#thick
The air feels thick
Like a wall of brick
A platform 9 3/4's trick
Can't KoolAid man this sh!t
Afraid to sit,
But I do,
I'm forced to,
So I stew on it
Desperate
I try the old Wile E Coyote bit
That classic ACME shtick
But what quality "tunnel black" paint kit did I get?
Some off brand garbage,
Now it's twice as thick
©2024
Sep 14, 2024
Sep 14, 2024 at 12:40 PM UTC
Depths of despair
Hang thick in the air
Almost daring me to care
And step into it's crosshair
Not realizing I'm aware
I've lived that nightmare
Been caught up in that snare
Somehow pushed past the warfare
Came through worse for wear
But it no longer has power
Over someone who can't care
Forcing it to find it's next victim elsewhere
©2024
Apr 25, 2024
Apr 25, 2024 at 1:31 AM UTC
( episode 2 )
tic tac toe
from dusk till dawn
there will be no two
or more than three
pairs of drops would shown
so let me note this down
and then tight to point it out
that this kind of game shall last
when i poem you up so fast
though i know that my rhyme
may not sound so good* to your calm ears
hence, i am quite sure,, you would not quit by your eyes
for you might get lose
on the time you have got to move
your pen from one place that had not been done
with a seen scene clues.
Mean what i say
if i were you, try to look at your ink
and have a guts to throw your turn so you'LL have a bright shrink
Quick! don't waste time, don't dream a blind bout to less your waist
line
hold the cry of lies, roll my dice as you feel my arms
on this sheet of blank curve so sheer!
Come to think of it and then read my lips...
SET A WAY OUT FOR THAT GUILT
THERE IS ONE MORE TRY!
NEXT TIME, BE WISE LIKE A CLERK
IN A FOUGHT THAT BROUGHT
US ON THE TOP OF THOSE HILLS SO BREEZE
FALL NOT, WHILE I BRACE YOUR SELF.
WE TOOK A SEAT AS WE GET TIRED
AND MET HER IN A MID OF OUR WALKED
NEAR TO THE FLAT FORM LAND
AS SHE JOINED IN A #PLAY OF JOURN
AS I DARE...WHO WINS TAKES THE BOLD PEN
WHICH IS FULL OF GLANCE
THAT ***** MUCH MORE THAN HIGH GRADE PRICE
AND SO IT WAS A DEAL TO CLAIM THAT PRIZE
gone once,
twice thrice
but hey, what a heck
would you mind not to void your O
cause my X will win this tic tac toe
come on, fight for our #
can't you see? If you do,
A trick of our own
shall hide the mark when she goes wrong.
You know what, if you knew her much as i did
you'LL find Anne how sharp she is
now that we're on, the two of us might not give a chance
to draw a new phase if we won't win next game flows
two to none, raise to three...
her seal crave to win that pride all at once.
I can not go back to drop that counts!
real talk...i do not want to miss a thing!
you are my brand new O
you are so dear to me!
we must beat that X
for there is no y does it like u
yet we are one verb flew like a free bird
who aimed that goal
on our tic tac toe
thee thy thou
thus the last ought
now tied at two.
Seems it was her fault
looks like she does not pick
the right place as if she is not our foe.
This is the hour of truth
no time for her to beat our
"no hint two way-reach rank trace"
O X O
X O X
O X X
At last we won, with out my help
Anne failed, Gem has
the badge now
on my ***** pen
I am blessed to have you Gem.
God Gave Me You
i can now shout out loud
verse to verse
through this kind of mind game
that brings out the hype
on us once we get jive.
SOON
PRIEST
OR JUDGE
SHOULD SAY
YOU MAY
KISS THE BRIDE
MOON WILL LIGHTS OUR NIGHT
ON THE DAY WE'LL WED
AS YOU AND I GOES TO BED
GEM MY LOVE, YOU ARE MY WILD CARD!
THAT CAME IN TO MY LIFE!
AND NOW YOU ARE MY WIFE!
**THANKS BE TO GOD OUR LORD!
a true to life poem of mine
Gem is the girl in my poem---
" *** "
Jul 3, 2022
Jul 3, 2022 at 8:39 AM UTC
the cigarette smoke
laden in the air
threw the pattern seeking portion of my brain
and i saw you
as free as i had always thought of you
without the hardships of this harsh reality
it made me sad
to think of you
with how you were at the end
but you're happy now,
with hope
Mar 28, 2021
Mar 28, 2021 at 4:53 PM UTC
Do you believe in fate?
Or is it just some romanticized emotion?
Do you think people are connected?
Or does love only come from devotion?
Have you ever felt sad without knowing why?
So you stare while you drive and you try not to cry
The salt water blurs out the road as it sits in my eye
Everything in me wants to let those waters cascade down my imperfect skin
Yet everything in me holds back that raging sea with the quick motion of blinking lashes
There is nothing and everything in that moment
Time is here and every emotion once felt rises to the surface
Every regret of a path not taken stares at these flooded bloodshot blue windows
They shine the brightest at these moments
Who I truly am dances and shines as it reflects my inner most being
My soul swims in the blue
Regret smiles
No tears are shed
I smile
Regret subsides
It always does
I always love
When time continues I exist
When time stops I thrive
I’m here I’m alive and somehow I survive
Jan 8, 2021
Jan 8, 2021 at 10:57 AM UTC
words trapped within thick layers of ice
are embraced by the warmth of spring.
they can finally breathe and be free.
