"infiniti" poems
Scars
Raised lines of white puffy flesh
Scattered across my body
I cannot tell if they contain the demons or release them.
I know very little of you or of love
But I know that you should not have to hold my hand
and feel every battle the I have lost with my demons
Contained in white puffy flesh.
And when you put your hand on the small of my back
You should not feel useless carved across my skin
Written in my white puffy flesh.
You should not trace the thoughts of a girl who finds solace in secret sharpness.
So run.
Run.
Before I trap you in my Infiniti.
I do not have a fingerprint, you see, only scars in the shape of my life.
My secret sharpness.
My hair runs down to my **** so that I can hide my back.
But what of the times that we rest side by side.
And I crack you toes and you fear arthritis and boredom.
I'll put my hair up is that I can trace your bones.
I am exposed.
So I will run.
Before I latch my veins to you heart.
Hurry!
Before we become one.
Before my scars stretch and envelope you.
I can't tell if our white puffy flesh contains or releases my demons.
Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 11:42 AM UTC
I wrote your name on the walls of my heart, hoping one day you'll find a way in again to see how cold it's been here, how lonely and dark.
I scream your name off the rooftops at 3am hoping you'll come back to me
Hoping this was all a nightmare and a mishap from reality.
I dream of you and wake up crying, i want the old you back. Where can I find him laying?
Waiting for me in a grass field with a picnic blanket and lunch laid out, wiping the tears from my cheeks and telling me hush now
It wasn't real darling, you're all mine and forever you'll stay,
Lay with me and let's stare at each other. For the rest of our Infiniti
I want you and your mind, that's such a beautiful maze.
There's nothing to be afraid of love, now just lay in my arms and know forever here you'll lay.
Jan 21, 2017
Jan 21, 2017 at 11:57 PM UTC
🇮🇹 Notte Buia
Nella notte buia
c’è chi crede di essere qualcuno,
e chi invece si perde
tra i silenzi infiniti.
Quanti volti ** visto
in questa oscurità,
ombre di sogni
già vissuti,
già consumati.
Eppure il buio tace,
custodendo segreti
che nessuna voce osa dire.
Masi Roberto © 2025
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🇬🇧 Dark Night
In the dark night
some believe they are someone,
while others get lost
in endless silences.
How many faces I have seen
in this darkness,
shadows of dreams
already lived,
already consumed.
And yet the darkness is silent,
guarding secrets
that no voice dares to tell.
Masi Roberto © 2025
Sep 20, 2025
Sep 20, 2025 at 9:22 PM UTC
With you by my side
I can do anything with pride,
I have never felt like I would find,
A beautiful spirit , a beautiful mind,
You are my only,
You are all I see,
My heart pounds for you,
So you know I am true,
As my mother has a car,
And I have her old one now,
I can travel just to see you smile,
Things are looking good for us ,
And our future is a must,
It was set in stone when I met you,
We are now walkin on the lines to,
never be unfaithful,
We had accomplish 1 year faithfully,
Now we are up to the 2nd year in the making,
I love you so much for everything,
You..... my soulmate.... forever.. infiniti.
May 16, 2014
May 16, 2014 at 9:38 AM UTC
Is love really coming to save us?
Or are we left here to do this on our own
Trapped in the fear box
A speck of blue hope
Lost and alone in an eternal evil ocean
Puppets scurry and herd the sheep
Puppet masters lick theyre lips at the coming feast
The Fear Farm spins on
Out of control
Seemingly
Blinded from our true reality
Awarness stifled
Under their control
But there can't just be evil
Love must be coming soon
Must it not?
Somewhere in the blackened infiniti
there must be a higher form of love coming
To show us little misguided lovlings how to do it
Hurry the **** up!
Is all i can say
Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 9:33 PM UTC
*Every poet has a reason
Poetry he crafts
Healing in the hearts prison.
Every poet has a reason
Carefully he colours
His souls grey canvas.
Every poet has a reason
In his minds Infiniti
He sees every season.
Every poet has a reason
His hopes are his ink
Shattered on a paper
Every poet has a reason
Burdens he pens
That can't be told*
Every poet has reason
For Beauty of poetry
Is what he admires
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 4:21 PM UTC
My hand has never felt this heavy.
I can barely hold the pen up.
Even as I write this, i don't know where it will end up.
But I fear it won't be good enough.
No matter what I write down.
