"groundbreaking" poems
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** Emphasis mine. Trump's misspelling: all his, baby.
**un·prec·e·dent·ed
ˌənˈpresədən(t)əd/
adjective
never done or known before.
"the government took the unprecedented step of releasing confidential correspondence"
synonyms: unheard of, unknown, new, novel, groundbreaking, revolutionary, pioneering, epoch-making;**
Dec 18, 2016
Dec 18, 2016 at 5:23 AM UTC
coffee tastes better in Spain
a simple hello is groundbreaking
comfort can be a warm bed or a “like” of a picture
the cold is different in the UK (you can feel it in your bones)
they will always give you a knife and fork to eat a hamburger
sometimes you need to eat at a Hard Rock in Lisbon to be reminded of home
if you eat the bread, they will charge you 1€
crying alone in a hotel room or at a Chinese restaurant in Italy is perfectly normal
never doubt the power of distance
now you can never say you didn’t try
just because you don’t speak the same language, doesn’t mean **** off” isn’t universal
sometimes sleeping next to someone who peeled your outermost layer off is the most intimate you need to be
“I’ll never see these people ever again”
have pride
ask me now what it is that I want
I have come to loathe all brown bags and black suitcases
vulnerability does not necessarily equal intimacy
remember that you pulled yourself out of the sea
your feet tread castles and cathedrals where thousands walked
art galleries are best enjoyed alone
now you understand when mom and dad don’t answer how agonizing it is
write it down if you want to forget it
acknowledge buried truths
eat paella and shnitzel and pizza and fish and chips and don’t think
go to movies at the tallest cinema
slip a little on the cobblestones
lay for hours on the beach
then
go home
be humble
remember
reminisce
teach
embrace
Glasgow – 1/8/15
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 12:36 AM UTC
When archaeologists pull
something out of the dirt,
they call it a discovery.
I imagine them years from
now, "discovering"
skyscrapers and microwaves
and styrofoam cups. I can see
them with my broken body.
*There's something different
about these bones,* they say,
something heavy.
There is a message in here
somewhere. There is a riddle
that still twists my hands up.
They said there was a place
inside me where the music
had gone wrong.
I said, *There is no such thing
as wrong music.*
I've been at myself with a pick
axe for a long time, trying to
discover something new and
groundbreaking underneath.
just sediment
May 10, 2017
May 10, 2017 at 4:43 PM UTC
Picking skin off the dead flesh
bones naked from muscle mass
a bloodied gore infested chest
a vulture feasts upon the distress
paitence nonexistant
a gutless meal persistent without regret
they'll vocally attack your mistake
fueled with dire fret
a wild screech demand
a groundbreaking command
it's claping claws sever
its a vultures life forever
Jul 2, 2010
Jul 2, 2010 at 10:47 AM UTC
Maybe
it's just the first time doing *******
in order to expand my horizons; gain perspective
in great company and knowing full well
the moreish nature, as it has been purported,
of such a vice;
but, you know what they say:
"When in Rome..."
but lest ye forget;
"Do or do not, there is no try"
all the while
still maintaining moderation,
partially by habit and partially by force,
for there is said to be
no such thing as quality
in that regard
from whence I come.
and thus, as if by providence,
"When in Rome.."
So,
'twixt that personally groundbreaking experience
plus lots of Caffeine and Alcohol
in some haphazard alchemical combination
helped Reno to be a good-ass time
on Halloween
after playing a sweet-ass Rock Bar
with some sweet-ass bands.
And, to boot,
having not slept,
this morning was a rude non-awakening,
as well as an ominous first day of November,
what with the LAX shooting;
our roadie and I watched it as it unfolded
with repetitive loops of footage
and dodgy claims with more qualifiers
than actual substantial language;
but the Media is just doing it's job as usual;
play on sensationalism
especially for ratings;
okay if profitable.
Needless to ******* say,
it's been a crazy ******* day.
Needless to ******* say,
it may be a crazy ******* month.
Nov 1, 2013
Nov 1, 2013 at 11:08 PM UTC
wondering how you win at love
do you have to wait
until it's over?
what's the victory then
in losing it?
somebody needs to think
of some new metaphors, because
all these tired old scratched-up symbols
lead to dead ends
forget about falling, stop calling it
an end, stop calling it a means
just stop calling it anything
but love
let it describe itself, let it climb
up its own legs, let it be
what you will it, what you feel it to be
let it be what you feel
can't the victory just be
the feeling of holding on
and staying?
losing, falling, calling it anything but
plain old groundbreaking
love
is what it really is
Apr 17, 2014
Apr 17, 2014 at 11:54 PM UTC
the cult of the ideal woman.
silent era mignon.
pass the baton.
a little diplomacy.
a little electricity.
and a waterfall of curls.
she moves with the fayre.
