ThePoet: Favorites

Aug 2016 ThePoet

GaryFairy

everywhere i go there's a cop
not a real cop, but someone trying to convict me
incarcerated by their eyes
i'm stuck in their cell and they restrict me

everywhere i go there's a God
not a real God, but someone trying to judge me
i'm condemned by their eyes
i'm stuck in their hell and they begrudge me

read fast to get the flow

#society #haters

Aug 2016 ThePoet

the saddest song of apathy

Aug 2016 ThePoet

GaryFairy

the saddest song of apathy

dancing on the sands of agony
to the saddest song of apathy
standing behind tactical amnesty
with no chance because we lack capacity

we can't advance in fantasy
in rampant mankind's laxity
this land is ****** by strategy
a lack of sanity and demanded voracity

a stance of disbanding amity
we enhance the mass audacity
with plans deteriorating rapidly
we only last for a chance at catastrophe

i worked with the short "a" vowel sound

#war #peace #insanity #extinction #mankind

Aug 2016 ThePoet

untitled

Aug 2016 ThePoet

GaryFairy

untitled

within my own vicinity
i search for simple serenity
tending to my own tendencies
mending without amenities

sick and twisted remedies
a bitter sweet identity
my slit-wristed entities
the enemies of my memories

#alcohol #abuse #dependency

Aug 2016 ThePoet

♫♪♫♪

Aug 2016 ThePoet

Little Bear

♫♪♫♪

if only we would love
with our eyes
closed
and our hearts
open

we would not see
the outer shell

we would simply
fall in love with
the soul
the spirit
the heart
before us

for the rest
eventually falls away

Thank you all so so very much for all of the wonderful comments and kind words. I am so very grateful. I woke this morning to so many emails.. i actually thought my Mum had finally managed to use the email account i had set up for her and had sent me some messages :o)
but no .. haha bless her heart.. :o)

So.... again.. thank you thank you all forever, for all the hearts and all the love..
i feel it ***

Aug 2016 ThePoet

frankenstein 2016 - nowhere to hide

Aug 2016 ThePoet

GaryFairy

frankenstein 2016 - nowhere to hide

with torches burning from behind
there's none like me to stand beside
it was a shock to wake up to find
I can't find nowhere to hide

with pieces of mankind's designs
there's a monster living deep inside
I hate who made this life of mine
I just couldn't get by if I tried

made with parts of different kinds
brought to life by lightning applied
there's no peace left in my mind
I can't find nowhere to hide

#frankenstein #alienation

Aug 2016 ThePoet

through my window

Aug 2016 ThePoet

SøułSurvivør

through my window

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a
single
star
as
seen
through
my
window

who
knew
stars
could
be
held
in
a

*box?

☆☆♡♡♡ HELLO POETRY ♡♡♡☆☆

Thank you all so much for your support of my work! This was such a pleasant surprise!
I wish I could thank each and every one of you who is commenting and responding to this piece. Unfortunately things are happening at my home which are beyond my control. My dad wasn't feeling well. He's better now but he still has a lump in his right cheek. He had had cancer at the base of his tongue and this is in the same area. Thank you for your prayers and well wishes! They are greatly appreciated!

I'm just putting everything in God's hands.

#window #star #box

Aug 2016 ThePoet

inkling

Aug 2016 ThePoet

GaryFairy

inkling

I spend my time thinking
but all it brings is drinking
even with my eyes unblinking
I don't have an inkling

I spend my time creating
the gates of my debating
hating my own procrastinating
it's only time I'm wasting

I spend my time drinking
but all it brings is thinking
when my mentality is shrinking
I don't have an inkling

#time #alcoholism #inkling

Aug 2016 ThePoet

Pretty things

Aug 2016 ThePoet

Akira Chinen

Pretty things

I like pens that bleed
Ink that smears
Girls with scars
Broken parts
***** clothes
Stained sheets
The hint of blood
The taste of lust
The smells of love
Nights through morning
Mornings to night
Suns that sleep
Moons that dream
And all the pretty
You hide underneath
Those pretty
Pretty
Pretty things

Aug 2016 ThePoet

Vivid Lucidity

Aug 2016 ThePoet

Justin S Wampler

Vivid Lucidity

Lovely though it was,
the grace of wakefulness
took that light from me.

The more I try to grasp it back
the more it seems to evade me,
receding deeper into my mind.

But my body still remembers fine,
sweaty and aroused with a throbbing
sensation down south of my equator.

Good morning life,
good night sweet love,
may you return tonight.

Return to my sleeping eyes
so my body may remember
just one more time.