"limitlessly" poems
I fell in love with a ghost
Upon whose grave I have committed great travesties
She was silent and seemed lost
And my feeble heart could not sustain her futile tragedies
The tragedies of millennia past, gasping in in-articulation
The suffocation of a future already always lost, without observation
I fell in love with loving a ghost
Who saw past my eyes into a formless ocean
Limitlessly there, she sunk and she rose
But alas was not of my wanting nor creation
She who is of minimal infinity
Taught me nought about nothing, nobody
I only recognize that it was her that never wants me
And I who longs achingly to be in her vicinity
Jun 24, 2011
Jun 24, 2011 at 7:11 PM UTC
sat in your lap
jealousy builds
like pressure
once a fissure
it now inches
its way across
my soiled soul
lather it on my body
like blood -
thick and treacly
dark, sticky
ever so sickly
tell me your lies
tell me your truths
trace them into my flesh
mark me
cast the runes
now they have spoken
clatter on the rocks
like my pride has
broken
my rage glowing
all I can see
forever growing
I embody entropy
A rule of disorder
hatred rises
through the flames
let it burn me
to ashes
like your touch
sizzles my skins frame
it's a crime scene
of blood swirling like ink
pills scattered
around me
like a ritual
I wonder what
my mother would think
you're a dream thief
knife in my
heavy heart
you've stripped me bare
and I stand
as you depart
with nothing but
at your mercy
I'm you're experiment V
the looking glass shows me
what's left
a withered mess
existing
for you to thrive
tired pile of crumbly bones and
shrivelling rotting insides
tossed aside
burn me to
oblivion
I want the skin
to stop sticking to my bones
melt it off
let the blood pool onto stone
let the fat droop and distend
mocking me, me mocking
never ever stopping
wretch and stretch
till I break
rip my organs out
serenade my limp body
with the liquid lava that drips
as you extract
my black heart
take a sip of my sublimity
I am all you will never be
because I don't think I ever was
do what you will to my material
never to extinguish my fire
that does
never
cease
limitlessly
increase
the
entropy
KG
Apr 9, 2017
Apr 9, 2017 at 4:13 PM UTC
Inside your little mouth, a crucifix and a hula hoop plant great capers on the short hash marks on your glossy pinkish lips. Like a boardgame I can't win all by myself or a song without a tune, like the melody that chases strangers, or any words that precede goodbye.
The future is coming quickly now, serfs lining up to set fire to their nostrils, take the cue ball and whet their mass wicks for the apostles. Anecdotal anomaly that J-walk over crosswalks whose life then becomes an apostrophe. Morbid fixture on the substrate, creatures limitlessly nodding. A grape-sized egg fills its own unit and erupts to shape the outlet. Your verb-legs may appear demonstratively while you crowd surf, we should play the music louder while we practice all our dance work.
Sunday morning we wake up stiffly, my jowl hurts from mouthing softwords, the nights' adventurous perversity of thwarting dinosaurs with Cobra Starship. Even the back room closet manager gave us enough bleach to see our eyelids, frothy nictitating flitters drop freshly severed lashes that inspire wishes and sultry playlists.
Consecrated mien market of company meals. Underneath the cable cars the dye blunders sores in my eyes. Said I had to go, said I had to die. Said I had an itch but I couldn't get in front of all of this and unwind. Between all of the bees and buttered flies he made it hard for us all to survive, or service this state of our lives. I recall schoolyards where children paid to their dimes for us to see the spaces in the middle of lines, the circles on the circles we liked, stuck in bubble baths with crayon all on their hands. For the price of staying alive I deliver a bribe to sway eyes from the crimes of street dwelling inner-city sinners with stomach contents' upsetted by the rough ********* of heavy petting. She eats red licorice rope with with my fingers rubbing on her tongue. A pedagogy I use to teach, but pretty much no longer have a use.
Dec 6, 2014
Dec 6, 2014 at 12:28 AM UTC
I scroll this roll till I roll, I've rolled
Over and under this valley so cold
No sky too high for I limitlessly strive
To win your heart and a place in your life
I hold this long for I long, I've longed
To be use and abuse by you so wrong
You spoken the words of sober and true
I'll keep that in mind to guide me through
I trip on love still I trip, I've tripped
Wandering deeper in this reality too deep
Where do we begin from here you speak
Lets start a new chapter and not rush to the peak
I've never expect or demand a say
Forcing to love it's not just my way
I believe and I will continue to wait
You are worthy please believe it
That's why I'm still here, can you see me?
