"invinsible" poems
Disappointment transformed into rage.
Rage transformed into tears
liquid forms of despair.
Body excreting pain
a failing healing process
acute or chronic series
of mourning events.
The soul full of nociceptors
soldiers of misfortune
firing against the invinsible enemy.
The wounds open, refusing to heal.
The years of not understanding,
misunderstandings, confusion, denial
and self-loathing.
Time is running out in her mind.
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 8:41 PM UTC
May no monster disturb your sleep
and your night be filled with
battles with dragons and trips in submarines.
That tonight you become a knight, a super hero, a pilot and a rockstar.
That each night carries a different adventure,
that you feel invinsible and wake up with the urge to become
everything you've been in your wildest dreams.
Jul 5, 2013
Jul 5, 2013 at 4:23 AM UTC
I found a black jacket this morning.
I put it on like i was mourning.
Then i learnt that nobody could see me.
People just left me be.
I walked through doors feeling free from being stared at.
Wherever whenever i ran, walked or sat.
They could not even hear me when i called them names.
This world is mine, i claimed.
Then i saw a man walking towards me in a rush.
He looked so horrible and smelt like trash.
He opened his mouth and spoke a language i did not know.
But i understood every word he said very slow.
*It is not the jacket.
You are invinsible indeed.
But it is not the jacket.
It is not even a jacket like you think it is.
It is a black tuxedo.
You are dead now.
They are going to bury you.
That is why they put it on you.
You are dead.
Indeed you are.*
Feb 14, 2011
Feb 14, 2011 at 4:56 AM UTC
Remember when you bought me three pears
because you knew I loved them? One wasn't
ripe at all—took the jaw of lion to crack that
open. Another had gotten smushed under the
weight of my books, leaving pear juice and
residue at the bottom of my backpack, and the
last just made the cut but fell to the floor after
my second bite. We laughed it off, smiling like
lovers & I told you that you ****** at choosing
fruit. But yesterday I stumbled around the city,
intoxicated and nostalgic under all those lights,
trying to grasp any form of support, hoping it
would be your hand on the other end. Passing
the same spot from our first date and that time
we skipped school just to feel invinsible and so
in love, I realized that those three pears were just
some twisted reminder that we ****** at timing,
too.
gd
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 1:19 AM UTC
Calling All The Creeps
I know my hair has caught your sense of humour.
My tacky T-Shirts have made you scold even more.
My lame accent disgusts you so bad.
Like a clown failing to cheer his audience up so pathetic and sad.
But you know nothing about me.
Nothing about how i am so free.
Nothing about what i have seen.
Nothing about what i have been.
I may be lame or not popular.
Hiding like a rat in dark cellars.
Invinsible to many who turn me down.
As embarrassed as a King without his crown.
But i possess one that you do not.
I know how to fasten my string and tye it with a knot.
I see things that are invinsible to you;
Dreams that are too good to be true.
Calling all the creeps in the world.
I fight morality balance so bold.
No eyes are too blind to see a beauty.
No man is too weak to do a duty.
I am a creep...
I am calling all the creeps...
Nobody is to peep...
Everyone think deep!
We are the creeps of the world...
Let's fight so bold...
Through our veins our songs will seep...
Stand up you creeps...
Dec 21, 2010
Dec 21, 2010 at 11:35 AM UTC
It just doesn't work, trust me.
You said matter-of-factly in the tone of voice
that could have persuaded me to do anything,
except believe this.
No, it does. It just requires both people to put some effort in.
I remember myself contemplating
and convincing you;
trying to make you believe it was possible, because it had to be.
Exes can't be friends after everything. It just doesn't work.
You told me of all the others
pretty and playful who ran away with your heart
but never gave it back.
