"cannots" poems - Hello Poetry

As I sat and pondered on how to write my next poem, I witnessed an insect trying to fit into a space it was too big for. I watched as the insect twisted and turned with determination to try and make the impossible possible, and it made me wonder: How many opportunities have I missed because I mistook cannots for would nots? I wallowed in the fear of what could happen, my pessimistic tendencies taking over, (because I have loved and lost and I wish I had never loved at all) so maybe the situation I am in is my fault. Maybe it is genuinely not you, but it's me because you are the small space and unlike the insect I did not twist and turn even though you are worth it. I will auto correct myself, if you promise to do the same.

0

Jul 5, 2016

Jul 5, 2016 at 10:56 PM UTC

incxndiary

The Ponderation of a Pessimist

As I sat and pondered on how to write my next poem, I witnessed an insect trying to fit into a space it was too big for. I watched as the insect twisted and turned with determination to try and make the impossible possible, and it made me wonder: How many opportunities have I missed because I mistook cannots for would nots? I wallowed in the fear of what could happen, my pessimistic tendencies taking over, (because I have loved and lost and I wish I had never loved at all) so maybe the situation I am in is my fault. Maybe it is genuinely not you, but it's me because you are the small space and unlike the insect I did not twist and turn even though you are worth it. I will auto correct myself, if you promise to do the same.

10

I'm a monster | an abberation. A sightless loon | a desecration. What do you want from me? I live in a fantasy concentration. A constant mental demonstration. What do you want with me? I'm sick. I fail. I quit. I whine. I want nothing but to make things mine. I avoid. I covet. I'm paranoid. I pine. I want nothing but to make you mine. I own your every move. Control your mind and lease your soul. You're amusement | there's no other way. I swallow life | there's no other way. "Can you honestly love a dishonest thing?" Lie to me. Lie with me. Lie right through your teeth. Tell me of the joy. The light. The sweetness. Underneath. Here I am Tell me I'm lying | and hide Your pain beneath your skin. Tell me that you're pleased | grin Let everyone else go. No one. Can know you like I know you. No one. Cares | cares to care | can care. I see you laid bare. Open | for me. I know you | you are serpentine Lie to me. Lie to me. Afford me a second look. You are serpentine | simian. A match | a head | a book. Beautiful and useless | brazen and prey. A word and a mind is all it took. You are serpentine. Coiled into knots. Breathing like a drum | coming undone Turning poison [cannots] Into years of history- Realms | orbs. Spheres of stunning beauty. "Digest a world of interest." I eat your eyes. You are serpentine.

0

May 26, 2010

May 26, 2010 at 5:27 PM UTC

nicholas-pugliese-1

Serpentine

I'm a monster | an abberation. A sightless loon | a desecration. What do you want from me? I live in a fantasy concentration. A constant mental demonstration. What do you want with me? I'm sick. I fail. I quit. I whine. I want nothing but to make things mine. I avoid. I covet. I'm paranoid. I pine. I want nothing but to make you mine. I own your every move. Control your mind and lease your soul. You're amusement | there's no other way. I swallow life | there's no other way. "Can you honestly love a dishonest thing?" Lie to me. Lie with me. Lie right through your teeth. Tell me of the joy. The light. The sweetness. Underneath. Here I am Tell me I'm lying | and hide Your pain beneath your skin. Tell me that you're pleased | grin Let everyone else go. No one. Can know you like I know you. No one. Cares | cares to care | can care. I see you laid bare. Open | for me. I know you | you are serpentine Lie to me. Lie to me. Afford me a second look. You are serpentine | simian. A match | a head | a book. Beautiful and useless | brazen and prey. A word and a mind is all it took. You are serpentine. Coiled into knots. Breathing like a drum | coming undone Turning poison [cannots] Into years of history- Realms | orbs. Spheres of stunning beauty. "Digest a world of interest." I eat your eyes. You are serpentine.

