"someting" poems
It was a momentary encounter
Just a momentary thought
A moment which was wasted
A moment that didn't matter
I pushed myself into the hands of another mistake
I pushed myself into another ditch full of fire and thorns
I said I didn't really care
But in that moment, I didnt know that secrete was there
Am I now on the sideline
Or am I just one big waste
Am I just someting you once wanted that you couldn't have?
Am I just too hard to get and you don't think I'm worth the fight?
Although I'd never kiss you
Although I'd never want to be with you
I just wanted that feeling...
Of being wanted.
May 28, 2015
May 28, 2015 at 7:19 PM UTC
now it boxing day and the bargains they are on
got to get there early before the bargains gone
standing in a cue waiting in a line
hope that its not raining and the weathers fine
waiting there for hours standing patiently
hoping that theres someting thats there left for me
until then i will wait for what i am looking for
take home with me until boxing day once more
Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 10:53 AM UTC
Stay calm.
Stay calm.
Stay calm.
Stay pink.
Pink is calm.
Calm is peaceful and useful.
To stay calm,
Look at someting calm.
Or pink.
Or pink.
Look at something calm,
To stay calm.
Calm is peaceful and useful.
Pink is calm.
Stay pink.
Stay calm.
Stay calm.
Stay calm.
Oct 25, 2014
Oct 25, 2014 at 11:56 AM UTC
Breathe me in like your last cigarette,
because you swear you're going to quit,
as the smoke swirls past your head
and heads east.
Drain my cup like the last coffee
you pour yourself, even though it's 11 pm
and you really should go to bed soon
because you never sleep enough.
Color between my lines like you tried
to show your little sister, when she stole
your colored pencils and scribbled
all through your sketchbook.
Give me the kind of attention you give
sunset on the beach,
because someting about it makes time stop
and brings you peace.
Love me,
even though the only time you ever thought
love just might be more than a façade or a con
left you detached and empty.
Love me,
because I promise
I'm already trying
to love you.
Mar 2, 2017
Mar 2, 2017 at 4:26 PM UTC
I say, come out here and smell the air
just know the truth, it's no proverb
we'll walk in the same direction
an alliteration of great affection
let's become someting else
a new letter in the alphabet
one not needed but sure to bet
euphemisms to this bland world
a hyperbole for us to hurl
think and feel and get to see
a portmanteau of you and me
it may be a cacophony
enjoying the sun in a balcony
but in the end its all like this
no order in front, below or above
a sweet oxymoron
individuals falling in love
May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 7:36 PM UTC
I understand that you are shocked
I know you are confused
But say something
Please
Say something
When you say nothing
Just get out and shut the door
A million possibilities go through my mind
Will he tell everyone?
Will he ever see me the same?
Does he hate me?
I had expectations for your reaction
Yelling
Crying
Blaming me for something I have tried to change
But your reaction is silence
And trust me, I have tried to change it
Tried to starve it out
Cut it out
Deny every feeling
Until i felt nothing
Nothing
Just like your reaction
I cannot answer questions you do not ask
I cannot reassure your concerns if you do not voice them
I can do nothing if you give me nothing
My sense of self was put at your feet
But you walked away
True, you didn't stomp on it
But you did not pick it up
You left me on the ground
Now i'm here.
Waiting.
Just please
Say someting
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 9:53 AM UTC
A week can start with blue
And end in red
A look can start at my feet
And end at my head
A day can start on the street
And end in my bed
A journey can start with a birth
And end when you're dead
Red hair
Everywhere
The water bleeding through the fabric of you
Red hair
Everywhere
I'm not sure if it's good or bad
But there's someting about you
Apr 8, 2013
Apr 8, 2013 at 7:54 PM UTC
My parents often ask me, why are you so stressed, why are you so depressed, . . . . . why are you so . . . crazy?
Here and now I am going to answer that question.
1. stress
The main reason I stress is from responsibility.
RESPONSIBILITY
The word makes me go insane
All of it causes pain.
Sibilings, five younger sibilings,
they all have their things.
they each have someting that either causes me a responsibilty or stress, because its a constant worry, love.