But for the longest time, I tried to prove you wrong
tried to make us invinsible in some sort of way
tried to make you see in a new sort of light
tried to show you it wasn't that hard
tried to hold on to what we had
tried to keep our friendship
tried to be the exception
tried to keep us intact
tried to find a way
tried to be more
tried to stay
tried to
tried
But I just came out breathless and heartless
because I hate to admit it, but
god, you were right.
gd
Jul 6, 2014
Jul 6, 2014 at 11:44 PM UTC
What If we kissed and the GROUND shook twice
So BOLD yet Cold i still got that in my mine what if we cuddle so loving that we both started to cry put our hearts to the test and watch them shine slip ur deceit in my heart and watch it glide unstoppable unbearable invinsible SO TRY
WONDERS MORE WONDERS THEIR WONDERS OF MINE
FANTASIES DREAMS AMBITIONS AND LIES
WONDERS YET WONDERS THEIR WONDERS OF MINE
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
I noticed something sad in your eyes lately.
A spark lost,
A dream blown away.
I wish I could tell you
"In the end everything works out,"
but honestly
i cant promise you that
i have no idea what you're going through.
And, No,
I would never force you
to change,
to share
something you are not ready to share.
Just like
I would never force you to change who you are.
but something else
has forced you to change.
I can't find it in me to judge you
for the sudden cold shoulder
or the cynical attitude.
Specially,
Since i can tell it's a defence
against whatever it is your hiding.
And No
I cant pretend to understand you
We're all different.
I don't know
what's in your heart
or what caused it to be there.
Maybe,
Some day,
You'll be able to tell me and say at the end
"But i'm better now.
I'm over it.
I'll be okay.
I survived.
There's better out there."
And really mean it.
I could not leave you,
Not alone,
So i hope that
you don't mind
if I just stay
by your side
in silence.
No matter
How hard it would be
to keep my thoughts to myself.
Maybe,
You just don't want to be reminded
Of your Deamons
or troubles,
Hey.
I'm there.
I'll make you laugh
If i can
or distract you.
You know I can always distract you
with my gooffy run on sentences that make no sence at all.
I want to make you laugh.
I want to make you forget.
Maybe,
The pain,
It's too great
And you feel torn up
inside.
Maybe,
Its too far deep
And too far out
for my reach to
fix it
with a couple of laughs.
I'll still be there for you.
*Isn't that why you call me friend.
And I can't promise you that it'll hurt less.
But at least you won't be hurting alone. *
If I forget
to tell you
how much you mean
to me
I'll tell you now.
You were there for me.
And
Maybe
You didn't notice
I was on the border of tears but you made me laugh and smile.
Now
I want to return the favor
Because you mean that much to me.
I want to be there for you.
Everyone has their own daemons.
I know,
I've had mine.
And
...perhaps...
Yours are greater than mine...
I can't know
Because I would never fully understand.
I am not you.
There is
*only
one
you.*
You don't deserve
to be hurt
the way
you're hurting
right now.
All i can offer you is myself.
And even if I did tell you
all the right words
I still wouldn't be much
because
it's
you.
this is
your
story,
Tragic or not.
You decide.
All I hope for is that
You realize I'm not
The only one
out there
who would do this
for you.
There are so many
out there that
you've touched heart with
because of the way you are.
Luv ur invinsible
And if some
*******
broke your heart
And you're only feeling sorry for yourself i'll punch you too.
I'll do anything just to make you smile again.
Perhaps its not much but i'll try and just know i'm here.
And in your heart.
No matter how corny it sounds
it's true
you know it.
Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 7:13 PM UTC
What If we kissed and the GROUND shook twice
So BOLD yet Cold i still got that in my mine what if we cuddle so loving that we both started to cry put our hearts to the test and watch them shine slip ur deceit in my heart and watch it glide unstoppable unbearable invinsible SO TRY
WONDERS MORE WONDERS THEIR WONDERS OF MINE
FANTASIES DREAMS AMBITIONS AND LIES
WONDERS YET WONDERS THEIR WONDERS OF MINE
Jan 26, 2014
Jan 26, 2014 at 12:25 AM UTC
Calling All The Creeps
I know my hair has caught your sense of humour.
My tacky T-Shirts have made you scold even more.
My lame accent disgusts you so bad.
Like a clown failing to cheer his audience up so pathetic and sad.
But you know nothing about me.
Nothing about how i am so free.
Nothing about what i have seen.
Nothing about what i have been.
I may be lame or not popular.
