#shoulder
I am more than you met
the person that held your hand
he is here but his spirit ascends
weave myself into new ways
embrace the pain of the bend
i am more than you met
my ego still drips and rips
my halo i am still trying to get
where is here, slip into shallow regret
i wish you could’ve met this version instead
my head on my shoulders
less tension in my back
emotions more settled
less shame choking my neck
Apr 21
Apr 21, 2026 at 4:29 PM UTC
Growing up, getting older,
Watching as I grow taller,
And you grow shorter.
I used to be at your thigh,
Now I'm the one with all the height.
Growing up, getting older,
Realizing that I won't always have your shoulder,
To lean on,
One day I'll be on my own.
Oct 4, 2025
Oct 4, 2025 at 2:52 PM UTC
No matter how your head fell on my shoulder,
No matter how your hand searched for mine,
Asking me to hold it in yours-
As the weather grew colder,
You grew colder too.
Was it just a convenience?
Had we been running on rented time?
Sep 23, 2025
Sep 23, 2025 at 6:22 AM UTC
I miss you just so much right now!
I want to hug you more and more!
And I’ll remember for a long time
That dark and gentle night ardour.
The sky was like a raven plumage,
A canvas for all stars in whole.
You hugged my shoulders, stroked my hair.
We were engaged to love at all.
And on the roof, as at the sky door,
We peered into the heart of stars.
We met a cart of boltless lightning.
It slipped the voile of love on us.
There was no fear, there was no doubt.
Only the sky and me and you.
It was my unforgettable moment!
You’re here, darling! I love you!
Jul 26, 2025
Jul 26, 2025 at 3:59 PM UTC
Anxiety creeps on you in the night with no warning through light
It follows you everywhere like a shadow in darkness and light
It covers you up like a devil on your shoulder every time
He sticks on you like Velcro and you don’t notice because he is light
It whispers and sometimes screams in your ear words you don’t want to hear
It drowns you, overcomes you and you just want to swim to the light
It is in these troubled times you need a friend to help you through it
Trust me it helps to have a friend by your side, let them be your light
It’s in these times, it attacks you. You want to scream for it to go
Though fight it and challenge it with all your might. Darkness vs. Light.
Sep 16, 2020
Sep 16, 2020 at 7:05 PM UTC
'*Sometimes,
A tight hug
A kiss on your forehead
A strong shoulder, to cry on
and those words saying, "It'll all be okay"
is all that is required
to feel the miraculous healing power*!'
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 6:54 AM UTC
_I rest my head on her shoulder,
The shoulder of the earth;
Cradled in her warmth,
Caught by shifting currents,
Cleansed by hoar-frost’s pervasive bite;
Tutored by seasons’ changes.
Musing to myself that she has faith in me,
That I have something to offer her;
Negotiating with my intellect,
Letting my imagination run wild,
Enough to entertain the idea that
I am capable of something more than this._
Aug 24, 2020
Aug 24, 2020 at 3:35 AM UTC
The ice finally thins out
Yet we keep on treading
Did you whisper something in my ear?
For a whisper, it was pretty loud
What was it you said?
Your words were swept by the breeze
Light penetrates the bleak horizon
Winter has come to an end
Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 6:40 AM UTC
pacify me
hold me until the sun rises
blood orange over the horizon
tell me i'm the only one
as if i didn't know
bury my fears
as deep as my head on your shoulder
hold me closer
closer, closer
Apr 4, 2020
Apr 4, 2020 at 12:42 AM UTC
Your mouth like groundhog day,
ever repeating the same melody
sang out of tune.
But I'm the Bill Murray learning
that every time has to be different
or you just living
your weak dreams.
Your just a lame re-run cancelled after
the second episode,
but you think you famous cos people
recognise you for the wrong reasons.
Laughing behind your back.
Your girl has had more rubber in
her than burnt out tires on the street.
Telling you she was saving it for you,
should've been a used car salesman.
lying about how many miles
she'd already done.
Ok off subject,
You were yesterday never today..
