"silenceness" poems
You've got snakesnakesnakeskins
dripping from your sickeyessickeyes, guy,
and you've got blackblackblacktar ******
caked on your chuckle chuckle grinnygrin.
Your words are a dragon I can chase over foil
for fickle sizzle pop forever.
It's a rusty hammer death sickle
sweet smoke smile shiver and
I'm nodding out to your sentences.
Sicklesaysigh
I'm sentenced to silenceness and
you're a scalped and skinned pegasus.
You've ripped out your own spine and
your promises are gold dust greenbacks
flowing through my fingertips and
melting into **** that useless ****
I'm a damselfly ready to cry.
Please, please just roll those dreaded die
See me sigh down down coo cooo lullaby.
Fly, fly my up up me up up and
I'm gonna transcend this mess.
I'm gonna transcend this madness.
Think nine moves ahead
this is chess and you're
a linguistic hurricane.
You're a tornado of
uncontrolled desire.
You walk through walls of fire now.
You let your actions burn you
like you did your bridges.
Hell is here on earth,
but don't let it get to you.
Be of water and spirit and
let it flow through you.
From the ashes there is life,
you know you're carbon based.
Fuckin' coal trolls.
Be a bridge,
quit hiding.
Feb 10, 2015
Feb 10, 2015 at 12:28 PM UTC
After the seven years of my familiar life wit unknown person
it's the fast time i'm go away to leave his house.
Unknown word is for that
last seven years of my familiar life
we haven't make any relation.
Just for Rule's
Just for live
Just for society
I stayed there.
When i left his house i wanted he said to me
Don't go, plz stay
let's we make our life again.
But he didn't say anything.
For this reason i didn't say him
I never go,
I am your wife,
plz say to stay.
But he didn't say anything
May be i was unsuitable, darkness,unclear of his life
My hard couldn't toler his silenceness
I put my sendal and come out in the road
After the marraige it's fast time
I setdown beside the road
Cried and cried
But he didn't say
Come back,let's we make our life again.
But he didn't say.
Sep 4, 2013
Sep 4, 2013 at 6:54 PM UTC
You apologize for falling asleep.
My phone adhering to my cheek by the sweat of "Wishing You Were Here"
It's okay. It'll always be okay.
You don't believe me when I tell you that the heavy breathing of your slumber is a lullaby.
I listen intently.
You man-handle your mornings with the aspirations and ambitions.
A few dark hours of limberness under the silenceness of the moon.
You don't believe me when I tell you that the heavy breathing of your sleepness is a lullaby.
I listen intently.
Intensely.
Jun 27, 2014
Jun 27, 2014 at 2:12 AM UTC