Hiding like a rat in dark cellars.
Invinsible to many who turn me down.
As embarrassed as a King without his crown.
But i possess one that you do not.
I know how to fasten my string and tye it with a knot.
I see things that are invinsible to you;
Dreams that are too good to be true.
Calling all the creeps in the world.
I fight morality balance so bold.
No eyes are too blind to see a beauty.
No man is too weak to do a duty.
I am a creep...
I am calling all the creeps...
Nobody is to peep...
Everyone think deep!
We are the creeps of the world...
Let's fight so bold...
Through our veins our songs will seep...
Stand up you creeps...
Dec 21, 2010
Dec 21, 2010 at 11:34 AM UTC
Your smile so irresistible.
A captured moment
is unphotographable.
Your words are so beautiful.
They sound like music
so lovable.
Our friendship is capable
to make us feel invinsible.
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 5:08 PM UTC
Here again at the edge of the fall
Take a deep breath and close your eyes
The drop off is closer than it seems
You're fading again
Loose crystal smiles cling to your lips
Too tired to hold on any longer
We watched and we waited
But the heart of the beast only grew stronger
In waiting for it to die, we gave it life
Gave it the will to carry on
And no one thought to call
And no bothered to write
We just sat and we stared
Carving bullets out of the walls
Tired movies loop in our eyes
Worn out songs eat away at our ears
The darkness is pressing in on us
Smothering, covering, choking the life force
Remember, darling, we brought this on ourselves
How many times did we say it couldn't get worse?
It can't happen to me?
How many times did we tell them all we were invinsible?
Truth be told, love,
We were only freshmen and amatuers.
Jul 3, 2011
Jul 3, 2011 at 8:05 AM UTC
BEING OPEN TO LOVE
is not...."being weak"
"weakness"
calls out for abuse
for any form of attention
to anyone
who wants a fixation
or an addiction
BEING OPEN TO LOVE
is real and creates
around oneself
an invinsible aura
of actual power
and grace
ONE OPEN TO LOVE
calls to the attention
of those who are weak
that that which they get
is not what they need
false friends come
false friends leave
tired of abusing
those openly weak
to go on to become
OPEN TO LOVE
Sep 4, 2010
Sep 4, 2010 at 12:59 PM UTC
I can't decipher the real from fake these days.
I can't part ways with the days I spent in haze amazed by the way he made me feel.
What's real?
I can't escape this doubtful state of mind.
Because every time I trust that you're fully committed I feel you becoming timid and I try to back away in time.
Trying to convince myself that in due time you'll come around.
But will it be real?
If you don't love me by now I doubt that you ever will.
So who are you trying to fool?
Me or yourself?
Or are you just flowing through the motions trying to fill the emptiness that she's left you with?
Does that mean you're using me?
You don't care to mend my heart, you're selfishly repairing yours through me.
Abusing me.
For your own good, but it's never good enough is it?
I can feel it.
When you turn your back against me instead of holding me I can sense it.
You're in love with your past and I simply can't take it.
I'm begging you not to put me through this pain.
I can't bear to feel the ground shake beneath my legs.
Again.
Nothing felt realer than the impulse of your absence.
The crude deliverance of your actions.
What's real?
You make me feel incredible.
You make me feel invinsible.
You make me believe this connection is inevitable.
And that nothing, and I mean nothing is realer.
But is it real?
Or am I in this alone?
Dec 22, 2012
Dec 22, 2012 at 12:41 AM UTC
...had to face the person that you have to act strong in front of, but makes you break inside?
The love you cant't let go of but doesn't care about you anymore?
The person who makes you cry yourself to sleep every night?
The person who once made you feel invinsible but now makes you doubt your whole existence?
The one who made you feel so safe but left you scared of facing the world alone?
The person who gave up on you more times than you can count but you still didn't give up?
The one who left you devastated, waiting for apology you never got?
The person who made you feel stupid for ever loving them, cause they just used you.
If you ever had to face this challenge, I'm proud of you.
It takes a lot of strenght and courage.
It breaks you, just to build you.
Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 12:38 PM UTC
i.