Jun 19, 2020
Jun 19, 2020 at 9:15 PM UTC
His hair so rich and thick
Spiraling upward higher and higher
Voluminous in appearance
Bold in its statement
Copious curls demanding attention
Natural, beautiful and free flowing
Standing tall to whomever it encounters
Sunlight beaming into its brown hue
It tells a story of bloodline and culture
Narrates history, prejudice, acceptance
Perseverant by nature
Resilient against criticism
I worship his hair from a distance
Yearning to feel it in between my fingers
Kiss his strands one by one
Inhale its scent like aromatherapy
Aug 6, 2019
Aug 6, 2019 at 1:30 PM UTC
I would like
To be called lovely
But the span of my hips
Labels me nice
Instead
Apr 8, 2019
Apr 8, 2019 at 1:12 PM UTC
thrumming my hands against the table,
i sit tightly with patience running,
the spark of hope ever fading.
i await for the day to call you mine,
to run my fingertips down your curves,
and to kiss every inch of perfection.
to hear the soft groans that echo into the night,
to feel the sheets between us,
and a hearty laugh shared over a ***** joke.
i shall await for the day,
where i can grasp your hand freely,
with your head upon my shoulders.
sacred whispers of flirty jokes,
and little i love you's,
between you and i.
because no earth,
no lightning,
no air,
no flaw,
no one,
can tear us apart.
through thick and thin,
you and i belong together,
even if you dare not to accept it.
Mar 4, 2019
Mar 4, 2019 at 12:57 PM UTC
Winter spreads white lies,
Thick and fast, so unabashed;
Her lovers shiver!
Jan 22, 2019
Jan 22, 2019 at 6:35 AM UTC
A curtain drawn on the sun;
A summer storm pouring down.
Gale of winds brush past
making you lose your breath.
Emotions start to rile
Thoughts start to pile
letting your words become vile
as tears start to flow down.
The fog settles
as the mind rages
and bones
start to feel uncomfortable
in your skin
as the swallowed air
seems to be too thick.
During those days
some just want to curl up in a ball,
take cover
and watch laughter evoking shows
to get you through.
Some want to
fight through the storm
trying to hold on to
the bleak of glimmer
that maybe there.
Some find comfort
in the presence of others
letting them be their crutch
and drink their potion of love.
Some just want to
cry a river nile
letting sadness trail down their cheek
to let it all out.
Some remain in the
black silences
falling apart to the rhythm of solitude
as the black matter multiplies
and they implode
falling back into the abyss.
- Beautiful Sensitive Soul
Dec 23, 2018
Dec 23, 2018 at 3:05 AM UTC
this is my favorite pair of jeans.
they fit my legs tight and then loose and the color keeps to itself.
this is my favorite sweater.
it keeps me warm and it’s the color of moss.
i’ve been wearing the same shirt for three days, but i’ve showered between those days
i’ve been seeing you for a week but you’ve talked to your girlfriend between those days.
my neighbor threw my clothes on the floor cause he needed the dryer
so now i have to wash them all over again and i don’t have $3,
the machine ate two so i only have one left
your copy of rear window is on my floor.
your copy of monty python is on my floor.
thick hair, thick hands, thick wool,
i’m thinning but you’re only getting warmer
i’m tired of men entering my life and taking all of my heat right before winter comes.
Dec 12, 2018
Dec 12, 2018 at 4:26 PM UTC
slowly the night fog creeps through
our village's quiet sleeping streets
by morn its thick cover shall
be a shrouding mass
Jun 27, 2018
Jun 27, 2018 at 8:23 AM UTC
By Arcassin Burnham
loving how your feeling when you look at me.
memories of you my eyes can't unsee.
special like the woods that we use to run in.
emotions felt sturdy when we were just friends.
it hurt so bad when you left me now.
I couldn't get you back,not even somehow.
did you get enough of me, but not feel nothing.
you're glad you turned your back on something.
/
Especially when your not the one
I find attractive,
I'm stuck beyond two souls and a cracked
Giant boulder, captive,
The eye of the beholder,
Watch me fall for something quite older,
Even in line of being lost is progression,
I hardly got the message,
The ice is really thick but it melts quite quick,
And your time runs out,
Now the fires are lit,
And you've wondered what you missed,
In your life,
Is it right?
It was never wrong,
You'll do anything for i-tunes songs, but you,
Just bootleg them,
Lost and found , like soul collective,
Oil color with prospective,
You're an artist not retrospective.
Nov 23, 2017
Nov 23, 2017 at 12:57 PM UTC
"I will always love you through the thick and thin.
I plan to always follow you through the dim and dark.
My heart will always be yours through the pain and pensive."
Nov 6, 2017
Nov 6, 2017 at 8:23 PM UTC
It all starts with
the perfect crust.
Not too thick,
not too thin,
with just the right
amount of crunch.
Classic crust
Jul 3, 2017
Jul 3, 2017 at 7:24 PM UTC
I search far and wide
As far as the eye can see
For a drop of intelligence
In a ocean of stupidity
May 14, 2017
May 14, 2017 at 4:10 PM UTC
I am there too.
Where I can see them, feel them breathing.
In and out.
Fluid and with ease.
Bubbles of air escape from their mouths,
playful and free.
Oblivious to the murk that is me...
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 10:30 PM UTC