#soak
each cycle ends but i cannot pretend
a part of me doesn’t pray to see your hand at the end
create spaces for you to soak in my head
misrepresenting everything in hopes of the best
keep it quiet and only unravel in my diary
keep it silent and pray nobody can see
Jun 1, 2024
Jun 1, 2024 at 9:00 AM UTC
oil slicked skin, smothering sunbeams
when did we get so far?
once upon a kin, could we do it again?
soaking up your energy like a sponge
been waiting on your remedy for too long
i have been too strong, waiting for the one
May 22, 2023
May 22, 2023 at 8:29 AM UTC
It was more like I was slowly sinking
deeper and deeper each day
You poured your love into me
And it drenched my heart
streamed through my veins
Soaking every single cell of my body
Leaking out of the pores of my skin
And dripping from my fingertips
To bleed into everything I touch
It flooded my chest
And filled up my lungs
Until it spilled out of my mouth
Trickling from my tongue
Saturating every single word I say
It flowed through every part of me
And eventually seeped into my bones
Making all that I am
Crave all that you are
I never fell in love with you
I drowned in it
Jun 14, 2021
Jun 14, 2021 at 3:53 PM UTC
You've made a home,
In my heart,
It becomes hunted,
In your absence.
You have abandoned me,
I lay in ruins horrid,
You've made a home,
Now it remains dead empty.
Apr 26, 2021
Apr 26, 2021 at 2:34 PM UTC
I can feel your touch, flowing through me.
The air on my breath, cold as the winter’s air.
I can’t explain it.
I feel cold, but I feel warm.
Drown me with your touch.
Pour into me your thoughts, your every desire.
Melt into me, soak me in your love.
Sep 27, 2020
Sep 27, 2020 at 10:31 AM UTC
Don’t let that black cloud
Rain on you.
Don’t let it soak
Your hair and cloak.
Sometimes it’s okay
To experience the drizzle,
Most often times,
No.
Don’t let that black cloud
Eat you up.
Don’t let it flood your mind
Of things that you can’t rewind.
That black cloud is inevitable,
Even I can’t stop the horrible
Droplets to land on my face.
Know that you can do something about it.
You can open your umbrella
Or wear your hat if you will.
Most importantly,
Remember that there will be a shining sun
After this terrible, terrible
Black cloud storm.
Aug 18, 2020
Aug 18, 2020 at 10:40 AM UTC
Misogyny tastes like the sanitary pad that has been used by her,
over and over again.
So it is not stained in blood but
soaked in blood.
Jul 19, 2020
Jul 19, 2020 at 3:15 PM UTC
Knife through viewing eyes
Red dawn soaks through a clean lense
Vision blurs to pain
Red dawn sets early
Red eyes shut and dawn sets.
Jun 28, 2020
Jun 28, 2020 at 11:14 AM UTC
So another
For the writer
Another bottle
All by myself
To soak my soul
And drench any
Dream or hope
Of a happy life
I might have
Had left
Dec 7, 2019
Dec 7, 2019 at 4:21 AM UTC
My dreams are heavy,
that I often wake up
gasping for air.
My dreams are dark,
etched with loss and heartaches
that I wake up searching
for happiness.
My dreams feel real,
that I often **** up
trying to soak in reality
when emotionally and mentally
I feel the residue of the trauma
of being dragged through those lands.
Jul 24, 2019
Jul 24, 2019 at 7:08 PM UTC
Shore up,
sure enough,
I'm coming for that ***
Distress
gonna rest,
I'm coming for the soak.
That ***
bare, backed up,
and we're coughing up smoke.
Always coughing smoke.
Always on the soak.
