"digg" poems
Relax yourself,
As I digg through your mind
Scroll down the pages of your spine
Reading every word and thought on your face like a book
Stumbled Upon you then tumbled onto your looks--IGuess
I'm linked into you
You're my one and only interest
Will you follow me?
Oct 2, 2014
Oct 2, 2014 at 10:40 PM UTC
You’re covering something
Hiding it so patiently
Waiting for the time
To let it out
Painfully .
I can see it in your eyes
I can sense it when you talk
A really bad secret
That You could live without
You mask it so well
Until the blanket gets too hot
The feeling inside
You just want to get out
Bruised emotions
Shaky vibrations
Eyes are leaking
So intrusive
Don’t worry
I won’t judge
Just let me know
What will make you budge
Speaking from the heart
A reall soul seeker
Let me be your healer
Some things just digg deeper .
Oct 14, 2018
Oct 14, 2018 at 2:12 AM UTC
Some that have deeper digg'd love's mine than I,
Say, where his centric happiness doth lie;
I have lov'd, and got, and told,
But should I love, get, tell, till I were old,
I should not find that hidden mystery.
Oh, 'tis imposture all!
And as no chemic yet th'elixir got,
But glorifies his pregnant ***
If by the way to him befall
Some odoriferous thing, or medicinal,
So, lovers dream a rich and long delight,
But get a winter-seeming summer's night.
Our ease, our thrift, our honour, and our day,
Shall we for this vain bubble's shadow pay?
Ends love in this, that my man
Can be as happy'as I can, if he can
Endure the short scorn of a bridegroom's play?
That loving wretch that swears
'Tis not the bodies marry, but the minds,
Which he in her angelic finds,
Would swear as justly that he hears,
In that day's rude hoarse minstrelsy, the spheres.
Hope not for mind in women; at their best
Sweetness and wit, they'are but mummy, possess'd.
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Nov 7, 2010
Nov 7, 2010 at 7:26 AM UTC
You want to tell your mother that she is digg
ing your grave you need to show your little s
ister that she is helping raised streaks and stre
tch marks this baby has battle scars they may
make you feel like you're feelings are invalid b
ut your body is living proof there will always b
e boys who reject you and old men with a thin
g for green eyes who'll want to help you solve
your daddy problems show your teeth confirm
all the rumors that you're bat **** crazy you do
n't owe anyone a smile when people call you bitte
r spit in their faces you will always belong to you
Oct 1, 2013
Oct 1, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
Surprise-
Here's the demise I've devised
To try to dull light from dead eyes,
Shut those soft lids from the living.
Giving too much thought,
Do not give in to sin or rot
Now stop-
Just let it drop.
A pause for cause is needed,
Then proceed it with this
Inconspic'ous twistedness.
Viscous, isn't it?
Just digg it.
Big on burdens baring bulk.
Sulking, rhetorical quotes
Wrote the backbone of society.
Religion became diplomacy.
Greedy ****** to lick the
Tainted tongue of politics
Dripping sickness of wicked
Bigoted Congress picked it.
And its in the air, its
Everywhere, this
Distant dooming disease
Of dream.
The American dream.
Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 11:41 PM UTC
Kiss me goodbye
Into the winds river
Lift me high into the skies
To breathe and exhale the weather
Pour me down the heavy rain
From the dark clouds thunder
Push me in goodbye kisses
Puddled in lovers
Strike me with lightening
In your eyes glimmer
And drown me in your long gone
Stricken with forever
Shallow dripping
Creeping overhead
Under my chin
I felt your hands
The wandering
Feels like your mine
Kiss me goodbye
Into the forest of photographers
Under the pictures framed
Bewildered in conifers
Walk me into the rain
Push me in arms again
Wrap me around and round
Digg your nails in
Dripping shallow
Overhead creeping
I felt your chin
Under my hands
Feels like your wandering
In a goodbye kissing
The end
Sep 27, 2018
Sep 27, 2018 at 2:56 AM UTC
| "I can digg it."
. . . I can digg it, too . . . but don't go thinking you know me.
" wait. . . excuse me?"
I mean, I'm feeling you, for sure,
but, don't get me wrong . . .
until we've dugg down deep enough to truly see each other's truest selves
and gotten stuck in each other's truest depths . . . I, mean . . .
you can't possibly be that deeply entrenched in me just yet. I
can't possibly have gone that deep in you just yet . . .
we can't talk about the present as if it were the future, is what I'm saying . . .
" . . .go on."
we're still digging . . .
yes, you can digg it, and, so can I . . .
but, don't you even dare begin to think we've reached our peak
and don't you dare believe we've understood
and don't you dare . . .
don't you dare stop digging . . .is all I'm saying, ok?
don't you ever, ever, ever stop digging . . . ok?
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"Never." |
Sep 4, 2018
Sep 4, 2018 at 10:11 PM UTC
If I could switch positions for a moment
Would of open my chest tell the doctor take what he wanted
get you out of your death bed too see u smile to the fam
the Good die young I guess I never understand you coming home to your room was the whole plan kept a lot buried deep in you comprehend not only
Was u my young blood u was my friend repeatedly I play in my head the message sent only thing time ever does is cover wounds how many funerals can a person consume I feel big emptiness when im in my room 2k on pause an my thoughts on bloom the hungry for success couldn't come so soon
Be my third eye while I digg an dive
To survive for a better life
Crooked smile that we put on
To enjoy our nights **** never felt this real.
Feb 25, 2016
Feb 25, 2016 at 6:05 PM UTC