#t
You are the purest person I know.
An angel.
I hope you see yourself
the way I see you.
My mind speaks first
constantly running,
only thinking of you.
My blood only flowed for you.
You made my heart pump
the blood that it needs.
My body aches only for YOU.
You are the fire that keeps me warm inside.
It doesn’t matter how hard I try
to put you out.
I don't mind how much it burns,
how many scars it leaves,
or how long it stings.
This is the feeling
my body is aching.
Jan 17
Jan 17, 2026 at 10:42 PM UTC
Me dueles en la piel.
En cada rincón donde no estás,
en cada beso que no diste
y que mi memoria insiste en inventar.
Tu silencio es un susurro afilado
que me atraviesa entre las horas,
como si el tiempo no supiera
despegarse de tu sombra.
Hay un caos dentro de mí
que responde a tu nombre
y una calma imposible
cuando trato de olvidarte.
Jan 27
Jan 27, 2026 at 11:55 PM UTC
Quizás no te has dado cuenta de cómo te veo, de lo que provocas en mí.
Si sonrío cada vez que me miras, es por ti; si cuando me hablas suelo debatir, es porque me pones nerviosa, no sé cómo callar.
Me da miedo que puedas escuchar a mi corazón latir a mil cuando te veo.
Si desvío la mirada y no puedo sostenértela, es que me acojonas el alma; el pensar que puedas descubrir lo que mis ojos intentan ocultarte, lo mucho que me gusta verte sonreír, que eres aquel que rompe mis esquemas.
Pero así es como me siento a salvo del amor, sobrevivo fingiendo que no eres capaz de hacerme sentir las mariposas, esas que revolotean en mi estómago al pronunciar tu nombre.
Y estoy dispuesta a dejarlas en libertad con tal de que no me traicionen, y te cuenten que el día que te conocí se ha vuelto mi día favorito del año.
Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 10:37 PM UTC
Cada letra está grabada en mi piel como tatuajes,
impregnada en mí como quien no sabe hablar sin pronunciarte.
Juego a las palabras para buscarte
en medio de los silencios, del dolor, del amor,
aun en la fe de quien no es capaz de olvidar,
porque, poema, te llevo en la piel.
Jan 14
Jan 14, 2026 at 11:41 PM UTC
I’m leashed to a pole
that buzzes and gasps
its needle tube into my arm.
Time means nothing
when there are no shadows,
only neon watchkeepers
that pry my eyes open
with a flip of a switch.
I’m asked, “Do you know
where you are?…Name three
things in the room…What
is the sentence you said you’d
remember?…Write it down.
I order food, but it’s not food.
It was warm somewhere in the kitchen,
but at the lifting of a lid by my bedside.
It is cold, foul, and my stomach rebels.
You have a fever. Here’s a Tylenol.
Do you still know who you are?
An eraser board tells me it’s a new day.
Maybe today I will go where they can
get me strong enough to walk again.
There is so much waiting.
I ride the waves of minutes
and masked faces.
It’s noon, I think…I still know my name.
I remember the sentence I chose
to repeat a week ago and can still write it.
The eraser board black inks it is Friday.
My doctor tells me I’m doing well.
Why am I mourning there are no shadows?
Oct 24, 2025
Oct 24, 2025 at 3:04 PM UTC
Our souls bright light
in sin's darkest night
expose our true delight
as death takes it flight.
Sep 15, 2024
Sep 15, 2024 at 9:10 PM UTC
Me and My Arrow
I swore you called me Dad
walking barefoot to the bar
with your brother Sean
and a ***** gallon jug
cheap beer in the jar.
saw The Point a delight
put you two in beds
kissed you night.
Sep 7, 2024
Sep 7, 2024 at 8:51 PM UTC
REPOST:
A new study seems to think
alien signals could be emitting
from the heart of the Milky Way,
attempting to make contact
with humankind.
The study focuses on the use of data
from a groundbreaking mission
known as the Breakthrough
Listen Investigation
for Periodic Spectral Signals
(BLIPSS),
Earth's system looking out
for outworldly life.
~~
Please dear E.T's mine beloved
Return now it's time
take us the open-minded home.
