#vanished
I bought a blue sweatshirt today.
It’s the kind of blue that the sky looks like at noon,
The one that heartache feels,
And dreams die from.
The kind of blue that romantics and astronomers only would know
The one that stars envy
Its heavy.
I bought a blue sweatshirt today.
It's the kind of blue that reminds me of you.
Captivating yet haunting at the same time,
Distant yet so near to shore.
Only to vanish in the blink of an eye
No where I sight
Just like you.
Your eyes so blue,
I vanished too.
Aug 5, 2025
Aug 5, 2025 at 11:07 PM UTC
I’m striving to write a poem, yet the words elude me, as if every letter has crumbled to dust within my mind. A spark of poetic fire ignites, but when I reach for even a single syllable to shatter the silence, each nascent line dissolves into emptiness. I battle on, though the will I once possessed has faded like a flame doused by relentless rain, leaving only wet coals behind. I wander into the void of night, my energy dissipating into shadows, each effort emerging as a desperate plea that the void mercilessly swallows. Still, I stand at the edge, peering into a vast sea of forgotten verses, watching the rhythmic ebb of lost words. I know that soon, I will gather the scattered strands of my thoughts and awaken the dormant creation within.
Feb 10, 2025
Feb 10, 2025 at 12:38 AM UTC
NOTE: THIS IS NOT POEM!! Just Humor. Little Humor I just came up with today!! Morrow of the Story is, He's not Dead He's just gone.
A Genie told a Girl one Day.
I will Grant you 3 wishes!!
She replies:
3 wishes?
The genie: Yes Three wishes!!
Okay she said
Since her Ex wouldn't
Leave her Alone!
(Crying about come on
Baby let's work it out)
The Genie replied Again:
So, what are your 3 Wishes?
She replied:
I wish you VANISHED!!
I wish you GONE!!
I wish you LEAVE ME!!
THE HELL ALONE!!
FOREVER!!
The Genie Blinked his eyes and leaned forward and said
WISH GRANTED!!!
The Next few days there were Flyers of his face posted on Light poles with MISSING!!! At the bottom.
B.R.
Date: 10/19/2022
Oct 19, 2024
Oct 19, 2024 at 5:08 PM UTC
It's become obvious you are not coming back
The thought of you and her together hits me like a smack
The blood that runs rampant through my veins suddenly starts to freeze
My heart stops pumping as I drop straight to my knees
It shatters to pieces and the shrapnel fills my chest
Impaling my lungs
Making my breathing congest
Silence has no business settling inside my ears
But the fact that it does confirms my worst fears
There is not a word I could say to possibly change your mind
Without hesitation you effortlessly leave me behind
If you're not in love anymore why couldn't you let me know?
I gave you many opportunities to let me go
Yet you are such a coward you hid how you feel
Led me to believe your emotions were still real
Then you vanished without courtesy of a text or call
I guess the truth is I meant nothing to you at all
Nov 12, 2020
Nov 12, 2020 at 4:57 AM UTC
After the Deluge
by Michael R. Burch
She was kinder than light
to an up-reaching flower
and sweeter than rain
to the bees in their bower
where anemones blush
at the affections they shower,
and love’s shocking power.
She shocked me to life,
but soon left me to wither.
I was listless without her,
nor could I be with her.
I fell under the spell
of her absence’s power.
in that calamitous hour.
Like blithe showers that fled
repealing spring’s sweetness;
like suns’ warming rays sped
away, with such fleetness ...
she has taken my heart—
alas, our completeness!
I now wilt in pale beams
of her occult remembrance.
Keywords/Tags: deluge, flood, rain, power, shower, swept away, absence, lost, vanished
Apr 1, 2020
Apr 1, 2020 at 3:48 AM UTC
My beloved world vanished without a trace, i dont know where to start,
the happiness i wanted has turned to stone, my empty soul roaming in a cold midnight, searching a light in the middle of dark, Looking for a place to start again.
Mar 30, 2020
Mar 30, 2020 at 7:57 AM UTC
The hearts are at market
The characters are downed
The faith is evaporated
The honest has been burned
People viewed and noticed
No one prayed
The sadness was not showed
The celebration is still done
The sense was frozen
As it is at north or south pole
Everyone likes to be the first
Even he treaded his brother
Even he blooded the wounded
Even he extracted the killed
Even he dotted out the sad
To be he is the only winner
The world gets downed
The birds are chattered
The roses are wilted
The clouds are vanished
Without any rain ascending
To return the universe in clear
To make the happy appears
To have peace at everywhere
We must have right heart
Jun 10, 2019
Jun 10, 2019 at 11:20 AM UTC
write and don't stop
write to make them stop
enemies who believe that
you deserve to be vanished
Dec 17, 2018
Dec 17, 2018 at 2:02 PM UTC
**** of innocent squaw king “noble savage
as coined by Jean Jacques Rousseau. –
men of yore abusive, deceptive, heave, murderous scamps, thus no different than modern roman font size twelve times.
i ponder what this tract of heavily commercialized former farmland looked like before European settlers bull dozed their might (against indefensible right) eventually liquidated every last native inhabitants, and paying tacit homage by hash-tagging those who bore a greater birthright to remain, boot the primitive means of self defense out gunned by aggressive intruders, and now the ghosts of wantonly slain innocent kindred folk, who endowed sanctity to this tortured planet prompts me wonder at the lost innocence (childlike) respect toward aged elderly, whose oral knowledge encompassed the know how regarding survival skills now lost.
