"becames" poems
Ten million bombs,
In an organism,
Single of cell.
The nucleus becomes nuclear,
The ironic cliche.
Instructions to life is unclear,
Resurrection per touch'e.
The ground breaks and falls away,
Supernatural universe all around you,
Leading yourself away,
Venomous vapor clouds you pass through.
Written texts whisper secrets,
"They're secrets for none exist to hear it!"
Ink fills the veins in challenge,
Blood carresses the paper before you,
Eyes stare in mallace,
Rebellion is the potential in truth,
The light dims as you suffocate the beautiful lie.
Thirteen dice becames synchronized with your soul,
Chances are you will die,
Before your art feeds your home.
As sad as this is,
It brings us boundless joy.
From the darkest possible chasm,
Ascends our Chrystal-Rift ******
Oct 23, 2016
Oct 23, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC
I thought I found love,
I thought permanent happiness came,
it was all rainbows
and the bright sun,
not noticing the blue skies,
the gray clouds,
the madness of this world,
I saw beauty in darkness,
I saw wars on light,
firing guns and stabbing knives,
life is like airplanes with bad engines,
even with all your efforts to be a good pilot,
it will all come crashing down,
love was like falling into a never ending cliff,
always falling,
never landing into something too great
but our dreams.
Our "almost" will always haunt me,
our memories will always be my favorite moment,
the looks we share
and feelings will never be forgotten,
for it is a wound,
that healed but scarred,
and left a marking that in this moment,
I became yours,
and you became mine.
Today was good,
but tomorrow is unexpected,
you'll never know what will happen,
sometimes what you expected,
isn't really going to happen.
When you look at me,
I can’t breathe,
the world stops,
and everything becames slow motion,
but is it right to love someone,
who doesn’t even know you,
for years I’ve been waiting for you,
all I ask is for you to be a part of
my life,
because you my love is my light,
that burns the bridges of my all mighty trust,
and now our story ends,
I have lost you,
forever.
Oct 30, 2017
Oct 30, 2017 at 7:20 AM UTC
Music hits the pavement, shattering the silence
Making clean what has been poisoned by man
Pounding a precious beat that makes us dance
Only those that truly listen, hear it
I sit with huge ears and a guarded heart
I just wanted to feel the dance in me
To feel the rhythm play throughout my bones
And watch the notes splash to form a light song
This song, will soon end passing too quickly
The music itself won’t come to a stop
It will slow, causing our bodies to freeze
If it did not stop, we would surely drown
The music becames soft for a moment
Changing from the drums we feel inside us
To a piano that tickles our skin
My hair stands on end as the plinking stops
A sudden rush of sound hits, like trumpets
Starting to play a new beat to finish
The trumpets die out as the violins trill
Symbols crash following a tremendous flash
Leading us to the end of this small phrase.
Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 1:35 AM UTC
They always say look at the bright side
Be positive about life,
but how? How can they see positivity?
When negativity takes over my body.
I can't even see those lights, all I can see is darkness
How can they say let go
When I don't have any Idea which one,
which feelings should I let go
Everything becames complicated
Everything's a blur
All I can feel is pain and I am so tired,
Tired of being sad, Sad without anyreason
All of the sudden I lost interest, Interest in everything I used to loved
Oct 21, 2015
Oct 21, 2015 at 2:16 AM UTC
Is this life even worthing living?
If you have stress each and every day it just keeps building up
Then one day it just stops and becames peaceful
Sep 11, 2016
Sep 11, 2016 at 9:40 PM UTC
She can send a kiss in the air
She doesn’t understand why
He can’t look her in the eye
She will never understand
How her beauty can strike him
How her stare can feel like her skin
He doesn’t look that much at her
Because everytime he does, he lose
He becames a madman on his knees
Trying to delight her, trying to please.
May 10, 2015
May 10, 2015 at 5:26 PM UTC
magic what?
squares?
sudoku, i mean,
isn't even remotely related
to kabbalistic "magic":
the sort of bum-note
intellectualism in trying
to tune a violin...
2 9 4
the easiest argument from
the qu'ran readers is the common
joke about Moses
taking the distraught path
into the desert for 40 years...
therefore i think the zigzag works...
7 5 3
6 1 8
hell, i'm in the immediate
state of conjuring Belial with
no. 9916 of the times
sudoku puzzle box!
i'll figure it out...
but on the frontline of attempting
to give a ****
about the seven "mystical" seals?
that sort of **** gonna give
you the lament of Solomon
for seeing too much and then...
a harem for a parkbench
scenario as an afterthought?
i honestly think i masturbated
every chance i had when
in the pitiful relationships i was in...
O(micron) falls short of
the idea of sudoku,
hence the equation...
a crude 6... or 9...
depends whether you want
to do cosine or sine inconveninece
of a twirl, abyss...
and ziggy-ziggy...
"crude" 6
visualisation, beginning with
dissecting omicron,
ending in eastern european
symbol for multiplication (⋅)...
which, in orientating one's
optics with a sudoku,
becames a #,
get the picture?
they teach the algebra variant
of "x" in catholic schools
for the term: multiplication...
scarred, for the rest,
of my ******* life!
now... back to no. 9916.
Jun 5, 2018
Jun 5, 2018 at 7:45 PM UTC