"irremovable" poems
Hard light bathed them-a whole nation of eyeless men,
Dark bipeds not aware how they were maimed. A long
Process, clearly, a slow curse,
Drained through centuries, left them thus.
At some transitional stage, then, a luckless few,
No doubt, must have had eyes after the up-to-date,
Normal type had achieved snug
Darkness, safe from the guns of heavn;
Whose blind mouths would abuse words that belonged to their
Great-grandsires, unabashed, talking of light in some
Eunuch'd, etiolated,
Fungoid sense, as a symbol of
Abstract thoughts. If a man, one that had eyes, a poor
Misfit, spoke of the grey dawn or the stars or green-
Sloped sea waves, or admired how
Warm tints change in a lady's cheek,
None complained he had used words from an alien tongue,
None question'd. It was worse. All would agree 'Of course,'
Came their answer. "We've all felt
Just like that." They were wrong. And he
Knew too much to be clear, could not explain. The words --
Sold, ***** flung to the dogs -- now could avail no more;
Hence silence. But the mouldwarps,
With glib confidence, easily
Showed how tricks of the phrase, sheer metaphors could set
Fools concocting a myth, taking the worlds for things.
Do you think this a far-fetched
Picture? Go then about among
Men now famous; attempt speech on the truths that once,
Opaque, carved in divine forms, irremovable,
Dear but dear as a mountain-
Mass, stood plain to the inward eye.
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Someone tricked you into believing the beautiful lies that sparked a fire in your eyes
Allowed your expectations to soar through the skies
Because you believed them, not very wise
Until they are brought back down to earn and shot and you're forced to watch them die
Kind smile and a presence that didn't seem so definite
You put me in a frenzy and then left me in it
A smirk and a goodbye that was final unbeknownst to me
When you left me in my room for the last time 57 minutes after 3
With a mouth that only spewed ******** and manipulation
Pushing me away from my barely there logic into manic infatuation
An infatuation that blinded me from seeing the truth
Locking me in my own insane room and you were the irremovable roof
So while I wasted my time waiting for a stupid text message notification
And you pulled my heart strings and bended my limbs like I was your personal creation
A million other ******* things happened across the nation
Yet all I cared about was what ended up being a meaningless love vs. lust altercation
I can still hear the stress in my voice when I desperately tried to get you to express some
EMOTION
You were more concerned with our body's state of motion
An electric charged woolen sweater taken out of the dryer
I'd rather be clingy then with a cold heart heated strictly by ****** desire
When I applied to this school I was warned of the cold days ahead
But never of the boys that will say anything to get into bed
Or the way all of this ends up destroying my head
I keep saying I won't fall for this because I learned my lesson
But as a final confession
I will fall for version two of you once again maybe this time with different colored eyes
But the same animal in a nice guy disguise
Mar 25, 2014
Mar 25, 2014 at 4:53 PM UTC
Chin up
What are you looking down on for?
I heard you were the winner of this contest
Why down
When you are already in the up
Your life is as high as the clouds
Tiptoeing on the gold
When every floor shines to you
People latch on you like a magnet
Hoping to leech off some basket of your talent
To me and the eyes of the envy, that is not humility
It is nothing but vanity
You have the neatest work
Organized and logical
Most understandable and desirable
You have the cheeriest face and smile
You have the coolest of fiercest lies
You have done the impossible
You have the peaceful of memorable
You have the breath freshing life
You have a simple but satisfying affection
You have somebody willing to sacrifice for you
Best of both worlds connection
You do not have a broken brain
That fluctuates on every thought train
To me, I see rain
Instead of the bow's grains
You do not faint
In world's every little madness added with vain
You stay rooted on your spot
Defending yourself even when the fire's hot
Dare playing forget-me-not
I ask myself everyday
Why cannot I be strong?
Why cannot I be independent?
Why cannot I be more talented?
Why cannot I be clean?
Why cannot I be innocent and still loved?
Why do I keep thinking?
Why cannot I just stop?
Why am I surviving?
Why
Why cannot be like them?
Why cannot I be like you
Always never enough
Improves but fails
Told to be yourself but I am tired of doing both the appropriating and the disappointing
Always hurt
Always inviting pain
Nothing to gain
With my self pitying
With my self degrading
Demotivating this miserably, hopelessly beating, drowsing heart
As I long stare on
Is it me
Is it you
Is it everybody
That I am crying out for this?