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a column of el nina fury swept ashore
with santa maria frenzy like a beastly bus
gone wild as teenagers during spring break
hedonistically frolic and cuss
oblivious of the native tribes,
who once blissfully n’er dealt with a fuss
of bacchanalian, leviathan,
saturnalian proportions spreading ****
when ill animalistic germs disguised then
triangulated within narrowing pen
contaminated, decimated, eradicated “red” men
once a collection of indomitable
indigenous separate “nations”
plucked by nemesis of free-wheeling
invaders, who usurped america as their den
releasing poison couched as religion into the air
which indignities true colors became readily clear
when europeans “discoverers”
deliberately fomented war-fare
to those whose instincts
found themselves in deadly cross hair
as every square inch of “new world”
grimly rustled peace in every lair
with deadly piping hot metallic bullets with near
e chance for aboriginal peoples that seemed queer
with unfamiliar customs on par with a satyr
without the means to escape any direction they did veer
cohesion of unity did completely annihilate without a trace
forced to endure countless cruelties
i.e. a holocaust usurping space
that belonged to those, who stood apart as
utopian temperate separate race
paraded as “exotic specimens” in some faraway place
bandied about as if they happen
to be some rare refinery like silken lace
cheated, finagled, inveigled,
lured, oppressed, root from entire face
of their rightful home by
chicanery, frippery, illusory and base
though with hawk like vision totally blind
to banality, deviltry, effrontery,
gimcrackery, hostility though dined
with fool-hardy, mockery,
travesty from Europeans whose dreams lined
against so called “brutish
and nasty” original occupants who maligned
innocent amazingly gracefully
lean peoples who did pine
for lovely bones where ancestors
warriors descendants withered on vine
against vanquished population
resembling Asian creed
whence soldiers commemorated
for revenge as worshipful deed
shackled, ***** only in death freed
yet in lethality our forebears flush with greed
which cruelty, debauchery, enmity,
ferocity – essentially genocide knew no heed
feigning sincerity, yet holding
murderous rapacity to slay every hide despite plead
and exchanging peace pipe made of reed!
Apr 19, 2018
Apr 19, 2018 at 6:38 PM UTC
you make me feel so worthless
you tried to leave
i thought i was enough to keep you going
why did you try to go
was i not enough?
youre still alive
but are you really?
-i thought i was enough
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 4:32 PM UTC
you came into my life as a saviour
as if you'd fix all the broken pieces
as if you'd always be there
as if you'd stay
in the end, you left
leaving my soul with bandaids
soon the bandaids began to peel
and you werent there to save me
-you left me even more broken
Apr 17, 2018
Apr 17, 2018 at 4:25 PM UTC
[Verse 1]
In the dark , We come out and play
We are its children, And were here to stay
Running through , Hungry for strays
No invitation, take me away
Im not cruel, But thats still what you see
Club to club, Come see this city with me
Hungry for life, Without your pity
I dont want it, But you give it
Still cant say she wont start up
Still cant say she wont start up a fight
You go city
Cause in the city of life she cant she cant wait
[Verse 2]
In the darkness, A killer awaits
To **** a life, And the lies you make
You do another, So this death can live
Just keep on dancing, To the movie your in
The smell of your sweat, Just lures me in
Your heartbeat, Does sing to me
Running feet, Beats my blood
My ghost inside you, Soon will be
Still cant say she wont start up
Still cant say she wont start up a fight
You go city
Cause in the city of life she cant she cant wait
Hungry for strays, hungry for life, no invitate your pity
[x8]
I dont want *** but you give it
Still cant say she wont start up
Still cant say she wont start up a fight
You go city
Cause in the city of life she cant she cant wait [x2]
[Verse 3]
Now its over, You've taken your life
The dark grows thin, And I'm left to hide
I don't regret it, But its sad anyway
Now were both dead, And scared of the black
This life of games, And diligent trust
Its the things we do, Or the things we must
Im now tired of being cussed
So go sleep forever end to dust
Writers: Nicholas Routledge, Michael di Francesco, Matthew van Schie, Tomek Archer, Alice Glass, Ethan Kath
Dec 10, 2017
Dec 10, 2017 at 3:59 PM UTC
Written on: 02/11/2017
He dreamed of a happy life,
He dreamed of that smile.
He went through the dark clouds,
Which he was afraid of.
He dreamed of a glory future,
He dreamed of that shine.
He got lost in sheeny forest.