Jun 7, 2019
Jun 7, 2019 at 9:40 AM UTC
Walk this way
Take it from the river down in the east
A place down the west
Taking the troubles of my mind
Johnny has gone south
With his guitar in the wind
The hearing's tomorrow Summer
Where's the bride
She's in court for the hearing
It's Bonnie And Clyde
And the sea of dreams
Turning upside down
There representation of something unique
A pleasant hook
Of reality
There is a pressure to create
And develop the time, I **** and feel
I know and breathe
Among Murderers And COnvicts
As one person among the dead
As many in dread
As many dread my exorcism
The hollow breaths
The ghastly sharp sensations
The terrible tools of simpletons
These ghosts just sift through your river Styx
Like me
Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 5:42 PM UTC
Rubayiat Al Thurab (Verses of the Dust) – 49
BismillahIr RahmanIr Raheem
I ain’t an adept drinker,
When I see deep in your gleaming eyes.
I instantly become an adept drinker,
Oh My Dear Love!
I don’t gulp or pile the unique wine,
When I glimpse your moisty lips,
I miraculously found a vine cellar;
All by myself’ in your lips,
Oh My Dear Love!
Generously allow Me’
To unanimously ratify,
As an adept drinker,
Oh My Dear Love!
Therefore willingly I can soak.
In your eyes myself, As;
A confirmed drunkard,
Oh My Dear Love!
Allah Khair….. Khairul Rabul Alameen Yah Arrahmanur Yah Raheem
Ummah Thurab – Badshah Khan.
©UT-BK 2019
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 5:17 AM UTC
draw a bath. close your eyes.
soak in your bath. (and then sink, lower)
look up, and then higher than that.
read the discourse in the light. read the flutter, the frivolity, the fumes. read it all.
and sing. whisper. scream. rage. rage rage rage rage rage rage rage. sigh. fall back. lament.
pull the stopper. drain your bath. wait.
stand up. stand tall, and then taller than that.
turn and look. really look in the mirror.
but just look. observe. vigilant.
turn away, not ashamed, not proud.
wrap a towel.
step out.
rinse & repeat.
Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 8:59 PM UTC
soaked in rainsong I,
feel it’s my mom’s cradle song;
I feel secure and warm
Jun 21, 2018
Jun 21, 2018 at 1:29 PM UTC
The ocean is a powerful, all-knowing being.
She causes the wind to whip my hair over my shoulders,
while the salt stings my eyes, making it hard to see clearly.
She leads me along the damp sand and entraps me there.
This endless, all-knowing being whispers in a low gravelly hum,
to let the cold bitter waves soak my feet.
I bravely oblige and turn my body towards the water,
stopping to feel each wave gain new control over me.
I'm getting what I deserve.
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 10:32 PM UTC
Waves come crashing, as do
memories of you
How shall I remember you?
The oncoming and dreaded storm
that sends birds to other seas
to be far from it
Or,
the gentle breeze
just gracing the sands
letting the birds glide, their
wings singing so freely
Or,
maybe I'll stay here a while longer
soaking in these waves
Because, well,
what else shall I do with all of them?
Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 10:33 PM UTC
Listen, as you may miss.
And later unable to reminisce.
For a lifetime of knowledge and wisdom
May be lost in your personal abyss.
Apr 16, 2018
Apr 16, 2018 at 2:06 PM UTC
Painlessly, you squeeze my drying heart
To expunge words you put in me
I'm almost dry
This time
When I'm
A ******* desert I'll
Soak, **** syllables inside
If once more I pin your fragile arm to wall
This time
We'll know manipulation
is in my nature
Apr 5, 2017
Apr 5, 2017 at 3:39 AM UTC
Soaked with sorrow
Temperament melted away
Leaving only a feeling bereft
And the burnt up char of
remains.
Aug 27, 2014
Aug 27, 2014 at 5:02 AM UTC
Darkness brings thoughts of you
Over my concrete walls like fog
Cloud this mind
Move oh so slowly
Filling each valley with an unclear desire
Not a moment left untamed
Gently roaming and expanding
A thousand midnights yet, not one the same
So afraid of morning
Clean and new
But left behind, a beautiful sight
This subtle glimpse of you
Which lay upon each blade
To soak back through
To the core of my mind
So still and so confused
Feb 2, 2014
Feb 2, 2014 at 5:12 PM UTC