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O Self! Why feel thus conflicted? Hast thou such hypocricy To consider thyself outside the predicted? O thou ego of utter aristocracy... O Self-righteous self in me Blinded art thou so intense? What extent thou can't see Your anger makes no sense! O my, my, my... EGO... What makes it so different for you? Accusations of attrosity, wrong and woe Yet the very same thing, you yourself do! An adaptable morality indeed Ethics subject to personal need...
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Jul 5, 2020
Jul 5, 2020 at 7:43 PM UTC
Simple Self-Sonet
Though I feel darkness does encroach Much anxious anticipation looming One idea can be held with certainty As safe as possible in assuming ... 'Tis the sweat picture of you My lovely little sprite Kept within my heart Both day and night Which holsters my resolve And inspires my soul As each though of you The corners of my mouth upward pull... Such a deep connection So easily made Taking no time to form In no extent shall fade 'Tis this feeling Loves saving grace Which comes to me in thoughts Of your gorgeous smiling face!
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 6:52 PM UTC
Longing
Back and forth, Side to Side Round and round and round As my pendulum swings, it tells me things What was lost shall be found. So tell me now, tell me true What is what, and who is who Yes or no, the answer to show Where to go, and what to do....
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 6:41 PM UTC
PENDULUM
I love to flirt and dance with suicide Counting death, as if I’ve already died It’s a fantasy date with destiny The thrill of that last and final ride…. I’ve gone over the edge… I think Into a melancholy void I sink Where flights of imagination take over Memories and projections, with no apparent link … Do I long for the end? Sure… But allas, there is no cure … Death being but a transitional doorway Into another state, not necessarily pure… I cannot shed this sadness Nor it’s selfendulgent madness Its all adding up to imbecility And an attitude of crassness! Ah! More time spent in morbid revery Emotional Back-sliding and mental mortality But never you mind! The worst catalyst is any sympathy ….
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May 23, 2020
May 23, 2020 at 6:12 PM UTC
Beneath the Surface