Which he couldn't come out of.
He dreamed of a fairytale,
He dreamed of that fib.
He walked through the realist world,
Which vanished that life of which he dreamed of.
He dreamed of a lovely soul,
He dreamed of that charm.
He got drenched by awful rain,
Which he had never aim of.
Oh! The faded dreams when will you come true,
He dreamed of a life which is surrounded by you.
Why you got vanished why you got fade,
Tell me How can he heal this wale.
He dreamed of you now and then,
You got vanished as he was none.
- Shahid Meer
Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 11:47 PM UTC
hanging by threads
from the core
her trapped heart
with a hurting soul
blades of lies
penetrates digging holes
of deep darkness
leaving emptiness within
her clawed face
and sadden soul
she fears death
covered in tears
worry lingers through
her confused brain
staining her mind
black with pain
her heart echos
the false love
the promised illusion
and poisoned temptation
dripping wet eyes
filled up with
tears of hesitation
crying for solitude
hung in sorrow
chained against walls
of dark depression
reflecting yesterday's rain
around her neck
a tightened noose
coated with barbwire
hurt and pain
left all alone
with no mask
concealing the shadows
choking her soul
leading her through
a loneliness maze
loosing the shape
of her whole
the lost young
girl she was
has completely vanished
into thin air
now she is
a confused woman
living in her
own garden's hell
Feb 3, 2017
Feb 3, 2017 at 2:19 PM UTC
I vanished into a sleeping state
Possessing recurring dreams
Nightmares
Containing viscous killings, ****** deaths, and savage murders
But my worst and most frightening dream was watching,
Our love story again from the first "hi"
-EC
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 10:36 PM UTC
There was a river, near my village home
a perennial silver memory of my childhood
in which my mind still in hallucinations swims,
a life line once ,no more exists, because of our sins
alas no one recognized her might,when she was
alive and full, roared tigress like through ravines.
From above the hills, a girdle of gleaming silver
comely like a village belle on her way to the market,
in that jungle village they never noticed her charm
or the amble through rocky paths and an occasional prance
From the hill roaring aloud she jumped down,
ran through the sand bed in mirth, on both sides
coconut groves and rice fields performed welcome dance,
but times changed, they daily removed sand in truck loads
as we watched in pain the river turned to a mere rivulet
one day the river became a myth, a tearful story to tell.
There was a river once for our childhood whims to swim
for beauty in the form of lush green to come, stay near the stream
a river of plenty that we thought was ours for all the times to come
it's now a distant memory, seems like an unreal sad dream.
Mar 28, 2016
Mar 28, 2016 at 11:50 AM UTC
She always seemed to be going somewhere,
She was always up to something,
But never told anyone what.
She had friends, but they were few,
She was always up to something,
But not even they knew.
She never stayed in one place long,
She was always up to something,
It was only a matter of time before she was gone.
Onto her next journey; her next voyage,
She was always up to something,
But no one could have seen this coming.
Right when everyone expects her to leave, she doesnt,
She was always up to something,
But she never left then.
She waited and waited until they would least expect it,
She was always up to something,
She wanted no trace to be left.
But she was always up to something,
Planning her escape,
And with that,
She vanished...
Sep 8, 2015
Sep 8, 2015 at 12:47 PM UTC
No, I won't forgive you
Nor forget about how good we were
No, you are not sorry
Nor even get to think you should apologize
No, I don't hate you
Nor have the desire to even look at you
No, you cannot speak my name
Nor get to miss a single thought about me
The last thing you can do to me
is to be vanished from my life
and let me get the happiness
you chose not to give me
Jun 26, 2015
Jun 26, 2015 at 11:07 AM UTC
I see it!
I run!
I leap!
I fall!
I am unconscious!
I'm awake!
I have lost the rainbow from sight!
I close my eyes!
I peek!
I wait for another rainbow!
I'm old!
Time is up!
Only to realise there was never a rainbow.
Jun 24, 2015
Jun 24, 2015 at 1:24 AM UTC
I pleaded to her
Please don’t judge my heart, my darling
I am the same yesterday and today
and will be forever
The changes you’ll see in me are not me
They are my body wearing different robes
But within, I am eternally yours
In my soul, in my heart
I am the same, unchanging
I am awakened by your flower-like lips
and
touched by your mysterious love
What remains of me now is only a garden
of sweet kisses
In this renewal, the veils have been torn
My heart is burning and my love warm
My contemplative mind has vanished
The nectar of this love is bewildering me
All opposites are united
When I kiss the honey-soaked tongue of my lover
Her body perfumed, arousing me with just a touch
I’ll hold your fire forever
In this serenity of love
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 1:26 PM UTC
the nights
i go so low
i forget who
i really am
and just want
to be torn down
those nights i need
you the most
but you are so
far gone,
out of reach,
vanished.
Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:58 PM UTC
Leaving without a trace, your love vanished. I am distraught.
Sep 14, 2014
Sep 14, 2014 at 6:36 PM UTC