I see her idling on Fifth Avenue
and at work behind the counters
of the stores.
besotted men plant young, leafless trees upside-down,
roots in the air, simply because
she wants it that way.
a groundbreaking end
to The Broken Oath,
and her name on the credits
for the very first time.
screens, fans, and umbrella stands.
or maybe lilies in a field of seclusion.
she is stardom.
she is the eternal question.
Aug 22, 2022
Aug 22, 2022 at 11:29 AM UTC
I built it
Brick by brick
Slathering mortar
Rebar pierced
Lines off center
Foundation firm
Concrete faults
Cemented sadness
Tall as it is wide
I built it
Contracted of stupidity
Designed in self-absorption
Blue prints of folded sorrow
Erected by a fool
No cranes needed
Drawn in teardrops
Fallen from your eyes
Collected puddles of my deceit
I built it…this wall
That keeps you from me
May 26, 2014
May 26, 2014 at 7:01 PM UTC
I drape myself in their minds,
I sit silently and promise nothing
is wrong with me.
There is light in all my dear friends,
I'm drawn in by the flame.
The weekends are filled with
glasses of *** and "behave yourselves"
and it all feels pure, frightening,
desperate, lovely.
The weekdays filled with late night discussions
centered around depression,
and groundbreaking musicians.
We wake with headaches,
we go to work with red eyes and wrinkled shirts,
but we find God only in the luminance of night.
Dec 28, 2010
Dec 28, 2010 at 10:59 AM UTC
REPOST:
A new study seems to think
alien signals could be emitting
from the heart of the Milky Way,
attempting to make contact
with humankind.
The study focuses on the use of data
from a groundbreaking mission
known as the Breakthrough
Listen Investigation
for Periodic Spectral Signals
(BLIPSS),
Earth's system looking out
for outworldly life.
~~
Please dear E.T's mine beloved
Return now it's time
take us the open-minded home.
At Last Stand by me
and What a wonderful world
I miss you love you.
~~~
Jun 6, 2023
Jun 6, 2023 at 6:45 PM UTC
Trying to get published is a ******* joke.
My hands are tired of holding my face together,
eyes open at the bottom.
Hydrated by tiny sighs of disappointment
passing through my fingers.
I'm tired.
They seek the ******** about flowers
and the quietness of a lake,
and all I have to offer is
the hopelessness that ensues
most of these messes,
and the reality that this **** exists.
They want the "solitude of a haiku" in every piece.
Well, I have some groundbreaking news ********
if humans were so content with everything
we wouldn't have or need any **** writers.
This is poetry too,
and if you think otherwise
your definition must be
shallow, jaded, and/or
[most importantly]
incredibly boring.
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 4:45 PM UTC
Relationship
Relationship is about trust.
Relationship last longer because two people made a choice to keep it, fight for it and work for it.
Relationship is when you want to smile, you know exactly what to do to win their heart, you just close your eyes and think of them.
Relationship is powerful, when you work hard for it.
Relationship is when the two of you can't live without one another. Relationship is when the two of you will be able to talk about anything. Relationship is when you know what the other one is thinking about before you two say anything. Relationship is when you feel the love in your heart just gown belong words.
Relationship is when your completely eye popping, seriously, groundbreaking, passionately, deliciously in love with them. Relationship is when you can be Romantic and yet also completely filthy.
Relationship involves arguing, crying, love, hurt, joy, and most importantly some good *** **** Relation, and most importantly some good *** ***
Relationship is when someone accepts you and your past supports your present and encourages your futures.
Relationship is not based on the length of the time you spent together, but it's based on the foundation you built together. So when you found that one true love hold on to it and never let them go no matter what may come your way, hold on and love them with all your heart.
Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 11:02 PM UTC
Today the sky decided to resemble you and your mind;
Overwhelming indigo for your iridescent eyes,
how they turn from blue to grey
until they reveal the way you're aligned.
Soothing violet for the depth and majesty of your thoughts,
bright enough to warn you,
yet vulnerable and velvety enough
to ground your knots.
Groundbreaking blush for the colour of your cheeks
and the warmth that evokes from your touch,
ceasing every feeling of cold
one has ever choked on.
Faded orange, for the sun against your skin
and the way you breathe.
How it stings against your spine
and the way your tan chest rises
with every gasp of air that's underneath.