School, all eight classes,
you expect aces.
I can't be perfect, but you want me to be, and that is a huge responsibility.
Home, all of it,
every single bit.
A home requires everybody to have a responsibility.
2. deppresed
The main reason i am often sad, mad, or a mixture of both is that you wouldn't accept me.
NO ACCEPTENCE
To know that you would hate me,
stops me from being free.
Gender, i hate it,
why do we label ourselfs why dont we quit.
I just want to be free and ya'll dont like that, so i can't.
Sexuality, mine is different,
and you would accept it.
The world is different why cant you see that, why is different bad?
Religon, the worst of all,
the lectures make me feel so small.
You force and force and it makes me wat t be farther and farther away.
3. crazy
I am crazy because you dont care.
OBLIVION
You can't see me trying so hard,
the only things you see tears me apart.
I am trying, cant you see,
being perect for you is always who i've been tring to be.
Don't you see me working, all the time, trying to please all of ya'll.
Perfection, its impossible,
nothing can be perfectly aligned on the table.
Why do I have to be your perfect christain daughter who does so well in school while I am unhappy? Why can't I be your unperfect person that follows their dreams and is happy?
- Your unperfect human, Zan.
Apr 22, 2020
Apr 22, 2020 at 1:13 AM UTC
just wait until the black night falls,
your sticky blood held in veins,
thins out into an alcoholic vapeur,
& your body starts burning to touch
screaming out the name of the ones
who’ll return your frenzied call,
just as soon as bodies bloat the street
like bruises on peachy virigin flesh
the feverish buzz infects your gut,
from torrid twilight until doeish dawn,
*stupid, angry, hungry, ***** high,*
the monstrous id claims your reigns
the cable connection,
the electric persuasion
the hellish hunger
& ****** stimulation
you’ll hop the wall, ride the wave,
& dance with Death, song for song
sell the Devil your youth for a taste
of ambrosia: someting better than life
Mar 27, 2013
Mar 27, 2013 at 8:47 AM UTC
I had held in my hands,
The bitter shards of my heart.
I had thrown them away,
To be forgotten in the dust.
I had cried for an answer,
A solution
A plan
A direction
A reason why I failed.
I had seen no road other than alone.
In my self-hate,
I had lashed myself,
For my ignorance and naievety.
For being a fool in love.
And then,
I found a light space in my soul,
I glimmer of warmth.
A handhold out of the dark.
I found a comfort in your smile,
A place where I fit in your hand.
A safety in your arms.
I want to say to you,
That you had brought into my life,
Something I had thought was lost
And I was never to find again.
I have peace,
That I am safe with you.
That I can trust your smile.
That I can believe your words.
That your hands are for care,
Not pain.
Thankyou,
For being in my life.
You make me happy.
Oct 5, 2010
Oct 5, 2010 at 12:58 AM UTC
We spill our coffee and reach for the paper towels
We toss tons upon tubs of aluminum cans with the trash each hour
We turn lights on in the middle of the day when the brightest beacon is all we need
We stay glued to televisions evening in and morning out
ANd don't even listen to what they're saying
We sure hear it in the background
Of our cell phone chats and screaming brats
Need Need Need
Is all they say
Day after day
WHy must we need these things so badly
It takes more effort to get ********* and stupid
Than to peacefully sit
And think
About anything in particular
And nothing at the moment
Or something in time
But we do it anyways
Week and week and weak
ANd we wake up the next morning and toss the cans
In a plastic bag
WHich we throw in a bigger can
Which gets picked up by this rolling thundering truck of a thing
That burns more gas than a speedboat
Which is what we're all riding through this life
Rather than paddling down a gentle brook
In a hollowed out tree
Oh wait
We cut all of those down to make more things
Like post it notes we use once
And then toss in another metal can
With another plastic bag
Which as you may guess
Goes on and on in this excessive
And perpetual cycle of total waste
Those trees make pieces of plywood
Which kids paint designs on
And toss ***** back and forth
into more plastic cups
When we could just set our own glasses
Around the place in random spots
And they don't even need to be cups
They could be fishbowls
And you find a small item that does not need to be a ping pong ball it could be a lil toy lion or a seashell or a miniature book
Or an acorn
In fact
Why do we even have houses in the first place
It doesn't rain that often
And when it does
You might as well just climb under a tree
Or duck into a cliff
Or be ******* resourceful
And find a natural solution
Stop buying bag after bag after bag of plastic party cups
Take the ones you already have and make someting fun
You could use them to play a game where you build a palace
By balancing the cups and making walls and such
You can do that with anything you have in your house or outside or wherever you are
Find the fun in things
Think about the infitine number of things you could do with each item you see
We should just sort through our dumps and take evertyhgin and make it into something useful
Stop resource production completely
And live naturally.
