"miscommunicate" poems
*never date an artist:
for they’ll find the beauty in the fight -
they’ll grow to remove themselves from all the light,
knowing nothing lasts forever,
it’s all a stroke of fate -
or a pen’s dance on a paper’s grate.
never date an artist:
for the moment’s together will be exaggerated into a shakespearean play -
love’s trance will be in every date,
never knowing if the words spilled are the beauties of your’s or estranged gains of a moment’s escape,
for everything is painted by the beautiful eyes of an experienced guide -
is it real or a work of art they’re just trying to explain.
never date an artist:
they’ll miscommunicate everything they care to say -
not knowing how to communicate beyond the artistic escape,
an artist will rejoice in the gain of a moment’s grace,
finding every reason to hide from the honest’s truth -
for an artist is nothing but a fairytale’s goof.
painted, writen and expressed to be everything they wish people would see,
washed up and beaten by reality’s plea -
never date an artist, for their life is nothing but a conglomerated mess -
of how to escape the stress of the everyday and live in hopeless harmony,
they’re nothing but an anomaly:
never date an artist.
trust me.*
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 5:04 PM UTC
Disrespect isn’t a language I speak anymore
But it’s the language we used to adore
Only with you was I able to miscommunicate
Only with you were my opinions misconstrued
Disrespect isn’t a language I speak anymore
My memory of it is rusty
I can barely remember the grammar
It was intricate and had a specific structure
My boundaries were always compromised
After every time I’d let you lie
Disrespect isn’t a language I speak anymore
My tongue can barely roll the r’s
My voice can no longer shout the insults
And my mind has forgotten how to manipulate as a result
Disrespect isn’t a language I speak anymore
So, when we saw each other unexpectedly
When used one of its idioms
I could no longer recognize it
I no longer am fluent in it
Oct 16, 2021
Oct 16, 2021 at 7:08 PM UTC
Is it just me, or is it difficult to speak
To people of differing nationalities.
Experiencing horrid miscommunications,
Distorting perception from reality.
I hope I am the only one
so none must share my discontent
Of speaking with language barriers
Between differening continents.
Even if they speak the same language,
Some things don't translate.
Apparently some colloquialisms
Can cause most to miscommunicate...
Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 5:35 PM UTC
manipulate and mishape, mold and miscommunicate
conversations with words like bombshells
wrote a letter with words i'm sure hurt like hell
bit the cap off my sharpie like i pulled the pen from a grenade
wrote beautiful words but they were filled with hurt and pain
i might find solace in lament
so i'll serenade you tonight again
but tonight won't be a love song like i sang you then.
Feb 13, 2012
Feb 13, 2012 at 2:13 PM UTC
I can write about all the ways we miscommunicate
Words and phrases and lack of response
Blank faced with no sense of emotion or displays of affection
Unsure of whatever spectrum we're on
But if we even are on the same one, we're on opposite sides
It's funny how I can bleed out through pen ink but I can't ever seem to annunciate
My words won't translate into how I feel to anyones face and yours is no exception in this case
Barriers I feel terrified to get through
The break downs are rough and like milk you had in the fridge for months
You forgot it was there but when you find it it's spoiled
Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 10:59 AM UTC
Set I
I don't want a friend
I want my life in a pair
I'm the one to always make amends
Miscommunicate and impair
Show me why life's not bleak
With them I know I can't compete
I see it as you look at me like I'm someone else
That's a potent drug in itself
Oh well, you can't see
So don't follow me to the bottom undersea
Where I'll be slow dancing in the dark
Follow me and you'll end up in my arms
At the seafloor, we'll find a path to embark
As long as we have the keys to our hearts
We can swim through any current to Montreal
Let me be the one to hold you when you fall
Have you made up your mind?
Do you know what you want and where to find?
I don't need any more mixed signs
Immaturity begets emotional crimes
Mar 20, 2019
Mar 20, 2019 at 11:46 AM UTC
Heads spinning from wine
Imitate heads spinning from thoughts
Lead to heads spinning from hearts
We talk
We laugh
We touch, we hold, we hug, we kiss
We caress, we move, we synchronize
We become, we come, we complete
We love
We "love"
We think we love
We mistake love
We miscommunicate love
We break
We break down barriers
We break down pasts
We break down worries
We break down reservations
We breakdown
Until we fall down
Until we pick each other up again
May 9, 2013
May 9, 2013 at 6:15 AM UTC