And last, an almost colourless yellow,
worn-out by the vehemence of your craving,
for the light in your eyes when you gaze at what you adore
and the power within your heart's palpitations,
begging you to live life to the core.
How I wish,
when you looked at me it ignited your eyes.
And when you stared,
your eyes would be blue instead of ice.
How I wish,
I could grasp a bit of what unravels in your bewildering mind.
I want to feel your lukewarm touch against my skin;
the cold has latched on to every corner of my being
and I am in need to leave it behind.
I long to graze your sun kissed skin
and for the sun's burn to linger there,
I yearn to even my vague breathing
with your stable gasps of air.
But if you beg me to summarise,
I just wish you would stare.
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 11:13 PM UTC
habitual ritual, the pleasure principle
hedonistic addiction to fulfill every vision
lots of thoughts but none are groundbreaking
trying to slip you underneath my tongue without hearts breaking
want to hear my name spill out of your mouth without chasing
you around, love it when you are around
you let my inner beast come out
habitual ritual seeking you out
Sep 5, 2021
Sep 5, 2021 at 3:05 PM UTC
Creativity—
The force to construct or obliterate,
Yet always with the beauty of our cursed race, humanity
So cast down among the kingdom of animals
For our groundbreaking minds and fierce vision
Still in the brink in my time due
What have I done so distinct, so new
Remarkable to both praise and criticism
Invaluable to the point of ridiculous attraction
I’ve unearthed nothing!
So little in wide view,
I cannot be among the masters, the innovative, or true
In the (so unlikely to be irrelevant)
Notion where it’s viable
Would it matter in my venue?
I’d notice no sooner than a patrician,
How desperate I am,
To measure beyond measures
Unveil the rare, cherished,
Re-create the treasures
That in all my disheartenment
What would I have seen?
No sooner any creativity
In all of me.
Jul 13, 2014
Jul 13, 2014 at 11:21 PM UTC
Love's exalted totalty
Adheres to a root singularity
So an emotional showdown
Can be an inspiring moment
With its groundbreaking fireworks.
We can name the new in the now
And flourish in mortalty
Here where unity can destroy utilty
And beauty is not a faultless concept.
Nature is insatiable,
Processing turning points,
Using the transhumanity ideology,
But unrealistic optimism sets up cruelty
In personal situations in the social vortex
With our entrances and our exits
Merely amusing a new alien audience.
Raw human essence at a crescendo
Verifies impossibility
To have only been a past passion
And we shall indeed transcend the unknowable
With dignity and decorum
And romance.
With dignity and decorum.
Aug 16, 2013
Aug 16, 2013 at 12:09 AM UTC
091622
The rain emptied its heavy heart,
And all of them get their crowns in white
Their robes contrast with mine
While some hold their golden wands.
I look up to the sky and begged it to stay still
But the waters wanna bless
The dry coarse land we’re treading in.
And everyone was so thrilled to dance in the rain
To relish their breaks and take pleasure in their poise.
I stood aside seeing their joyful faces
But my heart was also gloomy as I search from within.
Everyone started to leave
And I was one of those who are left with their remnants.
My head is downcast as the rain pours
And I felt discouraged and rejected for a while.
I took what is left with me,
And before they eliminate the printout,
Before everyone else embark on their preceding steps,
There I am – having my moment.
I had no chance to put up a smile
And I stroll with tears
That is about to fall
But as I try to compose myself,
I have to overcome myself again and again.
Even if grief buries my face,
Something sparkly assaults me from within —
That there was someone else who watches over me
Who always claps at me
When no one else does.
Someone up there is granting me courage
Who knows how I worked hard
Until I set foot at this very moment.
And while nobody else compliments me,
He who knows me best says,
“You’ve done a great job.”
From a heavy heart this sunrise,
My sunset was moved by praise.
Here I am calling this day a triumph
And praying for those whom God told me to intervene for.
I knew that I don’t always get the outcomes that I expect,
But He who started my foundations
Will soon bring me to the finish line.
And I will continue to run this race —
Looking at the Gem of my heart.
Truly, humility comes before honor
And honor and praise only belong to my King —
To my King who sees my afflictions
Whether in sorrow or joy,
Let me serve you
With all of my heart, strength, mind, and soul.
Nov 22, 2022
Nov 22, 2022 at 9:12 PM UTC
One way to get wealth is by making
And the second way is by taking
Inflation is theft
Leaving people bereft
With the pace of inflation breathtaking
With minds all around us awaking
To the rules our leaders are breaking
In Bitcoin we choose
For we don’t want to lose
Our family wealth we’ve been staking
With strength of economies shaking
And all common sense forsaking
Now Bitcoin’s the way
For a much brighter day
With value that’s truly groundbreaking
May 9, 2022
May 9, 2022 at 11:25 AM UTC
As a writer,
does it matter that someone else
already thought my thoughts
before I did?