Aug 21, 2010
Aug 21, 2010 at 10:23 PM UTC
sometimes i feel so distant
i even feel like crying
without knowing why
& it makes me feel lost.
i don't want to go back
to the depressing days
when i could hear voices in my head
& had insomnia
neither to have depressed & suicidal thoughts.
i thought i got over it
i thought i overcome it
but no;
i didn't really do.
you can't just overcome someting
that has being with you for years.
maybe you feel better & better
as the time passes,
but depression will still be there
deep inside you
waiting for you to have a moment of sadness
so it can seize you again
& you better be prepared for it
because it can get you
without you expecting it -unexpectedly.
Dec 26, 2013
Dec 26, 2013 at 1:00 AM UTC
Time is something that wonders by,
meaning nothing, but for our lives.
The great expanse,
the truth untold
It’s all eqations, so I’m told.
Time is someting I’d like to conquer,
in my body and mind,
I’d like to know what Einstein saw after Newton,
In Time.
I’d like to beat the fates at their game,
reveal Plato’s world of ever lasting.
Time came, it went and it’s coming,
it’s now and then and will be – but not forever, at least here.
it conquers death, and life.
Time after all is not concerned.
So time,
in mystery and rarefied symbolism,
Are you real or just conjured?
Parmenides had you for nought,
Explain the passing moment from now till then,
The change from what is to what isn’t makes the sense your illusion,
maybe you’re static and we’re just pasing,
percptions’ lie and conscious deception.
But, if you really do have dimension,
let it be revealed,
let me turn your hand to my creation,
and make what I haven’t from past sensation.
Sep 17, 2009
Sep 17, 2009 at 1:38 AM UTC
come a little closer,
that chasm between us is millitmeters long,
hold those thoughts
and listen to a new song
come a little closer,
time to see clearer from this heart instead,
lower those eyes
and tilt that confused head
come a little closer,
a little something Ive wanted to share for a while
its time to reveal this delicate kiss
it goes a little someting like this
come a little closer,
lightness and sweetness moving into your depths
holding your heart warm like this
and in this taste of love
a promise...
there is no more chasm
only moments of clarity in
a lover's breath exquisitely complete
come a little closer,
time to see clearer from this heart instead,
lower those eyes
and tilt that confused head
I promise you'll be okay.
Folder: Heart Aesthetics
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 11:05 PM UTC
i'm completely insane im not afraid to do any things you give me to try!i cant function with out my music playing but ill do anything that is crazy.i take thrill seeking rids that last till im called up on the phone saying your insane. that means noting to me cause i already know that! is there any thing this world that can be done cause whats the point if you dont have the exitment in your life to try new things. im insane cause i dont think stupid i think smart before its tested. my parents think im insane cause im not afraid of what the consequesnes that come with the dangerious ideas. im insane cause i think big not small . this world has never showed what my insane mind can build. im insane cause i show no fear cause im willing to make sure the road is safe for my own friends and family.im insane cause im not afraid to prove the skeptics wrong. im insane cause i want to improve this world better with new ideas. im insane cause im not afraid to speak my mind wen my heart starts to cry.
im insane cause i can read a chapter book and build the storie around society.
