"revitalisation" poems
i fear that you are
drowning in your own depth
and i hope that you have
learned to hold your breath
for extended periods of time
and that you know when
to come up for an interlude
of fresh air every once in awhile
your heart is so
special
please take care
of it
because i would hate
to hear that you’ve broken
two more
one, hers
and in return, yours
yet again
Apr 24, 2014
Apr 24, 2014 at 10:24 PM UTC
As a self preservation technique
Convince yourself you lived up
To your potential then watch meaning
Seep out of the nothingness
That is your existence
Watch as who you might have been
Rapidly fade into the distance
Despite your feeble attempts
To hold on to the remnants of yourself
Look on as the maggots of hope
And revitalisation eat away
Your rotten skin
Maybe just maybe you will be perfect
Accept defeat
Open up your decaying arms
Embrace the never-ending despair
Combine your self-awareness
With your insecurity and lack of self confidence
Overanalyse yourself over and over again and again
Until you become a stranger to yourself
Express yourself in other ways than
Bursts of meaningless phrases
Live the rest of your days
Kneeling on bleeding shins
Being devoured by the demons
You created because you cherish them sometimes
your poetry *****
You are just another broken soul
In a sea of hopelessness
The hopelessness
That which you perpetuate
It's not your fault
You'll get there
You won't always feel empty
I have faith in you
Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 2:58 PM UTC
The rain patters onto my empty chest-
creeping into the enchanting chamber,
waiting to seize the incorruptible mess,
that engulfs the conviction of my progress.
The slaying of happiness,
the revitalisation of weaknesses,
corrupts the mind,
inducing a sense of bleaknesses.
Defending its prey,
from any possible delay,
in disrupting the body and mind,
of any drops behind.
My body slithers,
into nonexistent jitters,
attacking my mind,
from all of life’s glitters.
Mar 18, 2013
Mar 18, 2013 at 12:55 AM UTC
/*freedom of speech is a misnomer compound for: "understsnding" the english sense of humour... your granny has alzheimer's... so... um... where's the slothful ha ha? ah... overstretched the mark... oh well... to late... too zone 2, too Wanstead... and a bit of ******** in between, too.*
western society believes
in a freedom of speech,
as long as it has the upperhand
on telling a joke...
but even in England,
American "jokes"
are deemed as crass artefacts
of rekindling
the revitalisation of
frontier break-necks...
have your freedom of speech
England...
but in all honesty...
i simply can't digest your sense
of humour as easily as you might
think i might...
well... perfect ratio;
for every great eureka
there's an even greater: oops.
May 14, 2018
May 14, 2018 at 9:56 PM UTC