"username" poems
Sorry - login failed....
OK...easy - of course it's me;
I’m authentic, not me pretending to be me
or someone else pretending to be me
or me pretending to be Swine Poet;
no, it’s not
Swim Goggles masquerading as Noodles Mee;
or Pretty Pig pretending to be Ugly Duckling;
so let’s try again – it’s easy…sure, I know my password….
OK….
Sorry – login failed….
OK…
it’s easy....I’ll give you my username
and here’s password…Enter…here we go…
Sorry – login failed….
Hey! You’re joking with me, right?
you know it’s me, and you’re just kidding, right?
What?
If at first you don’t succeed – try, try again…
OK, OK…let’s go again….
Sorry – login failed….
Hey, man – or woman, this is serious…
Oh I see – my thick fingers
might have landed on 9 instead of 8
and on g instead of f –
you see? It’s me….I’ll try and use my most slender fingers
and avoid my thick fingers…
Knock and the door shall be opened…
OK…here we go…username…hmmmmm….easy now….
slender fingers, remember….OK….password….careful now….
use slender fingers only….Enter! Yipppppeeeeee!
Sorry - login failed....
Hey- it appears I’m thick-headed as well!
Come on – give me a chance!
It’s almost like being denied at Heaven’s doors!
I’m having an identity crisis here, baby!
You want to see me have a breakdown and
send me to a madhouse, or what?
All right, all right…cool down…easy….easy…calm…
Take a deep breath….
Username…OK….slender fingers, now…eyes on keyboard…
…Password….slender fingers, remember….eyes on keyboard….
Now, all good….I think….Want to say a prayer?
Come on – it’s not that serious….Alright….ENTER!
Yes – I’m in! Hey guys – here I am!
Oct 3, 2010
Oct 3, 2010 at 1:29 AM UTC
What do you do when you feel uninspired??
It’s been so long since I last wrote a piece. I don’t consider myself a poet. I consider myself an inspirational writer. I write about what I feel and though I feel a lot of things I’m just not the same. I haven’t felt inspired to write. I haven’t felt the urge. I haven’t been moved. Words elude me. I feel like I’m blocked and I’m unhappy. How did you overcome and grasp your inspiration when it left?
To tell you a bit about me and my struggles. I have a double personality. One person is Jon. The other is Dom. Hence my username. I am Jon. A quiet, introvert. Mostly keep to myself. Dom is extroverted and into some aspects of the **** lifestyle. Dom went through a rough time feeling betrayed by the one he loved and still loves, to be honest. My family never understood me and they ravaged what beautiful thing I once held in my arms. I was still writing until I suddenly wasn’t anymore.
I want to write. I need to write but the words just don’t flow. Please help! I’m slowly dying inside.
Oct 29, 2018
Oct 29, 2018 at 8:18 AM UTC
For the past two hours
this Mac has hypnotised
my gaze to its white screen
and every website has
sentries at the door -
Username ? Password ?
Already registered ? Login
When did we become so
chary one of another ? Were
folks so paranoid in the pre-
digital age when existence
had not been magicked into
noughts and ones in Silicon
Valley? It did not seem so.
(c) C J Heyworth July 2014
Jul 2, 2014
Jul 2, 2014 at 4:41 PM UTC
my life was lifted just above me
now I have to live with what I did
live with what I see.
I have seen a battlefield as a classroom
a warzone as a desk
when nothing is as it should be
then nothing is at rest
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In trying to cure this one wound
they have begun to open various cuts
of which are now beginning to fester and scar
I am one of those cuts.
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I have no sense of hope,
no pure feelings
no... nothing.
I cannot feel anymore
not the sun
not the wind...
nor do I ever think I will
feel... again...
By: RAIN <3
Mar 13, 2012
Mar 13, 2012 at 6:46 PM UTC
(That's actually his username)
We spent that one lovely night,
Talking for hours.
We spent our good time,
For each other.
We spent that one day,
Laughing together.
Don't you know I won't forget the day we met?
Thank you, Mr.Love Bug, it's been a pleasure to know you.
A pleasure, yes indeed~
You're everything to me.
Nov 30, 2014
Nov 30, 2014 at 1:37 PM UTC
We are a generation
Of instant gratification
Most of our lives
Confined to LCD screens
And large comfy couches
We are fearless;
Behind the username and password
Of a social network
Our words are no longer spoken
But formed by a repetitive tapping of our fingers
An act of bravery is now defined as
Sending a risky text
Our mornings and sleep patterns
Depend solely on
‘Good morning/night beautiful’
Carefully handwritten letters turned into careless emails
And break ups are just
A click of a button on Facebook
Trips to the mall became
Hot cocoa and credit card debt
We learned how to surf
With just a keyboard
And our laziness transformed the English language
Into LOL and TTYL
And how silly it is to think
We made ourselves this way.