57

If you come to preach to me of love, Don’t. Don’t tell me how great it is because I know. Soft skin colliding, moving, connecting in perfect harmony. Warmth against warmth. Lips against lips. Hands upon hips. Enclosing – embracing –enchanting. Don’t tell me how fantastic it is, cause I know. I know the ins and outs. The beauty, the passion, the sparks and the moon and the stars bursting into a kollidaskope of vibrant wonders waiting for the two of us to explore. I cant phrase it just right but I know. And now there is a whole list of cannots that I can not seem to master. Your love left fragmented shards scattered through the memories in my mind. So I think in splinters. When I see you with someone else I feel that pang of jealousy I am no longer allowed to feel. You dropped me like hot coal fresh from the flame. And I fell.

0

Dec 1, 2017

Dec 1, 2017 at 7:06 PM UTC

chelly

Love (Slam Poem)

If you come to preach to me of love, Don’t. Don’t tell me how great it is because I know. Soft skin colliding, moving, connecting in perfect harmony. Warmth against warmth. Lips against lips. Hands upon hips. Enclosing – embracing –enchanting. Don’t tell me how fantastic it is, cause I know. I know the ins and outs. The beauty, the passion, the sparks and the moon and the stars bursting into a kollidaskope of vibrant wonders waiting for the two of us to explore. I cant phrase it just right but I know. And now there is a whole list of cannots that I can not seem to master. Your love left fragmented shards scattered through the memories in my mind. So I think in splinters. When I see you with someone else I feel that pang of jealousy I am no longer allowed to feel. You dropped me like hot coal fresh from the flame. And I fell.

10

Your sweet smell reminds me I'm in love. I'm trapped in it like a caged white dove. It hits my nose, coming from my jacket. Reminds me of my weakness. I'm pathetic. Hanging on every word, every statement. Sometimes you make my heart hit the pavement. You **** me with your cannots and lost dreams. I see that you're scared. Nothing is what it seems. On the outside, they control you, manipulative. On the inside, you're screaming, vindictive. You've got a master plan, a solution. You can't, won't, take anymore dilution. They've diluted your dreams with their own. You're relationships hit bottom, like stones. Always an excuse, an eventually. Your dreams crushed so pretentiously. One day, it will be your life that you'll live. One day, they'll realize everything they didn't give. It hurts me to see you this way, With no way to help and nothing to say. So alone in your life, no one around. Always being doubted, judged, and downed. Continue to be strong throughout your struggle. Maybe one day, you'll take off your muzzle. Stand up for your life, everything that's right. It won't be easy, but it's worth the fight. I'll be there if you need me, I'll help how I can. I'm sorry I'm like this, I just don't understand.

0

Jan 21, 2011

Jan 21, 2011 at 7:22 PM UTC

kasey-hedges

Freedom

Your sweet smell reminds me I'm in love. I'm trapped in it like a caged white dove. It hits my nose, coming from my jacket. Reminds me of my weakness. I'm pathetic. Hanging on every word, every statement. Sometimes you make my heart hit the pavement. You **** me with your cannots and lost dreams. I see that you're scared. Nothing is what it seems. On the outside, they control you, manipulative. On the inside, you're screaming, vindictive. You've got a master plan, a solution. You can't, won't, take anymore dilution. They've diluted your dreams with their own. You're relationships hit bottom, like stones. Always an excuse, an eventually. Your dreams crushed so pretentiously. One day, it will be your life that you'll live. One day, they'll realize everything they didn't give. It hurts me to see you this way, With no way to help and nothing to say. So alone in your life, no one around. Always being doubted, judged, and downed. Continue to be strong throughout your struggle. Maybe one day, you'll take off your muzzle. Stand up for your life, everything that's right. It won't be easy, but it's worth the fight. I'll be there if you need me, I'll help how I can. I'm sorry I'm like this, I just don't understand.

28

you cant stop the rain from falling too many drops you cant stop freedom from unchaining itself too many links you cant stop the road from extending into the sunset its too connected you cant stop dreaming of free flight locked in a cage you cant wear red in a sea of blue because you will stick out you can hope for greener grass walking in a desert you can count your blessings when you have little you cant count your blessing when you have too much. The difference will not be noticed. you can be free inside yourself and you can be free alone. I know that much. I've tested all these cans and cannots! Author Notes Contemplation 7. Freedom © Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ago

0

Oct 22, 2014

Oct 22, 2014 at 8:07 PM UTC

marshall-gass

You can or cannot.....

