"metamorphisis" poems
things are going to be grey
breathing tar inside
created nights without a sunrise
innocence breeds hopelessness in this world
don't cry your pains in order to foster their intensity
dark things spoken will play around the mind
like children they scream and curdle throughout the night
chilling sensations wrap around while they mutate
greedy lungs withhold oxygen
their offspring drain the logic from reality
last breaths taken care for the innocent evils that live within
we don't lie for ourselves
when we begin to give life to those living inside our head
it's nothing but negative metamorphisis
May 6, 2021
May 6, 2021 at 9:50 PM UTC
My iridescent wings fall to the ground as I hear a tapping on the wall.
A promise was broken.
Violent, repetitive, ringing relentlessly through my ears. I am growing weaker by the sheer sound of it and I've lost my ability to fly away. I start shrinking, shriveling, minimizing to a small bundled form. Without warning, plates cascade around me forming a cold metal cocoon.
This is what I never thought I'd feel, what I never thought I'd see. This is hopelessness, insecurity, low self esteem, this is my own bitter purgatory imprisoning my limbs and encaging the full extent of my body.
It's like a snow storm in the middle of summer, a lone wolf lost in unknown woods. It's like a being trapped in a cave with no light or sound, and when you scream, you're lucky if you hear so much as an echo.
This is demetamorphisis.
The ultimate loss of hope in the universe. I see no cracks of light shining through, I can no longer smell of the sweet scent of grass, or taste the warmth of the sun. I can't grow or learn, I can only just "be." I am stuck and for now there is no way out because no one actually knows that this is happening.
This is just another way of coping.
Jan 7, 2014
Jan 7, 2014 at 12:46 PM UTC
Perhaps I have misunderstood;
I cannot be certain.
Lost and afloat in you,
Unaware of what you desire,
I can only state two facts.
Barren is my womb and barren is yours.
But perhaps I can be as a butterfly.
As friend or lover or child,
Or all of these at once,
I can sprout wings and rise to meet you,
Perhaps as equals.
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 2:31 PM UTC
Feel the fire on your flesh, burning, transforming your entirety
Keeping all your secrets, forever hidden from the ones that you choose to deceive.
And if you feel that he is getting too close, run away…. Far away..
Never be too far away from home, to truly leave.
There in the distance, there is a siren beckoning for you.
She has her hands out to embrace you, only to crush you.
Her velvet dress is plunging down, so deep you can see inside her.
But, it’s never enough to make her want you as much as you want her..
Listening to the folk music in the distance …
I can feel the agony coming on to me again..
Could it be real “?? Could it be my fault, again.?
Seeking revenge through the strangest of ways.
The rocks are so real, that the sailors think they are seeing a mirage
But in reality, they think they will truly live past this day
Gorging upon the flesh of the past in the true spirit of the future
Bent, solemn, tragic, metamorphisis of the human character.
Dig deeper, into the humanity that is no more.
Lifting my eyes to the stained, blackness of their souls
Freedom beckoning from a distance for miles
Sativa and honey dripping from the demons, black. toothless grins
As I ***** my empty stomach and wretching, green nothingness, human bile.
So go upon your merry way and sing while you die
Feel the ******* anger and bitterness eating your insides.
So then, you walk the plank, knowing your end is near
Never giving in to the blanket of fear.
Tell tale signs of forgiveness, that is rarely real.
Stop the ******** you don’t know how to feel.
You lost your soul a long time ago, gave it up for a bag
Now your eternity is forever evil and you’ve lost your true life’s zeal
Dec 28, 2012
Dec 28, 2012 at 1:36 PM UTC
Half a butterfly on my left wrist
The other half on her right hand
We hold, and hold, together we hold
A blue butterfly to hide our scars
I have a pink butterfly to draw attention to my pain
She has a blue butterfly to draw attention away from her eyes
We share our wings,
we give our hearts
It is time for metamorphisis
It is time for us to FLY
Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 2:37 PM UTC
Words
The play of a quick witted tongue entertains, while the cry of the mute deafens the crowd.
Moonlight
The moon is the imperfect diamond which gifts the enamored with shades of light to fulfill spectrums of physical union.
Silence
Like the protection of a mothers womb it is the cocoon before ideas metamorphisis
May 9, 2012
May 9, 2012 at 6:07 PM UTC
A shadow stands beneath the tree
Pointing at its heart.
The Other lies in a puddle
Of blood on the forest floor.
There, the shadow begins to
Merge with the tree; going thin,
Wide, spreading inward, leaving
The body on the ground to its
Own sad fate.
The shadow raises its hands upward,
Fanning them like leaves; its black
Skin becomes rough, porous,
Joining the roots that splay
Underneath the soil, reaching and
Seeing those invisible kingdoms.
There, with an intuition of its
New life, it forgets shame,
And hatred
And fear.
It wants to give up its shadow
Ways, and live a new life,
A pure life;
Simple being,
Never hurting another thing.
Oct 10, 2010
Oct 10, 2010 at 2:24 PM UTC
Have you ever thought about the way we change?
To be more precise the way we change for someone
It all can vary from person to person
But it all has the same result
We accommodate for one another
With the other not noticing what we have done for each other
Why does all this happen?
We notice until it is all gone
Or we have some one say,
Hey where have you gone?
I sit here thinking about all the changes I have done
From the way I talked
To the way I walked
To the way I saw
To the way I loved
The funny thing is
We start loving someone new
Where we left of loving the old
Seems like we are like insects going through Metamorphosis
Metamorphosis- the process of transformation from an immature form to an adult form in two or more distinct stages
Jan 19, 2016
Jan 19, 2016 at 3:14 PM UTC