Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
I've always
Had a strange attitude toward libraries
Some
Self-proclaimed peculiar insanity
Engraved and not really reasonable
Imperative
upon me
was
Spellbounded
And occasionally emerging
As
My
Elephantic memory skills


This rather charming ability

Acknowledged once and for Goooood

that:
I cannot breathe, live and develop creative
Thought processes
Flying as they are  ~ Ethereal
Divinational
Sparks of Fanaticism
Along my  

True ingeniosity at any lessser plie

Of books dancing with my diagonal glances all 9 at once

& reading 6

Three of them were  
A
Total
crap
quickly put aside

as a pun melts away when one
hears of thy neighbours death

This
Undefined sophisticated fatality Adoring
flying letters

within the prism of our lust
A narcissistic self proclaimed libido

Called love

( will you call )



YouI The Knowledge Seeker


( You can easily replace I with You whilst thorough reading )

This unfulfilled hunger
For Truth
Piled over Our dreams


Not obeying the law of Sintropy
Which was undiscovered as a scientific paradigm

Do my frangrance linger
Within you

Do you
love
me

To do it
At times you stood there frozen, as an oponnent


To all the women's
Race

At the end. . .

Staring at me Silently

Widespread floor to ceiling windows
Said nothing

Only your two pals
Were blabbering about this Biblical
Not pointing directly
At - The
Highest
Babel Wrong Priestess Fish

Who diss
missed
diss
possesed

Liked me
Ipso facto like A
Fantasy


And
Dismantled his own declination
Of
Giggling
Witches like me

Mad about cherry tea and three hearts
**** bubbles
at the
sea
humming it's beautyful melody

For each
For Us
For U
A différence
For each one with love waves

Chesee is healthy
You have a Tastful Tongue

And you knew that behind my sharp intelligence
Books and photos were draged chaotically
Mostly on the most impossible

Places
Scattered

And piled as flowering colours
As plants lacking a
solid
structure
and
Thorough Thoughts

Thorough Thoughts
( Usually Unite US )
Were We Are Found
At least my-not-importance
Usualy riding on a slick blue silvery back of the nearest
Dolphin
Diving For
Pearl Ear Shells

Or this furry crazy smiling cat
Grinnin' at my newest
Fairy Tale naïveté
Novel

We can all can communicate well
Even when we are statues


Oh ~ you'll love me !
Of that I'm sure!

As a friend or a person worth of a sirious dialog

Eventually: : :

I know
That I'm not
Special
But Spatial

The Menu at your place is not for my veggy nerves ( or have you changed your habitual ethics )

Within my genotype hides an obnoxious little nerdish
Analitical psychotherapist

The nearest person would nod as an affirmation:
A fascinatingly developed natural psychologist
That's for sure!


But I don't mind
To be in love
I love life and laugter and songs

And
I hate your
Non existing
Guardianship
Beacons
Hats

And your
Non existing
Kind sparks
Beaming at me
Loving your beating
Protecting
Whales

Pinacle of your being

Alas ! Old Chap
Thou tribute to deceased master was one of the most

. . . herein lies the enchanted ink of invisibility. . .

Through your perception

The world is seen as a Round Sphere
Substantial to your glasses and the dispersed angles the light hits you
Directemont inbetween
Daily diaries with black frames
For Architects, Thinkers and Designers

I once said that you have a broken unappealing dark face without
beauty spots
central
symetries

Healthy self-esteem
To my friend

She's no longer
Closefriend

I've altered my mind and Beauty categories
Dyonis  & Artemis :
Eros was never destroyed within books
Consumed

Intimacy

Quietness

From my heart to
A Small college library

At least ~ for me :

Here dwell forest dwarfs
Elves and near by Nasa Cute Freaks


Every once in a while I saw three handsome friends
shaking paws
HE has two
persons
or just
One

requested
Water
Fire and Ice
And Theborders of Illlusion
That was A wisdom to my deep golden WIT
y
Heart
Stiched On a T  Shirt


Ignited isynaptic crystals

Are those unforgettable *****
Burning eraticaly on wings of lust and 'creatio ex nihilo'
pressing enter
under the soft-silk soothing shade
of your
Healing un-experienced friends
Under

Rustling treetops contempt, swaying with wind
And the Grass
Swaying
Shaping
Shifting

Ignoring ***
And
Gender


Sorry Ich Bin Langsam und Gothic Mefistofeles
Who has fallen for you
Slender man creature
Masculin
Energy

Feminine and full of abundant Joy
I was
I will
)vegot
The intention is craving
Knowledge

I knowledge is null and void


As a symbolic inflated red balloon

I have it
As long as I do not have
It
Any more

...you can peacefuly replace I with You whilst thorough reading...
and tear
the love
letters
dr.op

All the absurdity

Thank you!