Feb 4, 2013
Feb 4, 2013 at 3:30 PM UTC
He asked me when
I started writing so I
turned to him and
frowned. "Have you
forgotten my
birthday already?"
Mar 2, 2013
Mar 2, 2013 at 11:06 PM UTC
Humanity is simplistic contrary to the complex, misunderstood, myriad of separately analyzed individuals that psychologists, artists, poets, and scientists paint it to be. Each person is labeled with a different disorder founded by their apparently personal past tragedies and harbors the wholehearted, mistaken, belief that they are alone in their “tragedy” which is indeed not tragedy but a side effect to the human condition, and arguably, to the optimist, one of life’s sacred milestones. Humanity likes to romanticize these milestones. They dress up their societal deemed shameful past with cashmere sweaters, line their lips with the grief of loss, and sweep their eyes with trust issue mascara all in an effort to pronounce themselves worthy and prove themselves beautiful despite their “unique” past events and tragic flaws. But they are not unique. When you peel off the pearls, when you delete the username, when you strip away the added flair to each sad story, humanity is all the same. They all front loss of some sort, they’ve all battled insecurity, they’ve all woken up one day perhaps wishing they hadn’t woken up at all. They’ve all laughed, cried, chased after the fleeting ideal of love, and questioned its palpability. They’ve each found themselves in a situation that made them ponder their ability to ever trust again, if they could ever love again, if they could ever be the same again; but what they don’t realize is that they are all the same. Rough the personal and each person is the same, just with a different name. Step back and behold, these seemingly individual fallacies of the human condition all spin together to weave a simplistically complex web.
Jan 25, 2019
Jan 25, 2019 at 9:49 PM UTC
Your username and password,
To learn of the world,
Your e-mail address,
To access your friends,
A 4-digit PIN,
To start out your life,
A captcha test,
To be yourself,
The world behind a lock screen.
Apr 29, 2016
Apr 29, 2016 at 6:55 PM UTC
Sometimes I forfeit peace
to log on and feel a release
slave to its master
freedom on a leash.
Thoughts laid prostrate
forced open is the fate
my life a potluck
privacy open to mutilate.
Username and password
alias to a dream deferred
pressure to fulfill
purpose completely blurred.
My brain belongs to me
i give it away freely
my business senses love it
the common ones disagree.
Nov 17, 2010
Nov 17, 2010 at 6:54 PM UTC
I pretend to be wise
I'm not
I'm as foolish as a fooler
I pretend to be strong
I'm not
I'm as weak as a new born
I pretend i am happy
I'm not
I'm as sad as my username
I pretend it's so easy
It's not
It hurts my tired soul
Be gentle my precious world
I don't want to be a pretender
Apr 27, 2016
Apr 27, 2016 at 4:09 PM UTC
Its not that serious, its not that sincere
Lights and electricity, not really what they appear
They’re numbers and codes, not actual actions
Its binary code, not true transactions
Don’t take it to heart, its too cold to have a pulse
Full of electric charges but no flesh to convulse
Its just a network, not real interactions
It doesn’t matter what is said, they are just letters and captions
There aren’t any rules, why would there be?
Its through wires and plugs, not genuine ability
Don’t take it personally, you are not meant to
Typed smiles and faces, the likeness they woe!
But they have no unique attributes to be weighty to you.
Say what you want, its different here
No face to look at.. no eye to tear.....
Don’t act like yourself, you’re not yourself anymore
The detachment of this tragedy strikes you to the core
Lash out if you want, there is no real person to receive your blow
A username, a picture, no one you really know.
Tell them they are nothing! you’re right, aren’t you?
They are just lifeless drones with nothing else to do.
Exercise your anger, its all an outlet here
You can get more attention here than you did anywhere
Its virtual, Its cold, a social evolution!
Its clean and pure, no emotional pollution.
No responsibility,
this world is like a dream......
Become another person,
And hide behind a screen.