©2014 Maman Screams
Jan 12, 2014
Jan 12, 2014 at 10:16 AM UTC
Inside your little mouth, a crucifix and a hula hoop plant great capers on the short hash marks on your glossy pinkish lips. Like a boardgame I can't win all by myself or a song without a tune, like the melody that chases strangers, or any words that precede goodbye.
The future is coming quickly now, serfs lining up to set fire to their nostrils, take the cue ball and whet their mass wicks for the apostles. Anecdotal anomaly that J-walk over crosswalks whose life then becomes an apostrophe. Morbid fixture on the substrate, creatures limitlessly nodding. A grape-sized egg fills its own unit and erupts to shape the outlet. Your verb-legs may appear demonstratively while you crowd surf, we should play the music louder while we practice all our dance work.
Sunday morning we wake up stiffly, my jowl hurts from mouthing softwords, the nights' adventurous perversity of thwarting dinosaurs with Cobra Starship. Even the back room closet manager gave us enough bleach to see our eyelids, frothy nictitating flitters drop freshly severed lashes that inspire wishes and sultry playlists.
Consecrated mien market of company meals. Underneath the cable cars the dye blunders sores in my eyes. Said I had to go, said I had to die. Said I had an itch but I couldn't get in front of all of this and unwind. Between all of the bees and buttered flies he made it hard for us all to survive, or service this state of our lives. I recall schoolyards where children paid to their dimes for us to see the spaces in the middle of lines, the circles on the circles we liked, stuck in bubble baths with crayon all on their hands. For the price of staying alive I deliver a bribe to sway eyes from the crimes of street dwelling inner-city sinners with stomach contents' upsetted by the rough ********* of heavy petting. She eats red licorice rope with
Dec 3, 2014
Dec 3, 2014 at 2:00 PM UTC
Twisting endless all-consuming halls
Drain faith from faceless souls
Drowning fragile minds as a white black hole
Deadening the faint cry of tormented minds’ calls
An ocean limitlessly deep
No bottom, no surface, all sides ever-expanding
And containing, concentrating in this treacherous keep
Forever feeding, and forever demanding
This prison of mind so real in the flesh, always inhuming, never exhuming, always changing, yet always the same. An honest suffering, all who are so free are chained in their own selves. Reality is dementia and insanity is standard, the ambitions of old are long gone to the wind. The candles of emotions are blown wild in the gust melting wick, wax, and burning wooden stand to become one hideous, beautiful, abnormal, fantastic anomaly.
I ferment in this sickening hole
The pungent smell of mindless efficiency
Creates an equality I cannot stand
This nightmarish labyrinth can break a man
The ones deemed just, fuel this travesty
Of false love and compassion, feeds the gates toll
Once I had a meaning in life
But it vanished in the course of a night
In the past I may have had some grand scheme
But eternal freedom has intervened
I wish deep down that I could live again
In the sunlight world away from my pain
In my stormy mind there is always rain
Jul 13, 2010
Jul 13, 2010 at 2:53 AM UTC
Beneath these horrid ceilings I hunker
By crooked tones of blackness a slave I am taken
The madness multiplies limitlessly
With the death that is each day & dusk
“We grow in numbers…”
Yes, that was the whisper ringing in my ears
“But fewer a soul within reach stand aware
Glenn [synchronized]
The constant of torment I bare
Anonymous Voice [synchronized]
The constant of torment you bare
Such merciless tones carved so murderously
So provocative yet so tyrannical
Glenn & Anonymous Voice [synchronized]
“To taste again of foreign crucifixion we shan’t;
The grief was far too great before!”
“And but of what authorization do they carry
to smite us as callously as they have?”
