection in my Pinterest.
But its a shame how I over looked your Youtube.
I feel a bit *******
Anywho..
Your such a Gift I need ya to know.
Long as we don't end up on Bill Cunningham show.
we can stay surfing on this web thing anywhere we go.
Oh I'm not a virus...
Just a cyber Kids R Us...
By selinasharday the HeavensRosepoet.
aka Heavens.Ebony.Rose #H.E.R
All rights reserved..S.A.M
if you repost plz post with credits to Author. Me!
Jun 13, 2018
Jun 13, 2018 at 9:36 AM UTC
in this lifetime
there is you and me
and once we were meant to be
but this is not our universe
and our story is a curse
and so the galaxies conspires
to take away what’s not ours — this love
this love has never been ours.
Jun 1, 2018
Jun 1, 2018 at 10:57 AM UTC
one minute the written piece
will be so nicely posted
then in the very next minute
it will be quickly unposted
an indecisive mind works
on the submission page
switching the on and off switch
with an unregulated gauge
numerous times
this pattern
has occurred to confuse
numerous times
this pattern
frequently does get a use
before offering
any pieces for posting
the submitter needs
to be sure of the hosting
Sep 18, 2016
Sep 18, 2016 at 8:08 PM UTC
I'm sorry my darling
I think you're confused
You're not the **** that's attached to my shoes
For that is me and me alone
I get it I do
Don't worry I hate me too
I'm an idiot an *******
you name it I am
Not beautiful or sweet
Hell I'm not complete
Something inside me hurts and I can't stop it
Its beating like a drum and taking off like a rocket
I can't explain what's happening to me
I feel as if a runaway train caught up and
Decided its time for me to die
But I won't die until I see your smile
I'm sorry I broke it
Stick around a while
Not for me of course not
I'm the dust on your boot
The cap on your dash
I'm sorry this happened in the fashion it did
I'm lost I'm scared there's something within
Someone help me I've fallen again
Save me before I do something drastic.
Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 9:13 AM UTC
I remember that dreadful day
when my life was changed.
my happiness
my freedom
all taken away from me
I lost the little independence I had
your intimidating posture was overwhelming
I didn't have the strength to defend myself
my body would flinch
at every touch
I was out of it like I was drugged.
I was paralyzed with panic.
you gained pleasure
I gained pain.
my expression was dark
yours unsentimental
after the unthinkable
my arms were covered with scars.
I feared being alone
I went to war with myself.
I became an unrecognizable monster
I wasn't strong enough to handle the pain.
two years later,
I remember that dreadful day
when my life changed.
Aug 6, 2015
Aug 6, 2015 at 3:07 PM UTC
~~~
We send our thoughts to cyberspace
to see if they can grow
They vanish
lost
without a trace
A blink
and it is so
Simple thoughts... from simple we
solicit no reply
The bitter truth
disturbs content
and stings
the strongest eye
~~~
Jan 25, 2015
Jan 25, 2015 at 5:23 PM UTC
Do you follow me...
I've scattered thought
across countless stages of unveiled catwalk
Graced anthologies of rhyme
Watched you
watch me
indulge in second guess
Still ...
reflection
seldom circulates
obscured from Elementary
Fact is... words refrain
as thoughts pile higher
Each ode grows less incent
from straining to dip our quills
Leaning
way beyond comfort
to soak
in crisper thoughts
Our only regrets ...
a shortage of counterintelligence
~~~
Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 9:10 AM UTC