At Last Stand by me
and What a wonderful world
I miss you love you.
~~~
Jun 6, 2023
Jun 6, 2023 at 6:45 PM UTC
it is not emergency but so
merging epic getting-in to
" T M A L M " episode 2
were
reminiscing and heading
on the way too,
right inside the ride
where
i picked packed boom,
as i rewrite my old poem
entitled tic tac toe
wears
a single syllabication
of chosen words' lyricism
narrated from start to end and
bears
a no beware bars set up
until i care to dare
the bottom bares on top !
fear
neither nobody nor elses foes
and heaven knows good son
who does one hell of a bad
near
unproven bundled doses of unrhymed
lines made by those unarmed farmers
gonewild with unarmored poetries .
T E A R ! ! !
h r r e
r a r p
o s i e
u u v a
g r e t
h e s s
Jul 3, 2022
Jul 3, 2022 at 10:29 AM UTC
Tip
Of the tattle tellers tongue
Tenaciously Terse tales told
Tending to tea and tempting taboo
Jun 22, 2021
Jun 22, 2021 at 3:56 PM UTC
In my hands I hold a pen, not a needle, but a pen.
Oh how I wish it were the needle.
Both hold the expression to that which I hold dearly.
For it's not just a pen or a needle that I hold;
It is me!
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 12:12 AM UTC
wrestling with angels
slept three hours max, my brain is a stew le ragout,
pot-au-feu, a *** on fire, my dopamine is dope,
and seeing ladders, escalators going up and down,
angels all want to try wrestling with a protected poet
beating this poet a internet-fast way to fast fame!
one who dares to tell the Boss to f**k off, who takes
none of the deity’s lip, mock imitates His deep pomp and
circumstance voice, gets away with poetic saucy disregard,
cause poet worked his way into a corner of His affections
all just because the poet keeps telling Him to stop
this tortuous interference in human affairs, to lay off
the string pulling in lives for His amusement and
satisfying a reality TV craving, why can’t He change,
the channel to Lifetime and get tears vicariously, like
an ordinary minor deity, nah, not Him, he loves His
wrestling so, even though, everybody knows that
wrestling is so fake.
Sep 9, 2020
Sep 9, 2020 at 8:29 AM UTC
There is nothing but the murmur of your breathing, the moonlight
spreading its luminous light cutting through the darkness across the
white sheets. I am the keeper of the silence. You, Sarah, are the
keeper the sensuous. Now you sleep, but gently I begin by kissing
lightly your forehead, so lightly you do not move. I kneel on the bed
beside you gazing at your long, flaxen hair that the generous, silver
moon graces with its silver streams. There is nothing wrong with
silence or the darkness of the the rest of the room, a chiaroscuro by
the ghost of Giotto. I slowly pull the white sheet from your shoulders
to below your knees without awakening you, a panoply of pulchritude.
With only my eyes, I touch you. I am enraptured. In silence and darkness
and silver streams, there is no time. I am the keeper of silence, an august
post, more regal than any throne, any crown. Sleep, dear Sarah, as long
as you wish, for there is no time when we are at the epicenter of love.
Copyright 2020 Tod Howard Hawks
Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 12:29 PM UTC
- TEASE YOUR EGO.
trust my soul .
TAME YOUR MIND .
take my time .
at the end,
tEaR eAcH oThEr ,
BrEaK _____ hEaRt(s).
Feb 3, 2020
Feb 3, 2020 at 12:35 PM UTC
AUGUST 29----08:50am
In a mild weary night
When mortals in final seek solace
With their earthly deeds upon them tight
to encounter a burden bound for see
Which apprise with unawares sneaks
In many vision the world in view
Then,range who in mystery pick
May mordant or mellow with few
Ascending instance as realm poke
And a shrewd with cognizance attain ray
Which those folly with volition smoke
And in reality realm their mordant hay
In a wild scary night;
When mortals in finals seek solace
And precious embraced in flight
By fierce angel subdue case
And mortals are all nature minded
Of any trifle or prime revelation
Destined,as of subdue minded
Then a dream is a theme of revelation.