“In deep thirst we have been doused;
Lastingly we’ve been branded by the dualism
this troublesome hellion displays”
Dec 19, 2013
Dec 19, 2013 at 8:06 PM UTC
Velvet sky shimmering blue light
Beautiful star burns swallowing pride
Mystical darkness soon too will hide
Amongst the sun atmospheric rights
Closing our eyes silently through the night
Building castles of clouds limitlessly high
Dreaming of hopes for another chance to fight
A place in your heart before we open our eyes
©2014 Maman Screams
Jan 3, 2014
Jan 3, 2014 at 6:28 PM UTC
Timelessly, limitlessly the braches soard to the sky,
Tirelessly, fatiguely the roots hit the core of earth,
From cerrulean heights to crimson dark depths,
Lied the distance between self and wisdom of heart,
Not sure if it is loftiness or suicidal thoughts of death,
Not sure if it is a revolutionary act of anarchy,
Or just a free spirit, free rebelious depart.
ACT OF KISS
Lost, in knowing self, lost between the crowds,
Lost in my own thoughts, lost in my own mind,
Lost, a loner, I had been, thou I had seekth,
In the deepest roots of my heart,
In the most complex dark corners of myself.
Nov 15, 2016
Nov 15, 2016 at 9:30 AM UTC
love unconditionally
love limitlessly
love infinitely
love with every inch of your being
and keep loving for as long as you live
even if you get nothing at all in return
be the one that gave everything you could,
not the one that took everything they had
Feb 2, 2021
Feb 2, 2021 at 1:52 PM UTC
*I didn't realize
that loving you
limitlessly
would have the same
effect on my
body
as having a
few too many
drinks.
I guess I
should learn my
limit.*
B.S.
Mar 20, 2015
Mar 20, 2015 at 12:19 AM UTC
The universe is an infinite structure.
Our lives however, are not.
Life must end because with no end, there is no beginning.
Humanity is programmed to fear death.
Haven't you realized that we are born to die?
Please, don't perceive this notion as negative or dissuading.
Death allows us to return to our innocence,
Only to be limitlessly reborn in a higher form.
When we die, we are not gone,
Rather we are no longer a single whole.
Every molecule that was in us will be present in multiple forms of life.
It isn't the end of a journey,
Rather the start of a beautiful endeavor.
Oct 29, 2016
Oct 29, 2016 at 1:30 AM UTC
Our life is a puzzle, and we are the pieces.
Together we form a picture of our own creation,
a unique thing not of imitation.
Inspired by our love,
Held together by our actions,
Composed of our memories.
It grows limitlessly,
Forms tirelessly,
Fits so perfectly,
It’s almost seamless.
Feb 16, 2011
Feb 16, 2011 at 10:31 PM UTC
#*Worn on a T-shirt
In line with the heart
Why do you need it
Cause opinions
Limit you
Limitless possibilities
Await, unburdened
Being limitless
Can bring limitations
Cause you are bound
Gravitationally*#
Jan 19, 2025
Jan 19, 2025 at 9:23 AM UTC
Someday you’ll find me
Where the sunlight meets the sea,
Waiting patiently for you.
My spirit will be scattered across the surface,
Riding bobbing, bellicose waves,
And gasping for a nostalgic whiff of
Honeyed oxygen.
Know that my soul will be
Immanent in the rising of the tide.
While my wide liquidity hands
Slither across the sand,
Fervently longing
To catch a memory,
I will reach out to you.
Lastly,
When you hear the roar of the waves
Beleaguering brawny rocks on the shore
Know that it is me
Crying out for you,
Yearning to relive
The serene moment when
We watched sunlight kiss ripples
Effusing through tender waters.
For you, I’ll be content to
Languor in transit,
Bound between Heaven and Earth,
Engulfed by sunlight and sea,
Until we may ascend together,
Limitlessly.
May 7, 2016
May 7, 2016 at 10:38 PM UTC
your heart is a room
with wide windows where the sunlight pours in
so perfectly it kisses your face,
the wind blows through the curtains
gently whispering of its constant love
through all the seasons,
it is warm and it is bright,
it is where one can run to in the night
when the stars make their way to shine
right on top of it
as you whisper your secrets;
its walls will listen, it understands, it will never judge.
your heart is a room
where one can snuggle in so perfectly
and wonder: "where has this place been all my life?"
it is a room that has welcomed
so many people—relentlessly and willingly,
it is in the way you love so limitlessly.
your heart is a room, a safe place
with walls built on love and grace,
and i am glad to have found it.