All the arrogance
Vanished within a Dream. . .

Until we give up The True Love
I'm hanging upon Poetry
Tree of life
Spinning

Paper life. . .span
Hanged for a fible moment,
Arrow's Swift Air Cut
Release
Please
Hear
MY
Heart
Palpitations
Die
With
Me only metaphorically

&
Listen to The Universal
Divine Ancient
Scripts
Zachary Devitt Nov 2010
Standing on the shore
This line between two oblivions
I watch the sun doused by ocean
and with it i melt into sand
becoming millions of tiny little grains
pushed and pulled by struggling waves
I am draged out to sea
drifting away from myself
in millions of tiny directions
and today I was swallowed by a clam
cooking in the belly of this beast
that anchors itself for fear of...
perhaps one day I will become a pearl
and be carried off to an exotic land
where I will adorn the neck of
the most beautiful lady
and after each dinner party
she will put me away and sigh
and i will still be a million tiny little grains of sand
c.
this was an impromptu spoken word poem that i  let fly in a recent drum circle it was really well received so i thought i would share it.
You never stop to and think of anyone else. An other mood swing more hurtful words. Turn the other cheek, forget it every happen.

Nothing is ever enough your never so happy, so we aren't happy. You drag us down with you. I prey for streath and faith.

These eyes of mine have cried so many times. Each day my heart gets empty. Always an other threat use the power cards.

Draged down crush into small pieces all that's good is gone. Tierd, beaten, bruised and ripped apart. I can't take anymore its time to.

This house has become like a prison to me. Not as free as I think stuck in place, worse than hell it's self. I am leaving and never coming back
You never stop to and think of anyone else. An other mood swing more hurtful words. Turn the other cheek, forget it ever happen.

Nothing is ever enough your never so happy, so we aren't happy. You drag us down with you. I prey for streath and faith.

These eyes of mine have cried so many times. Each day my heart gets empty. Always an other threat use the power cards.

Draged down crush into small pieces all that's good is gone. Tierd, beaten, bruised and ripped apart. I can't take anymore its time to.

This house has become like a prison to me. Not as free as I think stuck in place, worse than hell it's self. I am leaving and never coming back
this was wrote for a controlling family member that almost ruin my life
Vladimir s Krebs Nov 2015
my days are long. but i dont trust trust the words of the con man.
my eyes glow red when i have been lied to by a friend. i told him he digging his grave. the further you play your tricks the deeper you will go.
every lie you said made your own wish to be roting internal hell.
every lie is your life sentence  for how long you want to be draged down to hell. you wont even know what to say cause im an the devil. the deeper you dig is the harder the punishment you put on your self.

no one trust you any more no one knows why you try to talk when people have found your ***** book of lies you wrote down every day to save or get out of what means to your own world.

every lie you said has people becomeing angery for you the biggest mistaky you have became your not real your just the lies you put on your self.

every one els is living we but you have dug your self deeper deeper in to hell. with nothing to even save your self.
im tired of peoples ******* move on with life and dont talk if they just lie onstantly
Eshwara Prasad May 2021
Great destiny beacons every living thing at the start of life's journey.

The majority, though, are draged backwards by a rope tied to a tree called fate.
Edward Mar 2020
I have been Weak, feeling Hopeless, in the past.
I also have gone through being Poor and Lonely
I have felt Desperate, and very Frustrated also.
I have had the world draged out from under me.
I also had the world turn up side down on me too.
I have been hit by a van and an truck as well .
But God has made me much stronger through it.
I had Good things happen to me too here on the earth.
I had more than enough to live on at times in my life.
I have people that still love me even though I mess up.
I had plenty to eat and had nice things at time here.
For my God has taken care of me in this here life.

— The End —