#@T.G.P
#@Salimon
Jan 20, 2020
Jan 20, 2020 at 1:52 AM UTC
Mistah Gates. He dead"
Time is an ouroboros and
the Earth a flat circle
Measure out your life
in insta pics
Let us go then, you and I,
through empty diamonds
and deserted play grounds.
Let us visit, if you will,
the battlefields ,
streets full of bodies
that decay in minutes.
In waiting rooms people come and go
and speak of tanks and Bushido
Eyes I dare not meet
Can see me with their headpiece
made of straw
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
This is the way the world ends
Forgotten, as we stare at our new ones.
Jul 11, 2019
Jul 11, 2019 at 11:31 PM UTC
Stages Of Feelings Goes Like Ice
To Drop The Tears And Marrow
Highly Supports My Own Vice
At Very Last "A Word" To Swallow
And Here Goes The Cycles Nice
Then A Clip Drags My Faded morrow
Stops The Ticks And Hide The Voice
Digging Holes And Sparked Fallow
Dark Goes And Dark Owns My face
The Life Through An Eye Of A Crow
Wild And Reckless Goes Your Dice
Pull It Slow, Near The Fifth Toe
Till Then Starts Your ***** Chase
Still Death Goes In Me So Slow
Here We Are, And Here We Go
In Another Lie, Another Sorrow
Here You Sell, And Someone Buys
So Keep The Change With Thousad Lies
****** Bad In A Brutal Bridal Blade
Mauling Her Metal In Such Daily Fail
Does Flames Flesh's The Coupled Bud
Take It Easy!, As Long You'll Sell It All
Naive!, Cuts Her Finger In Every Raid
To Skip But Delay The Inversed Sail
That Way You Think It'll Make Me Sad
It Will Sink Your Ship In Doors Of Hell
Rain And Hail Goes Upon Your Head
Mark My Words With One Last Smile
Remember Them In Your Stupid Mood
So You Save Your Self From These All
Here We Are, And Here We Go
In Another Lie, Another Sorrow
Here You Sell, And Someone Buys
So Keep The Change With Thousad Lies
Author : Aladdin AURES H.
Jul 3, 2019
Jul 3, 2019 at 11:04 AM UTC
WHEN WILL U COME
where u r.....
where u r....
waiting here only for u
searching u all over.. day n night
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....
Summer nights, bright lights
And the shootin' stars,
they all break's my heart
every single day i think about u
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....
my heart is hoping that
u wil come
when that days gonna' come...
tell me
when will u come...
when will u come...
calling you all day,but u'r not picking'up
messaging u all day,not even replyied me yet
It's breaking me,
i'm loosing my hope.....
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....
show me were u are,
u'r shadow's still close
i'm still in love with u
i wanna be with u
tell me
when will u come.....
when will u come.....
Oh, my love how can i tell
How I miss you every single day
When I see ur image's reflection
only thing that i wish u
when will u come....
when will u come...
i need ur love
i feel so high about u
i'm dreaming u, got me!
i wish it will be true
tell me
when will u come.....
when will u come.....
I take a deep breath
whenever a strange girl passes by me
i know you are not there
but i'm still in hope
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....
Watch my eyes they are filled with love
Tell me do you feel the same
will u Hold me in your arms
tell me
when will u come...
when will u come...
Baby, let me be your man
So I can love you
And if you let me be your man
Then I'll take care of you,
For the rest of my life, for the rest of yours
For the rest of ours'
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....
I wanna touch you baby
And I wanna feel you too
I wanna see the sunrise
On your sins just me and you
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....
n you'll never be alone
I'll hold you when things go wrong
Baby, I am right here.....
ya !!!
I'll be with you from dusk till dawn
i'll hold u when things go wrong
tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....
inside a mesh of flesh
and bone is an underlying in
desperate tone
to the world of real authentic....
the iPhone likes
preventing
this place of role play'
'I think we like pretending
as if our fun in never ending.
No one speaks,
just message sending.
It's a silent planet
- wait, it's pending....
baby tell me
when will u come....
when will u come....
May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 4:23 AM UTC