#uh
It hurt...
When I love you with
my all,
But you don't have enough
Time to look at me...
What I am going through!!!
It hurt...
When my days and nights
All are yours,
But you don't even care
For me...
What had I lost!!!
I love uh Baabaa,
And I know maye be someone
Can replace me after awhile..
But,
What about me and the
replacement of missing part of yours???
I lost me... Enough me that my
All lost belongs to you!!!
Jul 16, 2019
Jul 16, 2019 at 9:37 AM UTC
My babe is so sweet, My lover sings soft.
He sings soft to me, can turn water to wine
with his honeyed voice.
He sings his nigh notes loud,
and I catch a glimpse of it- what hides just under his tongue,
What he unleashes only under God’s tired eye.
There is a lake in the wood.
He crawls to it some nights, in secret, my Singing Babe
And when he growls his consonants into the water,
The ripples travel the mud, and creatures twitch their ears
to my lover’s noise.
Hide from me, baby.
I know you pray, my soft-sung lover,
sin’s reckoning won’t find you there.
I’ll hope you come to me one night, wet with some untamed fear.
The roar of my dark thing’s heart
would be so sweet to hear.
The water’s moon is a halo all around him,
As water dances to my boy’s rumbling, like crocodile song,
Like the bellowing of a woman wrapped in euphoric sin.
In my dreams I hear a wounded Lion
misplaced in some wood, and when I find it lying there,
a lamb turns to me slowly
with a mouth full of blood.
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Jun 30, 2019
Jun 30, 2019 at 6:06 PM UTC
As I look over my first year of high school,
all I can remember
is this
BURNING
sadness.
It throbs in my chest, robbing my lungs of air and causing my mind to slide in a downward spiral.
I remember the yelling.
I remember the panic.
I remember the sorrow coursing through my veins, inching between my bones until it filled every last inch of me.
I remember the cuts, most of all.
But I also remember my friends.
I remember Navleen.
I remember Eunice.
I remember Damien and Kylee
I remember Kayleigh and Humera.
I remember the jokes, the silly conversations, the laughter.
I remember the stupidity that is the teenager's mind.
It's one of our last shots at being kids.
We want to take it.
But...
You
Won't
Let
Us...
Jun 15, 2019
Jun 15, 2019 at 11:01 PM UTC
Mountains conquest
become insurmountable obstacles
as impatience
endeavour ill.
~~~~
By: Karijinbba
All rights reserved.
Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 12:20 PM UTC
Today I learned that the very thing giving me hope was the only thing standing in my way
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 5:47 PM UTC
your voice usually only has to walk through one door
to get its message across
the door being your teeth, of course
but my voice walks through an infinite amount of doors
and some of them lead nowhere?
some of them lead everywhere.
i'm not sure what the door situation is in my body, but
i know that my voice is tired by the time it reaches my teeth.
Nov 16, 2018
Nov 16, 2018 at 3:55 AM UTC
when i'm scared you are my rough place to land,
you boast of critique though i see no wrong.
a simple spot to fall when one can't stand,
you are the home in which i could belong.
a fierce competitor one cannot beat,
she is the fire from which eden was made;
for you, oceans are given a heartbeat,
yet--your doubt overwhelms you im afraid!
but her aggression, formed in vaguest word,
she stomps upon eggshells others ignore.
i can hear the way her love is slurred,
you see her smile-behind the locked door?
in all that i know of heaven, she's there,
arms around the one she loves without care.
Jun 11, 2018
Jun 11, 2018 at 12:15 AM UTC
throw bunch of colors in my mind,
again and again 'till I bleed sunshine.
Oct 3, 2017
Oct 3, 2017 at 3:05 AM UTC
And in twenty-something years, after love and heartbreak, joy and sorrow. After so many lessons learned and good times had, and all of the ups and downs. With all of the people I've met, and through a stroke of luck, the people I've helped...
I have come to realize that I don't know anyone.
The darker corners of your mind, the condition it's in. Like hunger.
It's not something that goes away.
Empty.
All is lost.
Sep 6, 2017
Sep 6, 2017 at 6:37 PM UTC
66 six poems of searching for lawyers
(And) lacerating in paper lament
My muse being vamped by the land
Black and white, out-inside
Making no sense, as a tree
Falls into a drained sea.
