#spinning
the celestial spin
within spinning
a grooved record
a steel needle.
the beat goes on
audience singing.
Apr 11
Apr 11, 2026 at 9:59 AM UTC
You learn to walk
And you grow up
And the ground is exactly where you expect it to be.
But I’ve been dizzy for 4 weeks now
And the ground is not there.
My world spins
Even as I write.
I sit and my heart is sore.
I want to rip out my stitches
But nothing ever broke;
So I pretend I’m not dizzy
And that the ground is still there
And that maybe it’s just the waves.
My hands are always shaking
From the lightning in my bones,
And my hands shake
-and my world spins
-and it’s all just maybe the waves
-and I’ve been dizzy for 4 weeks now
And the ground is not there.
Jan 30
Jan 30, 2026 at 4:49 PM UTC
hoopla around a star
energy evaporating
way out into space.
Jan 20
Jan 20, 2026 at 8:59 AM UTC
Shallow end of a pond
Spinning slowly
Another body and I'm sorry
It's the most gut-wrenching
Sad
Raw
Depressing
Cliché
Cliché
Cliché
It's the most gut-wrenching time
Of the year
It's the blood in the air
Getting colder
And I've fallen
And I'm calling
It's the most gut-wrenching
Sad
Raw
Depressing
Cliché
Cliché
Cliché
It's the most gut-wrenching time
Of the year
Jul 29, 2025
Jul 29, 2025 at 2:22 PM UTC
I like music?
Writing is good too.
But music is the best,
I like listening to the records,
As they spin.
Art is nice too,
I like to paint.
Mar 13, 2025
Mar 13, 2025 at 10:32 AM UTC
I heard
Winds chime for those
with a tendency to feel things too deeply.
Every time it clanged,
I felt you right here.
Reaching.
I think
I’ve done a poor job
accepting
a need to be loved so completely.
Spinning.
Spinning
to outrun you,
to outrun me,
to climb somewhere high enough
where only the wind might greet me.
Breathing.
Breathing.
Breathing.
Mar 2, 2025
Mar 2, 2025 at 3:00 PM UTC
Sparkles, everywhere we look
Feels like the world is spinning around us
Stars falling down the sky in loops
Like your sparkly whispers surrounding us
Telling me it's time I open my eyes
Realizing I was dreaming all this time
Nov 20, 2024
Nov 20, 2024 at 12:20 AM UTC
The floors swallow me whole as the world keeps twisting my guts out,
That’s the only feeling of peace that I know of.
I can’t stop the constant spinning of my head, I rather just twist it off.
Twist twist twist the bolt fell off, no more spinning anymore.
Finally walking thru the blood filled streets, with a mind that stands still
I see the goblins running around,
scumming for trash and heads to give to the king.
The king that sits on the throne of heads,
just laughs as he crushes them underneath his fat filled ***
I’m tired of the fantasy of peace, let me twist the head just back on.
Sep 28, 2024
Sep 28, 2024 at 3:16 AM UTC
For Santiago,
we danced with toros
and we gleefully played with fire.
We fought for our turns
with passion
before the sparks expired.
In each turn
we spun our bodies
like those bamboo wheels
of fire.
We set our souls aflame
and burned down our desires.
Aug 1, 2023
Aug 1, 2023 at 1:55 PM UTC
When you've been burned by an old flame
You'll never treat the next the same
Less affectionate
Less intimate
Decathect and fear that I'll end like the last
So you don't try as hard and go rotten from the past
I'm scared to love you the way I loved him
You're the best I've ever had though my psyche is grim
My soul cries to stay but my mind pays the price
Why after it all burns down does the heart become ice
Apr 21, 2022
Apr 21, 2022 at 9:56 PM UTC
there are days when all i can do is exist
while desperately trying not to;
there are days when all i can think is bliss
because the silence has drawn to
there are moments when the world has
gone dark inside my head;
there are moments when the room has
started spinning with dread
sometimes all i can do is
try to exist
but whether that works or not is
forever shrouded in mist
Jul 8, 2021
Jul 8, 2021 at 5:10 PM UTC
Poets write poetry sharing
wisdom of roads not taken
their gray brain sprouts multicolored flowers
of visions seeking love
splattered by remnants
of great lovers past
ankored daggers
in heart
Lovers paint their own ark
A poets spinning top is art
lasting longer as it may
their name De Plume
may dictate ageless
candor
but their tops spinning
out off ballance
topples and falls;
Poets and lovers notice
people aren't tops,
karma cause and effect
Action innaction
dictates
the inevitability of
their top's last spin,
Even of poetry
What may last forever?
new poets are birthed
like seasons do
returning thus
the spinning top
of poets and lover's vise.
~~~~~~~~
By: Karijinbba
All Rights.
Jul 7, 2021
Jul 7, 2021 at 6:26 PM UTC
_I am not my words,
Nor am I the letters from which they are formed;
I am a beating drum,
A cacophony,
A riot keeping pace with mortal time;
Spinning order thriftily,
So as not to cheapen the divinely proclaimed language of the soul._
Mar 9, 2021
Mar 9, 2021 at 7:45 PM UTC
i'll raise an electric fence around
the gods up there
in mountains and ivory towers
and they'll all wear shock collars
too
i'll spread peanut butter on bread
and send it to them through
the mail
i'll write them letters from the
lower world saying that 'time
really isn't a bother anymore
because apples rot in home
baked pies down here'
i'll reach through my own
tainted build up of corrosive
discharge and pull a petal
from the flower of life
to eat in front of
them with a coffee toothed smile
i'll throw weeds over
palisades into
groomed gardens
i'll **** on the flaming sword
spinning like i do
outside
heavenly gates
i'll put AA batteries on
my ******* and force
feed the north star
until it bursts
i'll stain the glass in windows
extolling failures and shining
blunders under vaulted
ceilings
i'll be nothing less than
the imperfect son of
an imperfect man and
an imperfect
woman--
human
all too human
after all
Mar 5, 2021
Mar 5, 2021 at 10:46 AM UTC
why is it that these
emotions
give no warning;
feeling of nothingness
and
meaningless
envelop my every
cell
what does anything
matter
nothing means nothing
my breath has no
weight
Aug 23, 2020
Aug 23, 2020 at 4:03 PM UTC
i'm dizzy.
the boxes full of sadness
that have been packed away
in the shadows of my brain
since march have been opened again
now they spin around in my brain
making me numb to everything surrounding me
Aug 9, 2020
Aug 9, 2020 at 8:44 PM UTC
Noisy
Mind Looping
Looking for its way out
As it feeds on a drama
This is not even mine.
Deep breath.
A pause.
Some clarity.
The mind fights.
I'm still here.
In my point of presence.
Come home.
We are here now.
It will wash away.
The waves cleanse
As they reverse away from the coast
the undercurrent pulls
back
into me.
I AM beholden to no one.
I AM unto my own.
I AM here for me.
As the separation fades.
I can see.
Jul 15, 2020
Jul 15, 2020 at 5:57 AM UTC
I wonder if this is what it feels like
If my heart is supposed to feel like hot ash,
blowing,
blowing in the wind and landing in my hair?
If my words are meant to be like alphabet soup,
spinning,
equating to be nothing?
Am I meant to feel like an empty shell,
swimming,
sinking to the bottom?
Jul 10, 2020
Jul 10, 2020 at 8:08 PM UTC
I stand here spinning
on my thoughts spinning.
The washer's spinning,
the fan spinning,
wind spinning,
Water drains out spinning,
into the earth seeping,
in the soil, hydrating;
as the planets spinning,
on their axes spinning,
for it is their eternal spinning.
May 19, 2020
May 19, 2020 at 3:09 PM UTC
With too much time on my hands
I think of you
It’s funny how these cycles
Keep on spinning
Cobwebs in my mind
Still catching lies
And love feels a world away
Behind glass
It’s easy to feel trapped
The line between observer
And observed
No longer exists
May 5, 2020
May 5, 2020 at 7:09 AM UTC
What used to matter
Now its all useless.
All those those things I thought were true
Seems like I didn't even had a clue.
Even though I was used to the pain
Cause it was the only thing made me feel alive!
Now it seems to not matter
It was all useless!
Waking up everyday with the same burden
Caught in the web I, myself had woven
What it really seems
Is that nothing really matters!
My head starts spinning
My body's shaking
Thinking about what could've done!
My feet starts walking
My hands are reaching
Desire for my world to burn!
And still I am here
Just waiting for you...
Drowning in the pool of agony
With disbelief in Separation!!!
Apr 26, 2020
Apr 26, 2020 at 4:58 AM UTC