Always thinking you a star,
but you shooting across
my atmosphere.
And I'm burning you up.
Ye bright for a moment,
then you just nothing.
But ash that I flick off my shoulder.
You dropped and nothing
is going to bring you back.
As you mouths living
a groundhog day.
Learning nothing,
but that I'm already on tomorrow,
why your mouth living the same *** day.
Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 8:25 AM UTC
was prisoned at my throat
wanted to be out
desired to be known
but it was stuck
another came and shared
shoulder by shoulder, foot by foot
third made a crowd
it got in enforced
the tongue was found
opened but could not
talk
she pointed with her gold finger
slowly and get calmer
the words got so clearer
i love you
dearer
Aug 22, 2019
Aug 22, 2019 at 1:50 AM UTC
Everybody has a angel and an demon on there shoulder.
Sometimes the angel wants to **** the demon.
And sometimes the demon wants to **** the angel
Jun 28, 2019
Jun 28, 2019 at 10:46 AM UTC
A tap on my shoulder,
And a wink,
From you,
When you saw me walking.
All I needed,
To make sure.
Now I know.
This isn't normal.
And even though I know.
I really know you're never there.
I still spend the breaks,
On the same place
Every day.
Still hoping,
You will pass me in the hallway
Mar 26, 2019
Mar 26, 2019 at 3:38 AM UTC
Watching you dress under the lights,
Another bottle by my side,
I know where you've been,
I know where you've been.
I need a little more serotonin,
If I'm to keep it all in,
Because I know where you've been,
Yes I know where you've been.
I'm still scared to find out why,
You turn your back at night,
When it's getting colder,
We should be shoulder to shoulder.
Staring at a blank wall,
Don't know what you're thinking of,
But it's getting colder,
We should be shoulder to shoulder.
Mar 21, 2019
Mar 21, 2019 at 8:01 AM UTC
"Hello, little Little shoulder,
Haven't you seen a bucket of tears over the years?
Or was it?
Was it all just yesterday?"
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 8:38 PM UTC
The support of a hand,
A game-changing palm clasp,
Like a coach to the shoulder pads
Of an athlete.
I don't feel I deserve it,
But I don't want to sway a friendly gesture
Because then do I feel I denied help
Sent my way.
I need that tangible gift,
Whether in a corn maze of doubt
Or in a harvest of success.
It's amazing, it's a grace
To have received at least one someone's hand
Staccato your back, your shoulder,
Even a friendly fist-nudge
That lunges your motivation forward.
How blessed I have been
To have had many people
Non-sensually give what I cannot see
Yet what I perceive indelible:
Their blessing and cheers for me
That I feel when a hand furls 'round my shoulder
And then fades away to let me harness that I.V. of assurance
Injected with sound decision and faith.
For those who never felt this kind of gesture,
Let these words be a pat on your shoulder.
You're doing just fine.
Sep 22, 2018
Sep 22, 2018 at 11:37 AM UTC
For when the sun burns and turns colden,
The bright yellow spurns from beauty golden,
to a lack of interest for a system
relying on light to pour; listen
though sound travels less
in haste, it makes our bodies bounce.
For when the girl is burned and trounce
The bright mind spurned from evening gown
to a lack of interest to assist him.
He relied on her light to pour; her to listen
though sorry travels, lest
after distaste, it makes us pronounce.
For when a mistake is burned into history.
The stone cold as etched again, and sought.
Good will may be borrowed, entrusted, stolen,
but rarely bought.
For when a daybreak creeps into horizon.
The stones thrown as glass houses brought
Goodly upon their foundations,
in the naked eyes of all sunspot.
May those coloured fractals of which lurch deftly.
Return to shared ***** directly, swiftly. Freshly.
Aug 5, 2018
Aug 5, 2018 at 4:37 AM UTC
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orange tints
dusts and lints
sunrise peeked and
curtains leaked
woke and told myself
it was a beautiful slumber
but why are you more beautiful on my shoulder?
Jul 15, 2018
Jul 15, 2018 at 10:32 AM UTC