Repeating the celebrity thinking
To prevent sinking
You have to keep sailing in everyone's mingling
To forget what you are actually dancing
What you are living
Until you are completely failing
Fading
Because we are all missing something
Then blame it on everything
It is hard to maintain the:
"Just sing and soon everyone will respect you."
Feb 20, 2019
Feb 20, 2019 at 7:34 AM UTC
We are living in a miracle
Visible to only those who take the time to ponder, wonder.
To those who come back from wonderland in a trance
High on imagination creativity would never miss a dance
A chance to set the soul free
As carefree as could be
Every moment was a miracle, mystical
Through her eyes everything was possible
The world was enchanting.
She wonders, wonders of everlasting stars
Of the way we fly through space with nothing but grace
She wonders of the pure unadulterated joy in a baby’s smile
Reminding her that it’s all worthwhile
That if you open your eyes and admire the butterflies
Painting the skies you start to realize
Every moment is a miracle beautiful
The evidence is indisputable
Every creature irremovable exceptional
Every snowflake exclusive
Every second elusive
Every mountain valley and stream
The air that we breathe
Thoughts that lie beneath
The blood in our veins
And the complexity of human brains
Explain the fluidity of humanity
Every atom is a miracle
Enchantingly subtle
So take a step back slow down
Look around I promise the world won’t disappoint.
Apr 28, 2018
Apr 28, 2018 at 10:32 PM UTC
There is a dagger
in my side
I don't know who put it there
but everyday it gets knocked in a little deeper
I think i might have placed the dagger
with my want to be accepted
But i am not the one forcing it farther
I know people don't mean to
but they are the ones driving it in
Many of them I do not know
but some how it all hurts me
I want to feel wanted
like i am needed
I know that people care
but i am blind enough to not see
I have convinced myself into thinking things
I do not believe
I placed the dagger in a spot, subconsciously
But it will slowly **** me
I just want people to see me
to want me
to treasure me
to not be able to continue without me
Even things as simple as the number of people who read my poems
when people listen to my words
Because of this dagger the little things hurt
every comment or silent stare
every look and every whisper
I want people to need me
just as simple as that
But the problem is I have caused too much damage
but i don't let people see
so no one thinks i need it
but i am human and i need help
The things that hurt the most
are the people that i let close
because they hurt the worst
Unknowing they blunder about throwing comments
not knowing the final destination of their words
the impact it creates
the distance it drives the dagger
One of these days
It will be in so far
It is irremovable
hopefully someone will see the pain behind this mask
the mask i don't want to wear
Feb 21, 2015
Feb 21, 2015 at 12:05 AM UTC
The sun shines through the thick canopies of tall trees,
While the autumn breeze rustles the leaves making you feel at ease.
As the honeybees buzz by your ears,
And the crickets chirp without responsibility,
All in perfect harmony with the calming birdsong
All happily singing along creating a melody often mistaken for stridency.
Long blades of grass swaying in the gentle breeze dancing to the rhythm beautifully. Climb the tallest willow tree and look out towards the swirling sea,
And admire the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline
No matter how many times its sent away.
The enchanting ocean with the blue sky above
Adorn by the soft luminous clouds
Which can only be seen through the eyes of a dreamer
The clouds are to the sky as creamer is to coffee watch it flow,
Doesn’t it make you feel happy?
The way they are perfectly imperfect, intertwining together.
Just like the trees,
Which can be bent in several ways yet still look better than any architectural design. The grass is never leveled
No tree is like the next, this one withering, and this one growing.
No two hills are identical
Yet every atom is a miracle,
Every creature irremovable, exceptional.
Each helping in their own way completing this cycle we call life.
Amidst all this chaos lies its beauty yet customarily dismissed.
With realizing that Nature is enticing and mesmerizing,
With realizing that beauty surrounds us.
By keeping our hearts free from hate and our mind of worry.
By living simply and scattering sunshine.
Happiness will only be a heartbeat away.
Apr 10, 2018
Apr 10, 2018 at 8:11 AM UTC
You took a bath
In the boiled blood
And pathological depression
Of the body you hated.
You’d made your incisions nice and neat;
That was your irremovable style.
No chance of missing the veins
That lay beneath your skin
Like sewage works
Churning the thick, weariness
Of your existence.
It was your turquoise fingernails
That I turned my attention to
While they hauled you out
With the shower curtain.
They hung off your phalanx-fingers
With obscene prettiness.