im insane cause i have so many things to try. im insane cause i have a big heart and im always caring even when things get dark. im insan cause theres no fear when it comes to the new suroundings that blind the beauty in life as we go. im insane cause ill never let go of what the truth has told me . im insane cause im inovative and mechanicaly inclined. im insane when riots break out i stear the grouyp the right way. away from the danger. im insane cause i only follow what my heart and mind say to. im insane cause my family tells every one im not afraid of what dangers wait for me. im insane cause i'm willing to get answeeres for the hopless who needs to be helped.im insane cause ill risk my life to help you in the most worst conditions. im insane cause im not afraid to help you fight when your wounded.im insane cause i want more answeres to help societys troubls. my family thinks im insane cause im always crating someting crazy to solve a problem even if its really stupid. my mind is insane cause im not afraid to take things to a new level. every one i know thinks im insane cause i want people to fell free and not traped that slaves them to. people call me insane cause im always working on new things to improve my theriories that might be insane but what if they became the next thin g to work for societys lies. im crazy insane cause theres nothing im willing to try so follow me in my foot stepf and be com what you truly want to speak your mind. speak your mind with me and society will be come opened with ideas to try for future hope . so follow me and we will open a world with ideas that will never be silenced by fear
thank you letting me speak my mind
follow if you dare for change
Nov 23, 2015
Nov 23, 2015 at 2:19 PM UTC
the landing has an unpleasant smell,
started the day before yesterday, warm weather.
air freshener spent, we use cheap perfume
from aldi. is my house not clean ? remember
this smell of old. some wee creatured done died
in the loft, floor boards, some which place.
i have spent hours looking for the body, to take to
the church yard gently, spent time spraying
madame glamour, my daughter.
know with time, it will fade, pass as all
things.
I found last years birds nest yesterday,
twined with horse hair.
the field is empty now.
one swallow.
sbm.
May 1, 2014
May 1, 2014 at 2:18 AM UTC
You should see him,
You know?
You should see the way he holds me
As if I was made of paper
Instead of meat and bones.
You should see the way he smiles
Understanding,
Whenever I do someting wrong.
You should see the way he kisses me
Ever-so-softly, yet sometimes rough.
You should see him, really
The way he makes me fall in love.
Jan 9, 2013
Jan 9, 2013 at 12:33 AM UTC
Feeling the sorrows of myself
to why
I don't really know
answer
is within myself to find
no one really knows
why we feel
the sorrows that touchs us
in many ways
to understand the moods we get into
we long for something
someting that we are missing
memories become us
in reality it shows us
to why
we hang ourselves so long
what are we searching for
a balance life
maybe
or
not
feeling the sorrows
of my own thougths to be in away
moods
are sorrows
trying to understand them
is question we all don't understand
I know who I am
sorrows I hate is knowing what people
hating the fact of life
life is many sorrows
to them all
finding a place of comfort and warmth
what happen to it all
I was the same
lost and confuse
nothing seem to work in the past
I walk silent in my mind
yet I question many things
I word into my mind
before saying it to anyone else
life is a sorrows
to all who live with many different
pies of depress
comes in many forums not just the fact or the issue
it's real out there
nothing would work
can't get rid of the pain of confusing
through our sorrows
in the way
we cannot express ourselves
deeply
within us
just the fault that creeps upon at times
yet
we hold on
to our own strength by doing things we like to do
focusing on others
who feel the same
feeling the sorrows to myself
and to others
who aren't alone
in the world
we see or seek out there
sorrows
to who we are
real within our own ways
Dec 11, 2012
Dec 11, 2012 at 12:42 PM UTC
You loved me so much
You refused to believe who I really am
And you belittled the true me
To make me at your false image of myself
I loved you so much
I started to believe that art, poetry and me
We were becoming really futile
And I lost myself in the process of pleasing you
You didn't understand
And you did not really try
I was not angry then
But I'm just angry now.
Because when I ended it
You lost yourself in the process of leaving me
And you're trying to get to me,
To the idea of me, yourself thought I was
So understand someting:
I am a true independent self
I am a tortured artist, writer and poet
And I ******* love who I became !