Jun 30, 2013
Jun 30, 2013 at 6:45 AM UTC
dear you,
she's not sure why
she even still brings it up
in her own head
because you are long gone by now
but she stopped falling for your tricks
a very long time ago.
she doesn't understand why
you were so demanding
of her time
and attention.
you were the knife against her throat,
and because she was afraid,
she went with you.
you were the only one on the other end
of the electric wire.
and because she felt powerless,
she let herself get electrocuted.
all she knew you for
was a photograph,
a username,
a mutual friend.
but you seemed to be a ghost
in her head,
unseen but persistent.
you hijacked your way
into the skin behind her ears,
and laughed when she heard
but couldn't see
you.
and when she finally had the courage
to shut you down,
you made her question
her own sanity and existence.
because of your
insecurities.
she can never forgive you
for that.
so dear you,
if she ever sees you walking
down the street
with a smile
painted in yellow
and green
and purple,
she will not approach you.
she will simply clasp her friend's hand tighter,
smile sweetly,
and add
a little
blue.
Apr 27, 2017
Apr 27, 2017 at 9:47 AM UTC
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Nov 9, 2018
Nov 9, 2018 at 11:02 PM UTC
UAL 568
You All Fixate.
You All Fix It.
Fix It You All.
Ahhh Hell it could be anything right!?...
welcome to the tag line, it is fine, it is fine all the time...
Ahh who am I kidding I fixate as I try and Fix It..
like I said, Jack of all trades Ace of none hon.
well Ace of some... just lost the password to my username is all.
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 4:25 PM UTC
So,
I'm a little embarrassed,
however ashamed I might feel,
here goes.......:
Upon hearing from a text message from my brother that you were engaged,
I burst into tears, texted my best friend, cried a little more. It was strange.
And then got on with my busy day.
I then came to a complete stop only to realize that this news was plaguing my mind,
I had to know the truth.
So I sent you that email, hoping you would reply.
The email was completely genuine.
I then still felt like a crazy person.......
So I called my brothers girlfriend, found out his username and password,
hacked into his account, stalked your fb page and realized it was a hoax,
felt further emotional confusion, idiotic, potentially psychopathic.
Singed out.
Had to tell you.
I'm glad its not true.
However, if it were, I would accept it, not that that even freaking matters.
I have an odd attachment to you that I hope will soon leave me.
It is painful and odd.
I had been crying over you for the last 3 days.
So hearing the news startled me.
I have moved on in reality from you, however, emotionally, I have not.
I am pleased to hear you have a lady.
I'm a **** wit.
Jun 16, 2012
Jun 16, 2012 at 7:30 AM UTC
[ ] couldn't find anything to respond with
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you failed to provide a valid line of dialogue
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[ ] has run out of solutions
please restart the program at your earliest convenience
after you have spent enough time away to forget all prior interaction
start the program and resume from the beginning
...
you can not uninstall the program without administrators permission
please enter password to continue...
password or username incorrect...
forgot password?
YES NO
no
forgot username?
YES NO
yes
please insert your email
we will send you a new identity to your email
if you do not see it within 10 minutes
you're SOL
Feb 9, 2019
Feb 9, 2019 at 10:54 PM UTC
Hey guys I can't sleep! Feel free to snapchat me!
Madisonparis is my username
Nov 18, 2016
Nov 18, 2016 at 12:06 AM UTC
Hey guys I’m kind of struggling tonight, so if anyone would like to message me on here or on Snapchat, Madisonparis is my Snapchat username
Oct 21, 2019
Oct 21, 2019 at 1:49 AM UTC
Come stranger Enter my Domain
Search and break the firewalls for the entrance to my life
One by one break through
and behind the last wall you will find
UTTER DEVOTION, LOYALTY AND TRUTH.
FRIENDSHIP THAT KNOWS NO BOUNDS,
SOMEONE TO LEAN ON IN GOOD TIMES AND BAD,
SOMEONE TO TALK AND LISTEN TO YOU AT ANY HOUR OF THE DAY OR NIGHT but most of all you'll find LOVE that has no bounds
that never fails when others leave you.
You'll find respect for who you are, for what you believe in.
BUT I WARN YOU - ENTER AT YOUR OWN RISK!
If you ever want to leave me you'll always have the freedom to do so
But do it Gently and seal back the walls that you entered through
Then I can change the Password to my heart and the Username of my life, so then I can wait here until the next stranger comes along!
Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 8:40 PM UTC
I googled my username
and the word "poetry" together
to see if you could find my poems
to reread when you miss me.
I paused a second too long
over the bottle of painkillers today;
I'm frightened.
Dec 24, 2015
Dec 24, 2015 at 2:58 PM UTC