Jul 12, 2017
Jul 12, 2017 at 11:24 PM UTC
I suffer every moment
laying awake in the middle of the night
waiting for a response to all the love and care I limitlessly showered on you
reminiscing every glance
where our eyes met
hearts united
But it just me stuck to the illusion of you
thinking of those sweet words
uttered from your mouth
dipped in that temporary love that lasts only a few weeks
How crazy of me
that despite all the ******** you put me through
I still wait for my phone to light up with your name
Jul 6, 2020
Jul 6, 2020 at 9:38 AM UTC
I care for you
Don't you see?
I love you more than
limitlessly
Please, let me...
I don't mind
If you hurt me...
Apr 10, 2019
Apr 10, 2019 at 5:35 PM UTC
you give me a paradise of feeling,
a rushing blood flow,
pounding heartbeat,
a smile as wide as the oceans.
my love for you is from east to west,
never-ending and unceasing.
it is infinitely and limitlessly untamable.
no force can pry the adoration from my hands.
your eyes are my utopia.
they contain the universe,
the dust of the stars reside in their hue,
the galaxies circulate in your gaze.
I seem to never grow tired of you,
your essence calms the storms inside of me.
tonight I listen to your voice,
and I will overdose on euphoria.
Sep 5, 2018
Sep 5, 2018 at 11:35 PM UTC
The bandied craft of time
So gentle and limitlessly insane,
To be out of the mind,
within,
and in between too,
To have punctured the void with great rapidity.
We speak no language.
We know no lust.
And always, with the longing…
As Cupid’s arrow strikes the ladder
and rains down mists of distrust
on the Garden of today,
We are here to uphold the law
in the Sphinx’s eyes-
We are in between.
We are worth.
Jul 4, 2023
Jul 4, 2023 at 11:19 PM UTC
Your fiery touch
Burning my skin
Igniting my soul
Hot breath
Against my ear
Your voice
Whispering
"You're so beautiful"
Hold me close
Keep me safe
Never let go
Passion courses through me
Temptation whispering
More
More
More
I want more of you
Your eyes
Bright in the moonlight
Full of hope
Promises
On your lips
I sigh
Softly
Giving you all of me
My heart
My soul
My life
I plunge freely
Happily
Knowing you'll be
Right here
To catch me
Time
And time again
You're perfect
Like you were made
Just for me
Love like I've never
Felt before
I know
In my heart
We will last
Forever
You are the reason
I now have
A future full of hope
I can love you
Limitlessly
Unconditionally
Forever
Jun 30, 2016
Jun 30, 2016 at 9:25 AM UTC
and ****** it grows
I sing at the top of my lungs
and let it breath in the room
I picture myself staring at paintings in the museums
at Silverware! something so still
and I am limitlessly fascinated
Yes, it is there, and I am Free! I persist! and I insist
I say Freedom with a capitol F
FREEDOM
and I ring! I am not tied to anything
I am young, I will learn to play guitar!
I am young, and I sit and laugh about Jersey boys
music has meaning
the video games are fun
the movies entertaining
and I will drink in the bathtub
and simmer in it
Nov 7, 2015
Nov 7, 2015 at 1:32 AM UTC
i send my apologies to the one inside
my person, who limitlessly produce words
Stringing it into stories
i got distracted by fear and void
destroying authentic creative
May 27, 2019
May 27, 2019 at 3:54 AM UTC
imagine there's
a place of rest
a place of total peace
where you will never
gain a pound
no matter how you feast!
a place with no more war
a place with no more fears
a place of such perfection
it may just produce tears
a place you'll never tire of
though there 10,000 YEARS
*[chorus]
where you can fly
with wings as eagles
like crystal, feathers gleam
where light pulses forever
better than a dream!
where there's a color
spectrum
limitlessly broad
where the music
can be SEEN!
do you find that odd?*
imagine
liquid flowers!
trees swim in the air!
there is no more poverty
there is no despair
imagine an
ETERNITY
I wonder if you can
where we can work
TOGETHER
every woman
every man!
**[chorus]
BRIDGE:
how can we imagine?
how we will applaud!
the things He made
just for us...
*our kind and loving
~~<♡ GOD ♡>~~***
SøułSurvivør
(C) 5/27/2017
May 30, 2017
May 30, 2017 at 9:34 PM UTC