Nothing could rightly express these thoughts, feelings, and my heart sounds,
Sad and broken, daily hurting,
Haunted nightly by these demons.
I've wasted countless hours with hypothetical ******** reasons,
And nothing seems to make sense.
And nothing seems to matter.
Nothing seems to get better,
No 'happy ever afters'.
Life is much more cruel.
The pain's almost too much.
If a heart gets broken, time will heal it,
There's no safe crutch.
No words could truly ever express,
or pay respects
but I swear I'll always try my best
To keep you in my memories.
Which is ironic, since you died in an infiniti.
I'll keep you in my heart and soul and hope this brings tranquility.
Feb 23, 2015
Feb 23, 2015 at 8:15 AM UTC
potentia nostrae amori
vertat sidera et
moveat terram.
velut tuus subrisus clarior lucet
tibi infiniti sensus habeo.
Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 10:36 PM UTC
A sudden screeching stop
As the voice spoke into my ear
I stepped through the vines of those now bitter signs
That had guided me to this place that I am right here
Where the bitter light of reality casts no shadow
And the shadows that were .have now been faded
In this land stark with blinding light
It cannot be denied the truth it has created
No road so long that creates an endless journey
Outside that is...the majestic vision of the mindscape
Where eternity's exist in a thousand heartbeats
Where dreams can grow from a single breath
As I hesitate to allow them to take full shape
Step aside for a few blazing seconds
To consider the upcoming storm of deep emotions
Building up on those distant horizons
That must be weathered along the path of such devotion
That had inspired such feckless abandon and disregard
Anything but that which was self desired
Ignoring any pain I may encounter or how much I may be scarred
Though that choice be mine of that no doubt
Yet not mine alone if upon wherever this journey's destination be
For where you share the trail you shall also share the load
I cannot allow myself to forget
Some bonds bind in the mind....
.... and those I cannot see
And unfortunately
May never be able to see
So if I step through the vines at the edge of my view
Back to the land of finite - lead weighted moments
It seems I shall walk along with my shadow... where I fear
I always knew the endless infinity up ahead leads me
Toward that which I always knew
As the valley of my own destiny
That place I now know I will be led
Should I find that my destiny...
... turns out not to be you
Jul 3, 2016
Jul 3, 2016 at 3:59 PM UTC
Eternity in an instant yet Infiniti embraced by 0's loop
Is this the beginning of the end or a consistent loop
Do all questions answer themselves or shall I ponder
Will death bring life or vice versa in transcendence's wonder
How long until satisfaction is reached through war
Blindness is overlooked while scanning the horizon's most northern star
Space is not enough when time runs out
How much can one body take when everybody feels pain throughout
The path is chosen through notification of the sufferings
Numbers explain nothing when the experience is alive by offering
Dec 4, 2015
Dec 4, 2015 at 2:03 PM UTC
Sell cokes in a bottle goin' full throttle
in the Q 45 infiniti with 10' squares
of bass funk in ya face ya a disgrace
cases i make none pull out my guns they run
to the corner
meet the coroner nobody goin' to mourn ya
i love the dough **** the Show
put hoes onto Moschino sip the Morijito
make chips like dorito with the Monte Cristo
sittin' on the earlobe doobies gotta roll em
homies dap me cuz im a sho gun no one
can dare compare death glares give cold stares
strip ya of ya title no clothes leave ya in ya underwear
dont care don't **** with Jigga
but only these figures
i like B-I-G check mickeys black E-Y-E
from tryna stop the Grind now he Partially Blind
Sniff lines not the white lines
Im cold as **** pushin' ya luck get ya self a sweater
cuz when my heat comes
i bring the pain lightening thunder and the reign
cant stop it flows i drop it hoes i got it
on lock like a solitary confinement ya just freshman
i moved Senior less than a year no tears no worries
got glory Clutchin' like Horry pick a new catergory
cuz i get bored with chillin' the same spot same knot
makin' my Rounds around the World and i yayayah
players haters hate me
i dont why? maybe is because i hug the sky
mad tight right ! blunts for the flight
livin' the high life while ya stay Low
i thought ya knew
i Love the Dough !!ugh
May 28, 2017
May 28, 2017 at 2:28 AM UTC
and now you're upset
because i'm sitting in the
passenger seat of an infiniti
with frank ocean playing,
another hand holding the
one that you used to.
still, i want to be holding yours again.
Feb 15, 2019
Feb 15, 2019 at 9:56 PM UTC