you cant stop the rain from falling too many drops you cant stop freedom from unchaining itself too many links you cant stop the road from extending into the sunset its too connected you cant stop dreaming of free flight locked in a cage you cant wear red in a sea of blue because you will stick out you can hope for greener grass walking in a desert you can count your blessings when you have little you cant count your blessing when you have too much. The difference will not be noticed. you can be free inside yourself and you can be free alone. I know that much. I've tested all these cans and cannots! Author Notes Contemplation 7. Freedom © Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, a month ago

28

Scrubjay alights on dewdamp juniper Jree? he asks Jreee? There is no one around to answer. Brook trout leaps to catch a bug on the wing and for one moment she is suspended between the stars and their reflection but this does not occur to her. Ponderosa’s limbs and roots streeeetch into the soil and the air it has been alive for one hundred and ninety years but it is not counting, are you?

0

Jun 25, 2018

Jun 25, 2018 at 1:33 AM UTC

j-c-lucas

of cannots and can’t-nots

Scrubjay alights on dewdamp juniper Jree? he asks Jreee? There is no one around to answer. Brook trout leaps to catch a bug on the wing and for one moment she is suspended between the stars and their reflection but this does not occur to her. Ponderosa’s limbs and roots streeeetch into the soil and the air it has been alive for one hundred and ninety years but it is not counting, are you?

17

I have found That my most recent Words of prayer Constitute The most basic The most raw The most desperate Pleases and I cannots I cannot I cannot Please I can't I can't, Oh God, Help me. I can't... Feel alive anymore. My substance has evaporated Leaving behind a love-empty shell My waking hours are so consumed By fires of what-ifs and whys My sanity burning away Thick black fumes of tears Choking my already dying desire to see tomorrow To live any moment of this Pathetically tragic existence "Why do we even feel?" I find myself crying into The much-too-sick-of-me Green woven prayer mat Why do we feel Why do I feel? When all my emotions are inherently Corrupt Why do I feel if I'm not entitled to these emotions? The wrath and anger The injustice of it all sears into my skin Burning flesh Before it softens into grief A shred of understanding Grief, pain, sorrow Hugging the bones of my ribcage Trying or attempting And failing so miserably To contain the consuming pain White hot flashes of pain Washing over me like volcanic waves Dissociating my un-alive personality Going about the motions of my daily life With unconscious duty towards The important elements There's no path leading back I've taken it apart One spoonful of earth at a time Its gone Sometimes, I see a glimmer And I'm bestowed with false hope Sweet hope That maybe, perhaps Just maybe Mayhaps Things will be okay But they wont, not tonight Not for a long time Not forever Never She shrugged her tired shoulders "I'm gone", she smiled sadly. I am gone.

0

Feb 17, 2019

Feb 17, 2019 at 5:54 AM UTC

sanacaspercat

The end of times

I have found That my most recent Words of prayer Constitute The most basic The most raw The most desperate Pleases and I cannots I cannot I cannot Please I can't I can't, Oh God, Help me. I can't... Feel alive anymore. My substance has evaporated Leaving behind a love-empty shell My waking hours are so consumed By fires of what-ifs and whys My sanity burning away Thick black fumes of tears Choking my already dying desire to see tomorrow To live any moment of this Pathetically tragic existence "Why do we even feel?" I find myself crying into The much-too-sick-of-me Green woven prayer mat Why do we feel Why do I feel? When all my emotions are inherently Corrupt Why do I feel if I'm not entitled to these emotions? The wrath and anger The injustice of it all sears into my skin Burning flesh Before it softens into grief A shred of understanding Grief, pain, sorrow Hugging the bones of my ribcage Trying or attempting And failing so miserably To contain the consuming pain White hot flashes of pain Washing over me like volcanic waves Dissociating my un-alive personality Going about the motions of my daily life With unconscious duty towards The important elements There's no path leading back I've taken it apart One spoonful of earth at a time Its gone Sometimes, I see a glimmer And I'm bestowed with false hope Sweet hope That maybe, perhaps Just maybe Mayhaps Things will be okay But they wont, not tonight Not for a long time Not forever Never She shrugged her tired shoulders "I'm gone", she smiled sadly. I am gone.

69