Or said what I'm about to say?
Or felt these emotions
making the words flow
out of me?
My thoughts aren't unique,
original,
or groundbreaking
but does that matter?
I don't mean them any less.
They are as real to me
as they were real to
the ones who thought them first,
the people who made history,
and even writers long gone.
They are my thoughts
as much as they were theirs.
Sep 1, 2015
Sep 1, 2015 at 1:27 PM UTC
I have fallen.
For you
Below you.
I look up from
My bladed grass swing.
Being the shrunken creature
Your size frightens me.
Cowering in your shadow
My eyes are blinded by
Your shining boots.
I'm so in awe of your
Power. Over me.
Blindly I act
Feeling every step
Hoping to not upset
You- My Giant.
Just taking a breath
The force of your exhale
Knocks to me my knees.
Small for you
Groundbreaking to me.
Unaware of your strength
You freely move
I dodge dip duck
Not seeing the way
I fall every time frantically
Grasping at each ****
Somehow fleeing the crush
Of your oversized step.
I want to be as big as you.
Making you small like me.
Oct 8, 2011
Oct 8, 2011 at 5:13 AM UTC
I am nothing groundbreaking.
I am not earth shattering.
As a matter of fact, it would be difficult to distinguish me in a crowd
From everyone else.
I will not be anymore signicant than anyone else
When the sun explodes
When the world ends
When the universe shatters
But oh sweet irony,
That I will know all this and continue to believe
Somewhere deep down in my heart,
Where the ignorance in humanity lies
That I am somehow different
That everything I do matters to anyone but me
Simply on the principle that I see the world through my eyes alone.
Jun 28, 2018
Jun 28, 2018 at 11:43 PM UTC
"hey just wondering but why did your dad unfriend me on facebook?"
i mean he never even called me your girlfriend even after over a year but at this point i am not sure if that counts for anything
"um excuse me but i am triggered by your tweets about your girlfriend"
mainly because they are just recycled versions of things you used to say about me
"but yeah ok that's fine!!!"
hope she tucks you in at night and remembers that you never texted "i love you" to me and that you only posted six pictures of me on instagram during our whole relationship but really who's counting??
**** the both of you honestly"
thanks for sending your bff to like this tweet because we all know that none of us are ready for the long overdue confrontation that is obsolete
"is it raining where you are?"
i hope it never stops ******* raining wherever you are
Oct 24, 2016
Oct 24, 2016 at 11:41 PM UTC
For each moment we live
the universe gains a sense of meaning,
an explanation of the origins of life
on this jagged sphere pummeling through the devoid
at an alarmingly quick rate.
We are the reason the universe exists;
if we were not here to view the stars
that line these dark skies,
would there even be a sky in the first place?
Is the infinite possible
if we were not here to decide?
Is consciousness the premise of matter,
or is there an underlying meaning
to the point of this all
that supersedes our infant understanding?
Is there truly a concrete precedent
to establish the groundbreaking ideal
that we are alone in this vast expanse
as we eagerly await the impossible?
I gaze upon this world we know
and come to find that, instead,
we reign in a world unknown.
Dec 19, 2023
Dec 19, 2023 at 6:25 PM UTC
"what's your favourite thing about me?" she asked.
she was chaos to me. she was uncontrollable; she was a landscape - a waterfall, never ending and ever-flowing with a groundbreaking view. she had it all. she was untouchable, she was proud, yet she was vulnerable, she loved with every ounce of her. she was headstrong, yet she was delicate, and she was honest, she was real. she was like electricity, she was a thunderstorm, crashing and creating, and formed an unbreakable sight. she was a masterpiece. she could fuel a fire, and she could put one out, and although she was forever absent, she was always present, and she was mine. she was thrilling; she had a universe in her eyes, and i wasn't sure whether or not it was too great to venture into.
"all of you," i replied, "every last bit."
Feb 5, 2015
Feb 5, 2015 at 6:05 PM UTC
inside I am waiting
it's all aggravating
all the pain forsaking
no more belly aching
this time saturating
the power mine for taking
it's really quite groundbreaking
the inner workings greatly
just hold yourself impatiently
while the world keeps changing
driven mad screams angrily
sitting here relating
it has to come so hastily
remember we can live freely
starting with our inner being
Jul 29, 2014
Jul 29, 2014 at 3:32 PM UTC