#spineless
No regret , no descent of gloomy drop from eyes and no pain in heart for falling for a man dressed in courage.
No shivering in hands for emptying all those love poetries into trash which unknowingly embraced a spineless in the ****
Flowers of love and trust , though , trampled but I am still a flower who is yet to be wilted !
Sep 1, 2020
Sep 1, 2020 at 11:33 AM UTC
Drunk on polluted farts of the left winds
pulled by long noses into witless pens spewing red ink
artificial energy from Columbia and caffeine powered husks
vacuous soldiers of Mao and Lenin re-drilling Winter Palace debacle
woke world of plastics damaged to plastic pollution by damagers fair
Narrow minded short sighted rabbles humming
Laissez-faire sanctioners regulating home-brewed hocks
equal distribution is hatching Gullivers limb by limp to feed giants
makes sense in the senseless vacuum of bacon slashers by Farm pigs
beasts of every land and clime this is the new world order by crimson
Pol *** psychologists are making the future
cancerous and caffeinated they read minds and pull strings
power is making my bad choices, frustration and inadequacies yours
two wrong makes right and dare see left as a wrong or you are goner
altra right come take lessons on how to mask and leave pointed hats behind......
Sep 9, 2019
Sep 9, 2019 at 6:09 AM UTC
Because… you could look me in the eyes and tell me you loved me,
When I could still smell her on you.
You could lie, straight to my face..
Which torments a humans’ sanity.
You could hold me and feel absolutely nothing for me, and to me,
That’s completely spineless.
I did nothing to deserve the empty lies you filled me with.
A forever meant nothing more than a day to you, did it?
Dec 11, 2018
Dec 11, 2018 at 12:04 PM UTC
Never ceases to amaze.
The mentality of the masses,
Their world in a daze.
Devoid of all nerve.
Following orders blindly,
Happy to serve.
Their's is not to question why.
Swallow all the ********
Conform and then die
Apr 17, 2017
Apr 17, 2017 at 4:08 PM UTC
My desire is shielded by pale skin and spineless structure
The heaving in my chest is my heart clutching the pits of my empty stomach
as my lungs whisper
honey harmonies
Any intention of uttering my fascination is quickly dwindling back into my nail beds
Please don't go
Dec 10, 2016
Dec 10, 2016 at 8:51 AM UTC
She hates that she is spineless:
Starved of strength
Emancipated.
She hates that she is passive:
She has two legs
But cannot stand for anything
When faced with a loud voice
And menacing words
That threaten the tranquility of her dream-world;
The dream-world
Where conflict is banned
And people always have the best intentions
Because in essence man is good.
She hates that
When faced with a thousand possibilities
Tensions rise
And gears stick
Creak
Metal on metal
Straining
Pushing
As she tries not to succumb to her nature
But in spite of it all
Her head overheats
And she overloads
The perpetual screaming kettle, *** boiling over, and volcanic eruption
All in one
Tiny salted droplets of shame
Race down flushed and swollen cheeks
As her mental fists
Painstakingly punch her essence
Into action
Fueling a transformation with
"Inadequate"
"Failure"
And
"Lazy"
A transformation
That never sticks:
At least not as well as
Her lack of faith in herself.
Sep 3, 2014
Sep 3, 2014 at 1:46 AM UTC