Until your life spilled down
The crevices of your palm –
Heart, Head, Life, Fate –
And crept over the gloss paint.
All I could see was your rusted hand
And your knuckle bones.
Oct 23, 2014
Oct 23, 2014 at 2:40 AM UTC
Brush painting his features
Irregular
Heart aches
Skin itches
Irreparable
There's still war outside
Irrelevant
Feels likes I'm lost in him
Irresponsible
Soft touches
Steady steps
Irremovable
His smile, his smell, his secrets
Irresistible
Intertwining our lives and bodies
Irrevocable
Strong presence, whispers, support
Irreplaceable
All of this is so ethereal
Irrational
Jan 11, 2024
Jan 11, 2024 at 6:02 AM UTC
you’re a sweet vibe
***** backpack clique kinda chick
make me wanna sit on some
apartment steps and watch
inspiring me to write till mamí calls me in for food
sipping my horchata,
like a hip hop song
make me warm inside..
let the kids from the barrio run around
because it’s not chaos to you
it’s _family_
the seriousness of the world will hit them
and its not any of our jobs to quicken the pace
you wear your dads cuban link chain
irremovable like a birthmark
pantalones rotos because everything else is
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 9:55 AM UTC
Drowning in sadness,
I scream my last cry,
An adrenaline-induced shout,
From my red damp mouth.
I've grown mad with the pain,
It left me an irremovable stain,
So on this day I wish to die,
I scream my last painful cry.
How I wish I've been slain,
From my pre-nativity,
Perhaps I'd not obtain,
Such grave misery.
As life pours out my body,
My mind grows unsteady.
A mixture of misery and ecstasy,
Lingers within my psyche.
I gasp for air,
But only blood everywhere.
Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 11:38 AM UTC
I miss you constantly
You are just beside me
Some thousands of miles
Of seas and skies away.
It is baffling that I could share the same sun
Admire the same moon, as you might feel inclined to do
And somehow be too far to ever count it
As sharing the same space.
I see all of who you've shown me you are
And I package you in precious pieces
That I hide in my limbic system
And scatter through my striatum.
When it rains, I can't help but wonder
If these little droplets were ever closer to you than me
And I hate and love them in a single instant
Until I can hear and see and love you again.
I miss you with an intensity that scares me,
Considering I have yet to meet you,
And every second closer I am to seeing you
The lump in my throat grows impossibly larger.
I am closer to you when I speak of you
Face lit in an involuntary, irremovable, lovesick smile
The people who asked must regret it terribly
But, as a sap in love, I tell them anyway.
I occasionally regret ever buying the plane ticket
I constantly regret buying the plane ticket
To meet you would be the greatest joy
And infinitely more so my greatest nightmare.
Why would I give myself temporary relief?
I will see you and hold you and split my face smiling
And then I will leave you and miss you ten times more.
I am willingly subjecting myself to this.
I will miss you more than I do.
It will hurt, come good or bad,
It will feel worse than most things
It will feel better than most things.
It will feel like liberation, like knowing the grand prize
It will feel like drowning, slowly, agonizingly
It will feel like the rush of falling from a height
It will feel like the instantaneous pain of hitting the ground.
I miss you constantly.
You are just beside me
Unthinkably far, impossibly close
Within my thoughts.
May 6, 2016
May 6, 2016 at 9:37 PM UTC
The feeling of being torn apart
I don't even know where to start
A tear so excruciating
That it leaves me sobbing
A tear so merciless
That it renders me helpless
Body and soul in torture
Heart and mind in rupture
The unimaginable pain
The irremovable stain
A sharp fang
A metal tang
Dirtied wrist
Feeble fist
May 5, 2018
May 5, 2018 at 8:15 AM UTC
My dark side protrudes through my empty soul
Everything of me has been taken so my dark side has been revealed
It rattles through my veins harshly like a siren in the crisp midnight air
Perhaps it was stress, anger, resentment.
Maybe it was even regret.
One thing that I know is that I am no longer in control
The only thing I see is black despair
Darkness covers my heart like lead on a fragile flower
Anyone who tries to reason with me is shot down with a blazing arrow of fire
I've lost everything except the darkness
My life has shattered but the irremovable black remains
And darkness is a nasty life to live but when you get used to it it becomes a custom
I have poisoned myself and everyone around me
And now I am alone
And that is what the darkness does.
Nov 1, 2016
Nov 1, 2016 at 9:35 PM UTC