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You dismantled my ego like how she broke my heart. You, your boundaries, and your strong sense of self. Allow me to detach from us.
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Dec 17, 2020
Dec 17, 2020 at 3:05 PM UTC
Utter Discomfort
scribing with smoke and utter devotion ———————————————- **** *half an orange, half a grapefruit, on a crystal dish, resting on a fine china plate, Royal Worcester, from England  retrieved, in a smoke cloud, upon my chest appears the coverlet up to my chin pulled, my arms tucked in tight, side by side, the light turned off, the television too, who?  in a smoke cloud, catch a faintly glimpse the menu does not mention love, or utter devotion, no recollection of ordering either, and yet, here I-am, well served, piping hot and well chilled, scribing of one’s shadow, she who never disappears she, whose never disappoints, late in the evening, early in the morning, a mirage, a ghost, magical elusive, lightest touch of a forehead kissed, a tingle for evidence, but not the only proof of her* utter loving and devotions appearance
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Apr 18, 2020
Apr 18, 2020 at 9:15 AM UTC
scribing with smoke and utter devotion
who am i to say if the mozzer's lost touch? what does my rough draft have that is missing from his manuscript? nothing. so, i'll sit down here before the microphone and say,
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Aug 8, 2019
Aug 8, 2019 at 12:53 PM UTC
access is the great leveler
all this time, i've yet to come to terms with certain words for instance, design, and all of its nuance how do i design in true when i am a shard of azure experience in the endlessness of midnight blue? all this time, i've yet to call my good form to return for instance, my designs, and all the nuances -- the water drains, shallow now, from my composition, as if i'm the desert, when once, i was my own oasis. reflection is a given. still, how can i reflect this ill in good faith, when the poisonous sick saw my leg up ascend into ruins?
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Aug 7, 2019
Aug 7, 2019 at 1:26 PM UTC
the tuning
this ******* thing came to this: two brains, sever and split. two pigs, top of the town, made marquee marked on the ground! punctuate! i'm smothered, but the fourth wall's done getting scraped! version one point one was nothing new, these scrapes make room for version one point two.
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Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 2:22 AM UTC
The Utter Dregs: scrape
shouting die 2 try? try n Try try 2 die laughing?
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Jul 27, 2019
Jul 27, 2019 at 12:47 AM UTC
The Utter Dregs: 245
that feel when you crawl out of your dumpster, and see your **** neighbor in a bikini at the community cesspool
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Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 5:23 PM UTC
The Utter Dregs: Morning Light
for all my preparation this project begins to slip away what if my great fantasy hinges on a banal happiness? the ink of ballpoint pen takes me as far as sorrow's edges i confess best to myself wetness skin to skin, with sweat's sweet and sour accompaniment is as close to happiness as i can steer this sinking ship as of late there's nothing left of the sweat to cleanse my dead palate
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Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 11:16 AM UTC
The Utter Dregs: Pig Beast
n if you have a clue pork who watches you move will be taking notes this ***** knows how it goes n if you have a plan pork who watches you move will catch it, understand this ***** is stealing souls keep it under the knife surgeon and patient simultaneously ship and astronaut in E.V.A.
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Jul 21, 2019
Jul 21, 2019 at 10:40 AM UTC
The Utter Dregs: Clue
i know well the fear as it manifests in the dampness come night dollar bills burn hot in pocket the reddened skin of my inner thighs fights to fray the cloth, but i i'm better off sleeping in my pants and my shoes, as to evade then this thing clicks and the misfit cuts come to fall into plan by design, without fail, buy and sell then there's me, this thing replete with confidence in its destruction by its hand, or on demand, its a matter of course                  lightbulb!
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Jul 18, 2019
Jul 18, 2019 at 12:40 PM UTC
The Utter Dregs: Lightbulb
clearly, the days slip past i nearly lasted, keeping track tags and descriptions, each one placed as if a benefit falls upon the lot for drawing connective lines god's dead, god's not dead, i'm god, the god of sand, ephemera at my command but what's it mean? these things take time, but not seriously, because the sun hits the wax on a paper cup and it blinds us from the bushes and so low, can't care so low, lone, done dead can't care for upsides but asides and sideways
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Jul 17, 2019
Jul 17, 2019 at 6:15 PM UTC
The Utter Dregs: Junktown
Do not try to look at me — I am in a mantle — I cannot be seen. Do not try to call me I will not answer For I do not want to utter a word — I want to listen in silence — For I am in the company of the essence. Do not try to understand For I, myself, do not understand. —JIBRIL ABDULMALIK ©2019
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Apr 20, 2019
Apr 20, 2019 at 7:21 PM UTC
THE ESSENCE
The liberation that comes When learning to say NO One of the least used words Yet one of thé most powerful What will they say you think Afraid to disappoint What will they think you wonder A heavy black cloud to be lifted from your shoulders When suddenly to utter the word NO
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Oct 25, 2018
Oct 25, 2018 at 4:32 AM UTC
THE POWER OF NO
These lips don't speak lies, Nor fetter truth, They utter nonsense, And here's the proof.
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Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 12:23 AM UTC
It Should Be Evident
Concave in the early morning sun streaking rays over empty hearts empty stomachs empty bones and I listen lawn mower mumbles motor groans faint siren yelps what is fullness a dog stretching long yawn withering breaks and aches brown sheets black dog purple walls years have been spent learning how to suffer gracefully with cliched humor bleeding sarcasm and a mouth full of synthetic words and we all suffer distressed I see anger bandaging wounds sadness assessing damages grief losing hope helplessly watching ignore me it's easy. young hearts are reckless a car crash broken glass glittering and stunning can’t help but reach out and touch it still startled when it cuts blood bubbles to the surface like hot springs please unsubscribe unfollow hollow how low late nights patterned sleeplessness hot air cold thoughts sweat glistening Sleeplessness train sounds off quick secessions and the breathing is off Rhythm I am a word that has no vowels but a 'Y' is what it needs to be when it needs to be it. Stutter.
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Aug 6, 2017
Aug 6, 2017 at 2:46 AM UTC
Utter
Have you ever missed someone so badly, you start having conversations with them in your head? -- She asked him. But the utter silence he left couldn't respond. Sandoval
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Apr 19, 2017
Apr 19, 2017 at 5:52 AM UTC
Silence
As I wake to you in the sunny morning we rise in the bright sunny morning with you beside me I truly smile I cuddle you hold you kiss you I run my fingers through your golden hair as we lay together our hearts beating softly together feeling utter love together as we passionately kiss my sweetheart we smile together knowing that our hearts could never find a better place in life together utter than to be beating together in utter harmony your heart and mine together beating our true love forever until the end of time.
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Nov 26, 2016
Nov 26, 2016 at 4:45 AM UTC
Utter Harmony
Uttering those words out loud as if they 'd been just discovered, you did bring them into their knees like a newfound land's conqueror.
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Oct 3, 2016
Oct 3, 2016 at 4:02 PM UTC
Conqueror Of Words