#structured
a hand of circular motion
will turn and turn without promotion
a notion of loyalty unbreaking a sure one
but also forgiving will never occur
boxed up bottles full of glass
a burn from plastic flames of past
a cast doesnt mean that broken pieces should last
for the renewal will never occur
fearsome dearsome and doleful
a spur of the moment decision thats hopeful
a bowl full of concepts berating an old soul
but also the meal will never occur
a hungry and mangled existence
a hurt that never heals, for instance
a distance doesnt make you a witness
for the pain has never occurred
Oct 8, 2021
Oct 8, 2021 at 2:54 PM UTC
We trust ourselves to know right from wrong.
We trust in the age old sayings of people whose names we can’t remember.
We trust our dogs not to **** in our favourite pair of shoes whilst we’re asleep.
We trust that everyone means well and just wants to get by.
We trust the teachers who taught us the earth is round, and that Pi is 3.14159 and how Pluto is the 9th planet in our solar system...
We trust that not everyone is right all the time.
We trust bus drivers to not get lost.
We trust in the fact that our keys are probably in plain sight even though we’ve been looking for half an hour.
We trust our parents to know what to do no matter the situation.
We trust the world to keep spinning away in the dark void of space with no company but the moon.
We trust that everything will be alright.
We trust that one more pint won’t hurt.
We trust that hangovers are only temporary.
We trust our partners when they say I love you.
We trust in traffic lights and zebra crossings.
We trust that this is our last chance to get a brand new sofa in the DFS sale with O% APR for 4 years.
We trust that size doesn’t matter.
We trust Alexa won’t tell us to **** off, and that Siri will always help us no matter how many times we say we hate it.
We trust that despite our self-doubt and insecurities that we’ll probably still get through another day.
We trust in peanut butter.
We trust that no matter how many times things go wrong, mistakes are made and promises are forgotten, we will learn to trust again...
We trust.
Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 7:33 PM UTC
Her face is cracked and
Reflects her cold broken heart.
The world was not kind.
Dec 27, 2018
Dec 27, 2018 at 1:20 PM UTC
Dead,
the day before yesterday.
Grieved by it, personally,
Reputation: few or no friends
Suggested art - lost its erratic stars
A dreamer! Dwelling in ideal realms
-the brain-
Madness
Melancholy
Indistinct curses with eyes upturned, already ******
Happiness wit hglances introverted, shrouded in gloom,
arms wildly beating spirits - sought to forget
close by,
those glimpses
open to the doom of death
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 9:10 PM UTC
All my wishes, they manifest too soon.
Here we go again, the same dance; slow.
It left me there, under the bright blue moon.
Your promises fly by as loons,
signaling me in my cue to go
All my wishes, they manifest too soon.
The world's music of the night held me to swoon,
so, I missed the bus to your show
It left me there, under the bright blue moon.
I hope, I cry out to the beauty of that blue moon
for a chance, maybe these versus may flow
all my wishes, they manifest too soon.
the strings I play hum a broken tune,
but the breeze is forgiving, bringing me those tears in the sky that glow
It left me there, under the bright blue moon
Now, I share a meal with the sister of noon
sitting lonesome and caress the grass below
All my wishes, they manifest too soon.
It left me there under the bright blue moon.
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 8:16 PM UTC
When sands grind me bare
and my world's gears stop turning,
I look to the wind
and wait for the sky.
for the sun to rage off of
my range of vision
until stars come out,
instead of looking at feet
I fix to the sky.
my star stares me straight
directly in my third eye
'sit still my son please
I've sat here for years
let me tell you a story
of Earth at its start.
the planet's alive,
a lot like you can't you see,
from fire and storms
mass extinction, death
out of, the earth came to be.
Earth was weak until
she spun her core so
tightly and quickly the wind
came alive. With that
planet earth found a
cure for her fire. She found
beauty in balance,
constructed karma,
founded shifting sands of time,
dynamically brought
concepts of good and
evil to war with each other.
Positioned herself
in her suitable
orbit. Just follow the earth,
sit down, tame the fire.
Spin your existence
like her, and maybe you'll see
there's no need for breath
when wind fills your lungs.
Find your own balance within,
fight your own battle
learn desire serves
to feed flames, continue pain
life makes suffering.
Don't lose this battle
or your forces might make you
stay the same person.
If after you find
yourself trapped up on the moon,
don't fear traveler.
Fleeing far from home
you have started your journey!
One day you may find
Your own heaven place,
a perfect spot just to watch
the cosmos below.
And a star like me,
one day you're destined to be.
transcend all your pain
until we same speak.'
That's why I look to the stars,
through unsurety
I will keep swimming.
Knowing one day full well, I
belong in the sky.
Jan 12, 2018
Jan 12, 2018 at 10:03 AM UTC
My name is Mr.
Nobody, and where I live
no one notices
me. Except for my
reflection, and through swirling
chaos, my mirror
taught me, to mask my
insides, lights behind my eyes
with an outside that's
also me, just a
bit more brittle. My shell that
I wear doesn't like
think or care about
people's little problems while
skinny starve-people
sit in the sand while
I hear bubble-people speak.
The innocence in
them concealed as a
person, hasn't been pricked
by the planet's harsh
criticisms, and
the people they haven't grown
up to be yet are
trapped in fast tracked
single mindedness, without
seeing life's puzzle.
I dance my way through
a lost portrait of chaos,
have you ever thought
of the forbidden
garden of eden? Was it
a fruit perched in a
garden? Or the earth
that I walk on. Do people
think about stillness
before biting from
the perfect enclosed system
that beauty and trees
were frame formed out of?
Gaia kissed me then spoke
I blended into
her perfect portrait,
no more important than a
droplet of water.
Insignificance
is inherent to life and
I hate when people
think themselves taller
than forests or think deeper
than creatures living
at the bottom of
the ocean. My mirror sits
frozen behind each
of my eyelids, so
each time I blink I transport
to tranquility,
only to open
my eyes and find spaces full
of bubble-people
who have not yet learned
to blink, world shrink perceived as
the seven seas world
breezes and knowledge
that is fake and brittle. and
My
name
is
Mr. Nobody
and where I live
no one notices me
except for my reflection.
Jan 10, 2018
Jan 10, 2018 at 4:30 PM UTC
Love
passionate, powerful
growing changing, fleeting
selfish, sweet, sinful, summit
boiling, shaking, manipulating
fiery, genuine
Anger
Nov 28, 2017
Nov 28, 2017 at 10:16 PM UTC
I'd write something as beautiful as you are
But I don't think I could ever find the words
So, I'll use what I do know to flow this out
Maybe, just maybe muse in a clever verse
Something unique, like you doesn't come around too often
And if you're lucky enough to have that, then cherish it because your hard, beating heart will soften
The bitter cynicism will slowly, but oh so surely begin to rot away
The plants of doubt and insecurity that have taken root in the soul will wither and die today
The mind will no longer be cloudy, and the road that was blocked will finally be clear
Or at least it would.... if you were here
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 1:04 AM UTC
emerging with wings.
up the waterfall he rose
The humble koi swims
Jun 25, 2014
Jun 25, 2014 at 4:23 PM UTC
Sitting at a bus stop,
No reason but to people spy,
I pop a cough drop
Loosen my tie.
Then a man sits down,
I nod,
He has a frown,
What a clod.
“Never seen you here before.”
“Never been here before.”
“Waiting for the bus?”
“No, watching.”
“Why?”
“Because I can.”
Because I can do what I want,
Because I’m not you,
Because I can do it how I want,
Because I do.
Because I wear jeans,
Because I have a scar,
Because I have the means,
Because I don’t like that star.
Because that bird says so,
Because the sky is blue,
Because the wind is about to blow,
Because I do.
Because I’m young,
Because you’re old,
Because I have a tongue,
Because I’m bold.
Because I am,
Because you are,
Because I like spam,
Because I have a cigar.
Because because,
Because I buzz,
Because I have withdraws,
Because I does.
May 3, 2014
May 3, 2014 at 11:04 PM UTC