#tiresome
Flying through the abyss,
Nothing but darkness.
Everything wilted—
Not even eyes glow with fondness.
A dark hue in the air,
An aroma thick as musk.
This odyssey has left me stuck—
In thought, in place.
This land where even stars don’t fall,
The moon swallowed by a thought long gone.
These nights where no light is found,
Where heartbeats are not meant—
Is where I’m most content.
—s
May 5, 2025
May 5, 2025 at 4:35 PM UTC
And it is tiresome to think
But most of all I drown in sad
Knowing you will never know, me
Like I wish, like I know you could have
To explore my midnight tendrils
To watch me, be
Broken wishes that left scars on my skin
Explore boundaries knowing
Home awaits inside my arms
It is tiresome, so tiresome
To always ponder and dream
Stuck on wishful thinking
So, please
Don't paint me troubled
Think of me in pastels, a breath of spring air
After the confusion of winter's numbness has melted away
Nov 21, 2018
Nov 21, 2018 at 4:50 AM UTC
the pointless prophets they point out to us will eventually become the demons we run from in our sleep.
all it is, is how you see.
Feb 19, 2018
Feb 19, 2018 at 2:20 PM UTC
A sleepy boy always awake, always had his eyes open so wide. Only another few minutes he kept telling himself, in a few moments he would sleep. In a few moments he may finally rest.
An optimistic boy, still awake and calling out each and every detail. Only another few hours he kept telling himself, I'll make it till then. A few more hours and I'll drift off.
An ambitious man now, awake only from the ******* that coursed through his body. Only another few months he kept telling himself, a few more months and he could finally take a seat and maybe greet some of his dreams.
An unfulfilled man, awake and completely overwhelmed by life and it's instantaneous moments. He no longer tells himself a thing. In a few years he knows he'll be gone.
Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 12:01 PM UTC
Angry Poetasters
Rather than write anything real
Pretend to have thoughts
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 10:46 PM UTC
At last He is the pivot of my vision
For whom; you have become an example
O’ My Mother!
For whom; Toor was decorated as stage
For whom; there is no use of sleep and or tiresome
For whom; who have power of control of universe
And who is most Merciful and Beneficent
Who! exists before and after the time
His Honor of love that you are selected
As your motherly feelings and you are matchless in the world
I have listened to a call of Unseen Eternal Voice
“I used to love my human not less than seventy mothers”
Mar 29, 2015
Mar 29, 2015 at 6:31 AM UTC
It is chasing me
Every night when I fall asleep
It is chasing me
Every time I close my eyes
In the dark place
While I’m alone
No one hand me help
It is chasing me
And will not stop
Dream?
Weird places.
Pull me in
Where no one knows me
And I know no one
I’m standing alone
In some spaces I’ve never been
Dark.
Dream?
It is chasing me
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 9:52 PM UTC
I was misguided by your love
tangled by your caress
which is sweet, anyways
opened the same door for years
cause I know what to find
how to find
where to find
behind the same door
paranoid with the trust
and the untrusted
hang in there for a moment
stuck and trapped
on the thing behind
you call it obsession
I call it devotion
I’m a custody behind bars
waiting to be punished for a long time more
and I’ll be there for whole my life
and this is not a threat
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 9:51 PM UTC
anywhere I can stay?
anywhere I must go?
start chasing what place
am in, was in, will be in
tears in silence
smile would be fake
noon was brighter
but not with this lighter
any story you may tell?
any story you must keep?
heart shout it out
but lips keeping sealed
loneliness are mean
killed slowly
none of you’ve heard were true
none of you’ve heard were lies
anything I might know?
anything you might notice?
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 9:50 PM UTC
and one day you sent me there to some place that I’ve never been
some place dark
some place that I’ll never want to be before but there was it
I was sitting alone and even you were never there
to protect me
to be by my side
finally I know what it feels like
it hurt so deep, being without you
to know that you were by her side
ignored me
looking you smiled beside her
looking she smiled beside you
starring those photos of you
it’s killing me and yes
I’ve been dead
never feeling well since then
but I know I’ll be okay someday
and yes I finally re-alive
I found another world
a world without you in it
I found something
something that I never realized
when I’m with you
I’m alive you were dead
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 9:49 PM UTC
When the room has no other space
Five is already a crowd
Seven makes you breath heavily
This is a room with stable dose of oxygen
The more people the less air we breathed
I thought of four
Because you three never existed
As if the one was a good
Mistakes will forgiven
But the one was always a hell
Mistakes, never forgiven
For what all mistakes will prolonged
Since the one brought the two
The two has never accepted
For what the two was another mistake
And for what the one never did right
Now it is the three
The three is the greatest mistake
For what the one never stop did so wrong
The three is not an angel
While the one will never make one
So yes those three stole out our air
And the room has no other space
Five is already a crowd
Seven makes you breath heavily
And death come faster
Make it six
One will released
For what this one is not the one
This one already near its death
It is will gone to find its own air
Where the dose of oxygen enough to breath
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 9:47 PM UTC
Fear of tranquility
Social incompetence and
Tiresome wishes, dreams,
Fantasies of love
All bothered, shredded away
But gently like the breeze that
Strokes the clouds and
Broken petals of daisies—
He arrives rather humbly
Yet words of futures and
Springtime and laughter
Escape those gasping lips as
Hands that have seen a
Hundred lives pull and
Bother, shred away
But gently like the sea
Jun 13, 2014
Jun 13, 2014 at 4:58 AM UTC