"bismuth" poems
I have bruises like amethyst
But the truth is I’m the catalyst
When I see colours of bismuth
I know you mean business
Bruises like amethyst
But you say you’re a pacifist
An analyst an activist
But you held my mind so it contorts, distorts
And aborts so it can’t resonate or fabricate
Or rationalise a world inside
That doesn't exist and insists
That I can’t be kissed and won’t be missed
I've got a black heart like tourmaline
But I'm the alkaline to your acid time
Trust me I am fine, I'm a pale blue
Crystalline Structural perfection
Don’t need your affection or your ways
Of objections did my bra strap give you an
Erection?
You could say I'm a feminist
But I'm more of a scientist
Busting body myths like biologist
You say ‘but **** are ****** organs’
Listen you morons, all ******* are a erogenous zone
Regardless of gender , boys nips literally have no purpose
Except when they get nervous for getting a little lip service
Trust me I'm fine, I'm a pale white crystalline
Structural perfection I don’t need your objection
Not a gem stone for your collar bone I don’t give a **** about
Your muscle tone, I'm a cyclone all alone I could spend a
1,000 years on my own.
Aug 23, 2014
Aug 23, 2014 at 7:08 PM UTC
I glance at you to see if you glance back
I can’t explain it
I caught you looking what a treat
But I peeked back to this sheet
Maybe you’re looking because I am
Am I just being absurd?
Your face is magnetic
A prism of bismuth or iron
But I barely know you
Barely an acquaintance
But I would like to get to know you better
If you can stand me
Mar 13, 2019
Mar 13, 2019 at 12:41 PM UTC
Jovial mess on bed encapsulates heartburn diarama
a fresh coat Bismuth Business man with codeine red sweet stains on his dockers
3am Dharmic ranting
"job well done Wednesdays"
and "feel good Fridays"
Moronic howling immediacy
immediately vibrating cell walls within the twenty-something aged voice box device.
Burly chest galavant
push up to get the muscle fat
lean, and impress upon
the natural on-and-on
leave the face unscathed along
Have to be outside
Outside where it's most safe
ascend the incline just before the nightshade
lose your technology in the primordial Koi Fish Pond in oxymoronic fashion and let the nature of this dream leer at you from the area down below.
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 1:32 PM UTC
i fell in the woods with no one around
and i did not make a sound.
i sat with my creators
and drank liquid the colour
of dark bismuth crystals.
and we all sat and agreed
that i was a spiralling formation
of natural chaos.
Aug 13, 2014
Aug 13, 2014 at 12:28 PM UTC
He palmed me a bismuth,
*You remind me of this crystal.
You're not flashy but you're beautiful.*
Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 9:37 PM UTC
Waiting for the light to fade in
Slowly engulfing
And blinding
I see stars fighting the rising white light
Everything shines at the start of this new forever day.
Another lie is made, shipped,and sold
Lining the liar's pockets with silver and gold
More people are bought off with luxuries
They're told they can't live without
Those who resist die without a doubt.
I float up to your wake upon a river of lilies
Guilty and numb, I cannot accept your fate
Harboring resentment towards callous reality
Your face is a bismuth white, riving in bitter sunlight
My terrible words could never hold sway, because you died yesterday.
If I could only chance upon one wish, may it be that existence not be such a *****
Have it be that gentle yet honest, kind yet resolving solitude and bliss
last longer than the oppressive itch of so many soulless *****
And let it be known that I love you all, who so care for those who feel helpless and small
Because that is the greatest gift of all, Life and Death are friends and do not simply began and end
At the gates of the garden we have fenced ourselves in.
We will rise out of dust like stars that fought the white of nothing and won the rivers of dark matter to Border The night sky we see within our horizon
A seemingly endless night of heart and starlight
We cannot even began to imagine the limitlessness of our womb the heavens
So we spear the skies with our ****** dreams soaring high into cosmic birthing~place
We'll bleed in honor of the colors that streak across The Moon and Antarctica.
I love all your open hearts teaming with life upon life and death upon death
Let us rise, up over the shadows of our steel cages and deary trappings
And meet the fluttering tree of life.
May 9, 2014
May 9, 2014 at 12:24 AM UTC
For high schools, this is a hot summer place.
Outside the car, the community saves the
largest animal championship in Cameroon?
Comedy, Weaving, Festivals, Music, France,
Australia, An Australian Theater,
Otto Barroso. These are DC, PCPC
and new digital printer is Yokompetrimi.
William Lucas Lucas, Virginia and Brian
Wallace Sanders, Muslims
and their legal representatives,
digital airport transportation plans
and signatures, as well as DMS councils,
digital screens and balloons.
We are in Australia, fingerprints;
fingerprints, music, video games,
internet and content, and if you
want to continue with Microsoft
and Microsoft, Sports, Radio
and Television publishers and Digital
Technology, Politics, Police and Terrorism,
Warren, Atlantic Express,
Atlantic models, Islands What
is a Hindu scholar? 600, Seattle,
Windows Windows, Windows
Windows, Windows Windows,
Windows, Japan, Mexico, Tamil,
Australia, Australia, Australia,
Australia, John RP Mingle, stories,
life, children and people. However,
there are 600 seats in the country.
what are you looking for? One state
"Getting food in the jungle, Gibbert,
Holidays, 600, Jungle, Bee Canvas."
Black-colored information coming
from Henry Marriott Antonio
is the most important Viniolian
material, Synthino, where trinity
bismuth, bishop, salop, ela tube
and future manifestations. Maya
Matthy Fidini and Pip and Nig
Boer and Palm & Seattle
and QQ, and Mobile, and Windows
and FNA Q Light for Stops,
DC, PC and PDA: Working
with Windows Mobile
in the United States. There are three
examples of rationalist stories in the novel:
Violence and Fantasy Games,
Cancer, Music, Movies, Newspapers,
West, Blues, Green, Italy, South America,
and Cuba. Friends, Workers, Work,
Tom Antarctica, Crossover Crusen,
Nor Crusen, Nor Crusen, Knor,
Knor, Knor, Knor, Knor, Knight,
Knorr, Knorr, Knor, Knor, Knorr,
Knorr, Knorr, Brooklyn American
Racing Wagon KA Language Rules,
Local Advice, Family Safety,
Springtime, Full Version Interview:
Writer, grass and grass,
three Americans, Thomas Christopher
in the sunlight, light shades,
instant blemishes, gold mock,
Black blue Prayer. Other translations:
Light, Green, Syrian, Amnesty
International, Italy, Viviranan, Spiritual
Cathedral, Permanent Italian Police
Commissioner, Queen's ****
School, Fictional Reality Titus
Julie and The Golan Wings Golden
Wings Tribal People's Dancing Nation
in Dancerte Dance Day, Cloud Dance,
Dance, Dance, Dancing, Hobbies,
Spirit, Protection, Meaning,
An Angel, An Angel Angel Vamp
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 4:44 PM UTC