The pavement glistened at 10:43pm like a shiny new car. And contrary to popular belief, the asphalt was a painter, stroking a green carpet that stretched across the whole street like a pathway to promises. I couldn't help but stare at it; become mesmerized by its colours that danced along with the traffic lights. They fell in sync as if they were falling in love, like two lovers because when one changed, the other followed: from green to yellow to red, the darkness of the night couldn't withstand the strength of the blinding light. The pavement sang along changing itself to mimic the colours above—a love so strong it kept its promises no matter the change, no matter the weather.
ii.
Then I thought about how that must feel—to feel invinsible with someone... but I realized I had known. So long ago, though, I had almost forgotten. But when the memory hits, it hits hard; all the colours of the wind touching your cheeks in hues and shades of greens and yellows and reds and blues. Blue, like the ocean: constantly in flux yet unable to let go of the particles that were knit between them.
iii.
I felt numb watching the wet asphalt, and found myself hoping to feel like before somehow, or in any way close to it. But if I was being honest I would just admit that I'm scared. I'm scared I will never feel that way ever again, not even brave enough to let the wind colour my cheeks. And I've really gotten over everything that's happened between us, really, but what I'm trying to say is I'm lonely and the streets look filled with life when they're actually just empty. And I do not want to become that metaphor—a metaphor for broken promises or a statistic towards bad judgement.
iv.
I want to love. But I'm scared that I've forgotten how because in the process of losing you, I threw away a lot of things including some of my dignity. I just want to know how it feels to have someone's fingers intertwined with yours so tightly that no words would be needed to know they'd never let go. I want to know how it feels to look at someone and hope they'll be the first and last thing you see from then on. I want to remember how it feels to have your heart drop down to your stomach continuously until you can't even breathe.
gd
Jun 29, 2014
Jun 29, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
You are perfection
And with your arms around me
I’m invincible
Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 12:46 PM UTC
The roar of the **** automatic guns
That threw their exploding flak shells
Mixed with the shout of our engines
And bone dry rattle of our machine guns
Gave the French battle scene life
As we strafed and bombed our enemy
To give our troops more time
Our biplanes were made to fight the last war
Not a Blitzkreig but a target was a target
We went after the ******** all the way
Our six Hawker Hector biplanes still had teeth
Four yellow painted 125 pound bombs
And two small machine guns aimed by both crew
City of Manchester Squadron grabbing their chance
Aircrew of the Royal Air Force serving King and Country
In the darkest hour as the **** war machine came
Seemingly unstoppable and utterly invinsible
Except when the RAF biplanes attacked...
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 11:19 AM UTC
we're standing still
face to face
tears are falling
and you're only aware of the rain
and that's okay
because while you can dance in the puddles
invinsible
i'm still standing still
soaking wet
you say you love the storm
but please
love me more.
Sep 4, 2017
Sep 4, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC
ive slept 2 and a half hours for the past three days
i feel high
i dont mind it
i dont fight it
i dont hate it
i love it
i need it
give me the sleeping pills
ill stay awake the night
give me my strange high
why do i love it
makes me feel invinsible
not happy
but
invinsible
Feb 28, 2019
Feb 28, 2019 at 11:50 AM UTC
We were both in the train
I saw you and called your name
I grinned and said you hi
But you stared without batting an eye...
I blushed and felt embarassed
Face turned red in a flash
My old friend did not see me
As she gawked at me so blankly...
Thinking much, I looked at the mirror...
The cheeks are round and eyes narrow
Waist and tummy have become one
My toes are gone when I look down
Oh the fallacy of real beauty
Norms are dictated by this society
Not the brainy not with personality
Tell me how would you look like Aphrodite?
I am fat, yes...
But I am not invinsible...
Feb 18, 2018
Feb 18, 2018 at 12:02 AM UTC
From ruins rise great things
Wisdom and insight become
Invinsible to small stones thrown
From mundate comes majesty
Glowing with the inner sense
That all will become from whence it began
From mighty comes minute
Cycle of life continues
No great words remain but round again
Mar 20, 2017
Mar 20, 2017 at 12:55 PM UTC