Feb 22, 2016
Feb 22, 2016 at 4:11 PM UTC
FINALLY THE TIME HAS COME
TO PUT UP A TREE
WITH BIG BRIGHT ***** HANGING ON IT
PEOPLE DO THIS TO MAKE IT LOOK NICE
BUT BELLS AND STARS THAT ARE HUNG ON IT MAKE IT LOOK MAGICAL
A BIG STAR OR AN ANGEL PERHAPS
IS HUNG ON THE FIRST BRANCH OF THE TREE
LIGHTS ARE PUT ALL AROUND THE TREE
WHICH MAKES IT LOOK LIKE A TREE MADE OF FIREFLIES
CANDLES ARE LIT
SOCKS ARE HUNG UP
CAKE IS BAKED
AND WINE IS SERVED
ALL YEAR LONG KIDS PLAY GOOD
IN A HOPE TO GET SOMETING NICE
FROM THEIR HERO
SANTA CLAUSE
A CHRISTMAS EVE DINNER IS SET
WITH FAMILY MEMBERS ALL AROUND
LATE AT NIGHT WHEN ALL ARE ASLEEP
HE COMES IN WITH HIS BAG OF GOODIES
PUTS A GIFT UNDER EACH TREE
HOPING ALL THE KIDS ARE HAPPY
MORNING..MORNING THEY WAKE UP
RUN TO THE TREE AND START OPENING GIFTS
ALL OF THEM HAVE A HUGE WIDE GRIN
BIG ENOUGH TO SHOW ALL THEIR 34 TEETH
THEY SIT AND SING CHRISTMAS CALORS ALL DAY
AND WAIT OF THE NEXT 25TH OF DECEMBER TO ARRIVE
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 11:51 AM UTC
Alone in this world so cold, ice to the heart frozen over. I fight for my chance at happiness failed attempts such sorrow. The lonely wanderer travels the world in search of someting dear only finding empty minded people. Flying high so great shot down from the sky so sad. Alone to die in a world of hurt. Agony bleeds black fading into darkness such terror.
Jul 15, 2014
Jul 15, 2014 at 12:59 PM UTC
The trees they sway
The same way everyday
And i wonder what its like
Their peace, Their harmoney
They have a silent tune
A beautiful melody
One no one can hear
But one that I see
The trees they sway
And i want to feel that way
Their silence has never been so loud
People hear them, People fear them
Something of their unknown draws me in
Something about all the fears
Theres someting about them
Something that i'm not
Something fearless and free
Something above everything
It is the end
The trees will always win
They are something forever
Mar 17, 2014
Mar 17, 2014 at 1:38 PM UTC
FINALLY THE TIME HAS COME
TO PUT UP A TREE
WITH BIG BRIGHT ***** HANGING ON IT
PEOPLE DO THIS TO MAKE IT LOOK NICE
BUT BELLS AND STARS THAT ARE HUNG ON IT MAKE IT LOOK MAGICAL
A BIG STAR OR AN ANGEL PERHAPS
IS HUNG ON THE FIRST BRANCH OF THE TREE
LIGHTS ARE PUT ALL AROUND THE TREE
WHICH MAKES IT LOOK LIKE A TREE MADE OF FIREFLIES
CANDLES ARE LIT
SOCKS ARE HUNG UP
CAKE IS BAKED
AND WINE IS SERVED
ALL YEAR LONG KIDS PLAY GOOD
IN A HOPE TO GET SOMETING NICE
FROM THEIR HERO
SANTA CLAUSE
A CHRISTMAS EVE DINNER IS SET
WITH FAMILY MEMBERS ALL AROUND
LATE AT NIGHT WHEN ALL ARE ASLEEP
HE COMES IN WITH HIS BAG OF GOODIES
PUTS A GIFT UNDER EACH TREE
HOPING ALL THE KIDS ARE HAPPY
MORNING..MORNING THEY WAKE UP
RUN TO THE TREE AND START OPENING GIFTS
ALL OF THEM HAVE A HUGE WIDE GRIN
BIG ENOUGH TO SHOW ALL THEIR 34 TEETH
THEY SIT AND SING CHRISTMAS CALORS ALL DAY
AND WAIT OF THE NEXT 25TH OF DECEMBER TO ARRIVE
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 11:51 AM UTC