A mountain is nothing but me
Aug 20, 2017
Aug 20, 2017 at 3:35 PM UTC
It's my soul wandering in wonders
In ****** and meander it utters
There is never a stop, the levelling
Unveiling like a chorus to another
In a world where I am in disuse
A time where my muse sings
Lovers come and pack up to leave
Wavered like an anthem in discord
A universe where faith itself is a disbelief
A relief of the contours and eventualities
The vision sighted that all is out of balance
Shaky like a chord reaching a crescendo
Rivers so strong that I can't wander through
A swim so strenuous and unfocused
On the tunnel there is a lighted bulb
Glowing like a fire bomb ready to explode
In street and houses where all are struggling
The hidden secrets and the wet pillows
Subtle things that we will never know or see
Lost like a crab unshaken in it's shell
Jul 7, 2016
Jul 7, 2016 at 7:18 AM UTC
The birds call keeps punching me till I'm sleeping
Maybe one day I'll just keep on dreaming
About the roses and how they glisten glazed in the sun
On and on petals leap till noones left breathing
Lie awake listen your mind to the tweeting
Call again and suddenly I'm standing bleeding
Out of the words to describe this feeling
My minds set on moving forward into the bleak end
I hear your call whisper my name
from the poison ivy black lips
Listen to the whizzing of the hissing snake between your teeth
As the phone screams its time to stay awake
Never too much to take away
I made my own bed of rose petals now tell me is it time yet
The bleak end never seemed so clean
Another lost soul latches onto another rose
The lights of the past blind the eyes of the future
Please pick up the phone the birds are calling
Don't you want it all to slither away?
We all missed you today
Will you ever be okay
I brought you a rose from my garden
Can you ever accept what I am giving
The birds are calling are you listening?
There are no roses left in the dreamland
Never before had **** smelled so sweet
Come and lie in this wasteland
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 9:33 PM UTC
Everything crumbling
All at once
Falling on top of me
Crushing me
Crushing my lungs
No way to escape
Might as well crumble
And join the mess
I can't act like
I'm not at fault
Because I am
But aren't we all?
Jul 4, 2015
Jul 4, 2015 at 9:42 PM UTC
The poison has left my veins.
Taken from me by pale lips
that were pressed to mine so gently, so lovely,
so sweet, so kind.
When his mouth parts mine
he leaves my lips cold.
Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 2:56 PM UTC
He tells me I'm beautiful like its a fact, not a compliment.
Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 6:04 PM UTC
Tell me about the garden again,
tell me this is our last night on earth and you just want to know that it's real
tell me fairytales. Tell me
this is everything you've ever dreamed of
and more.
Kiss me with whiskey lips and cigarette teeth
kiss me like you'll never have a chance to kiss someone again. I want to feel you. I want to taste callous remarks
on your tongue
give them to me, give me everything and then give me more. Sing to me
write me ten thousand sonnets and recite them
ignite everything we've ever been.
This is your chance. Tell me about
the vines.
Tell me a thousand things, and more, and more. Drink me in, like this,
sprawled out on your bed, laughing like it's the end of the world. We don't have much time.
Let's end it all, hangman's rope and a burning will,
or let's stay a little longer.
I want to hear your voice again. Tell me how we're ruined.
Tell me how I'm ruining you,
and how you love it.
Tell me about tomorrow.
It's the only one we have left.
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 2:41 PM UTC
***am i strong am i strong am i strong am i strong will i
will i survive?***
you rub your eyes dry so that no one will know
about the crumpled up tissues that still litter the bathroom floor
the discarded strips of metal shining from their hiding place underneath your bed
(you used to keep fairytales there;
now there are only monsters)
fatality is not in your vocabulary but you might need to put it in soon
you need to know that she will hold you hair for you
while you spit up blood
and she will whisper that it will be alright
even while she digs her fingernails into the small of your back
you need to know that
she is lying to you as she is lying with you she doesn't care she will call you a monster and rip out your ******* lungsbreathe
strength is incalculable
i cannot help you to walk if your legs are broken
{ your lungs are made of tar and you can't remember when it was
the last time you could breathe }
life is too sentimental so you've taught yourself not to feel
but you will still scream
as she rips your teeth out and swallows them
you are speeding too fast for me to follow for anyone to
follow
i don't think you know how to slow down
strength is a chemical weakness i wonder
what pulses through your bones to make them hate you so much
i wonder what you ever did to make her hate you so much
you are train tracks
waiting to be trodden on
strength is not in your vocabulary
and you're pretty sure it never will be
a cigarette dangles carelessly
from chapped lips
your song has never been so discordant.
May 15, 2014
May 15, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC
i tried to look through your eyes today
at me, me, the girl who trusted you, (who trusts you, maybe...)
i saw a girl who sat, almost at your feet for God's sake,
and let words pour out of my mouth like i was
throwing up last nights dinner, because i hadn't eaten that night
and i saw a girl who couldn't face the mirror, because she
doesn't know how to act around strangers
there was a girl who made me sad, made me wish i could take
all the pain away
i saw a girl who was constantly HIDING (no, i was just... okay, maybe i was hiding) in too big sweaters and buns, long sleeves and leggings
dear GOD, its nearly 90 degrees outside, why are you wearing long sleeves?
because she has squiggly ink on her arms she doesn't want you to see
oh, oh but i figured it out
she wears these things because she's hiding
this is what you see- you see me, like nobody else
ever
has
r.c.
May 2, 2014
May 2, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC