"shhhhhhhhh" poems
*Mind racing thoughts
As I screamed;
with my mouth closed;
too afraid to open up
and
let the voices out
Who
knows what they'd say;
if allowed to shout Loudly
what's always
in
my head.*
Secrets
left
unkempt
have ways
of
coming out.
Shhhhhhhhh
Please don't tell!
(*they'll send me away again with medicine & try to make me forget *)
Aug 11, 2016
Aug 11, 2016 at 6:42 PM UTC
I know you read my journal,
I see the hunger in your eyes,
At night, when Mom is working,
I hear your trembling sighs.
I say a silent prayer for you,
and push my ******* to the floor,
I pray you'll have the courage ,
to step in my room and close the door.
I'll pretend i'm sleeping soundly,
you'll drink in my youthful naked form
exposed and unprotected,
it's just the two of us...alone.
In the gossamer mists of slumber,
i'll caress my hairless **** and moan.
Come a little closer Daddy,
Mother's not at home.
Shhhhhhhhh, pretend your not there,
standing by my bed,
your **** all hard and throbbing,
glistening pre-cum on its swollen head.
I'm watching you rub and stroke it,
your nuts are tight and filled with ***
and now you see my eyes are watching,
see my cherub lips ...extended tongue.
I know you read my journal,
and I know you know I've known,
don't waste the precious moments,
when Mother's not at home.
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 7:35 PM UTC
always
poking
at the sky,
waiting for the signs,
to change,
crashed through a mile-
stone marker,
foolin' with life,
hands on the wheel of
what is broken down,
dark, dark, dark like area
fifty-one
grams are instant,
you might figure it out,
then again, whenever...
first heard of denver,
rhymes and reasons,
eagles and hawks,
music to my ears,
oh then came the tears,
Road Weary too early
in this Rotten World,
but rw came along,
and laughter filled
this heart,
to over flowing,
until tears
came from every laugh
and ... then...
only the tears.
A r m, there was no
harm, only a heart
for God,
step by step you
brought me closer,
if i stand,
brought
me to my knees,
understanding your love
for the Navajo
nation.
Too hard to be a bard,
all the waves that
sound like me
are hammered flat,
sharply.
Too soon.Wanted to grow
old with all of you
even though we share so little
phil-o-so-phically,
but here it is play
with words,
sun still rises
and watching flights
of birds and
dragonflies
make me pause;
from the shape of the sky
to a colour of the paint
that comes from the sun
in the clouds.
Then walking with ugly
toes with feet and
knees,
older than they should be,
seeing
people on the street,
who
love to hate,
hate to love,
each day is a wrestling
match in an atmospheric cage,
that puts ufc to shame,
seeing way more
than can be put on
parchment,
the will, be tried.
roof over my head
like a hat hanging
on an empty coat
hook
between the ribs
tearing at a heart
that refuses to
stop
beating while
being beat up by voices
that keep coming out
of the dark, dark, dark
shhhhhhhhh
whispers,
wisps
of hope
that knowing
as long as the
sounds of music
from many artists
find the ears
and,
able to feel,
lines of tears
and too
the laughter
echoes,
echoes in the
empty hallway
that swallows
red and white
and clear,
I live to write
another
day.
Take courage
to Play
the ukelele
if may I
by deSign.
Feb 17, 2015
Feb 17, 2015 at 4:58 PM UTC
Shhhhhhhhh
Do you hear that?
I think I've heard that song before
Can you play it once more just to be sure
'Cause under all this water
Everything sounds strange
So can you stay in your lane
I'm not down with the pain
I don't need to know your name
Or your status in the game
I feel like we came for the same thing
So quench my thirst and cure my hunger
You get on top after I go under
Then the rain and thunder
Sound like an infinite number
And as you start to sing
They continue to bring
Ceaseless diseases that break me to pieces
So I'm begging Jesus please just release us
The singing has been ringing
And already started stinging
Can you take it back to the beginning
When it all seemed more fitting
This sound is dampening what's left
**** near making me deaf
So show me the next step
Because I still can't hear anything yet
Jun 23, 2010
Jun 23, 2010 at 4:30 PM UTC
I love romance,
Soppy songs about broken hearts and longing and holding hands
Have always made me spin and swoon,
American films where lovers meet on a bridge and
They're so happy at the end they cry and so do I,
I love flowers
And poems
And benches with declarations,
I feel romantic about lots of things,
But mostly my friends,
Who hold me like the string of a kite when I flail wildly,
I sit in the raft of their safety and we take turns to row,
To be in love so deeply,
My friends smell so nice and have kind hands and open hearts,
I'm quite broken,
Or so it feels,
But those I feel romantic for quietly hold my pieces until I ask for them back,
The moon shines like a silver coin and its beauty makes me feel worse,
I feel romantic about the moon
and flint walls
and empty bodies of water
and my friends who whisper shhhhhhhhh as I fade into sleep,
Makes me believe I am loved and lovable.
Aug 25, 2021
Aug 25, 2021 at 2:37 PM UTC
Shhhhhhhhh, shh, shush!
They can hear you!
The sun is shining and you’re excited
but you’re missing the point!
It’s about change, something new.
It’s about the sport bamarama homerun
outta the park and into their eyes.
Huuuuushhh!
We can’t be a bunch of buzzing flies,
Mean, disturbing cries disguised as whiny babies.
Well, I guess this whole thing is a baby,
But also a promise, to the future.
Shhshshhshhh.
Call it Heaven,
because once they give us the key
the pearly gates open wide.
Let my angels sing with their large white wings.
We got a future to fly for.
Shhhhhhhhh!
Don’t you get it?
Freedom of speech doesn't unlock your voice box.
It strings your arrow and pulls it back,
shooting through the hearts of grey suits.
Hush.
Now you know,
don’t give away your position with your battle cry,
shoot your arrow into the source.
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 1:24 PM UTC
SHHHHH
The hiss of my father signals
That I have been too loud
Again.
SHHHHHHHHH
Again, my father admits
That he values
Silence over my Presence.
"Do you know what I mean?"
I say, after explaining some issue I was facing.
"No"
He says, shutting down our communication
With no other signs
That my conversation means
Anything more to him
Than white noise.
SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Aug 29, 2015
Aug 29, 2015 at 12:02 AM UTC
I will squeeze you well
I will place your nauseous body
In the jaw
I will place the top of the skull upon you
The head will hold you tight
In its mouth
And you will be still
And feel the joy
Shhhhhhhhh
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 8:02 PM UTC
I'm lyrical
Vocabulary wreck varies
Some words twisted meanings
I ate the cherry
Spit out disease
With these words I'll thrive
Not to be the best
To be noticed
To protest
Express
Dreams into reality
From underground
Love hates war days
To waking life up
To the end of days
Until my last breath
Until I can breathe
In this moment of time
On my music you'll feed
In this mind you'll find my days were restless
Lyrically inclined ecliptic miracles it's nothingness
To the hearts ear
You want them to hear
Shhhhhhhhh
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 8:46 PM UTC
Round round round round
Stop start, round and round
Stop the spinning. Let me rest.
Is this a test?
A test to see if I have to do all of this again?
No more mistakes..No more anger.
Goodbye frustration..
Seriously? Never happen
Round round. JUST STOP
I wanna get off.
I need shhhhhhhhh. Get off the the **** up train .
Brain rest.
Cup me protectively .. Hold me gently.
Fragile synapsis..Broken and no connection.
Not firing on all cylinders.
Stop start
Round round
STOP!
Sep 1, 2016
Sep 1, 2016 at 11:53 AM UTC
Shhhhhhhh
Here I come
In through the front door
I came to see you
Through the halls, I creep just to be near you
Into the kitchen, I go
To see if you're there
Next to the bathroom
But you're not there
Then to the bedroom, I come
And here you are
resting so peacefully
and guess what
I brought a knife
with your name on it
Shhhhhhhhh
I'll be done before the morn
Dec 29, 2017
Dec 29, 2017 at 8:35 AM UTC
THE LANGUAGE OF SNOW
"Shhhhhhhhh..!" sushes Snow
&: World hushes.
Snow speaks quietly whitely.
Landscapes listens.
All that can be
heard
... Snow's voice.
Mar 24, 2015
Mar 24, 2015 at 1:22 PM UTC
Let you and I fly the land,
Where the COVID can't reach us.
Where we breathe the fresh breeze,
We touch each other and kiss.
Hand-in-hand we walk on some ****** unexplored roads,
With the hope to step in the heaven unseen.
The ripe fruits you plucked,
Indicates the maturity to handle my unripe moods.
Oh the bed of roses!
Seems the unseen staged it,
Seems you too were eagerly waiting,
To witness the maiden union of the two of our bodies.
Thirsty, hungry and tired
I began complaining.
You put your finger on my lips and whispered,
"Shhhhhhhhh….
Don't say a word,
Mouths can be used in other ways,
So as tongues artfully can move in other ways.
Let's wordlessly convey all the things
We have waited all this while to say."
I see my reflection in your eyes,
As our lips unite.
My heart urges you to taste me until
You can take no more.
Let my body lie on the bed,
And your hands explore it.
Make love like the world is going to end.
Give your everything to me
And love me hard.
You closes my eyes.
Ignore the clock as your fulfillment.
Only ********** is on my mind,
Lemme make you forget the world tonight.
You whisper sweet little nothings in my ears.
I am unaware of the **********
As I regained my senses,
I am shy but my eyes tell a different story.
You forcibly take away my hands I used to cover my precious things.
The more it gets in,
The more it heightens the ecstasy.
Finally the quest for depth is fulfilled.
Still the thirst remained unreplenished.
There lies something beyond the flesh-play,
Something that blends two souls.
When it's not about devouring up the skin,
But the marriage of two souls.
A union pure and beautiful.
May 24, 2020
May 24, 2020 at 1:49 PM UTC
Shhhhhhhhhhhhhh
Not now. Or later.
Too much to do.
Not now. Ok, maybe later.
No time for you.
The screen is calling
So I must say adieu.
So shhhhhhhhhh
Not now.
Goodbye to you.
Oct 24, 2016
Oct 24, 2016 at 8:50 AM UTC