"whipser" poems
godspeed, dystopian mind.
alls well that ends well
in the war against self loathing.
call upon historic impulses
electrical? fanatical. transfixed. fatal.
groping,
whipser,
intention?
weakness.
axiom? blight. corruption. hunger.
intent? destruction. hopeless. death.
solution?
fellowship.
truth.
transparent.
godspeed, dystopian mind
and don't come back.
Jun 10, 2013
Jun 10, 2013 at 10:56 PM UTC
She howls at the moon in the midst of the night. Seeking lost souls trapped and screaming in fright. Her cries play melodies of melancholy trials lost, her spirit stolen callously at a grave cost. Roaming the dense fog on hallows eve Watching the dead rise, I'm sure many were known to be wise. As she so gallantly skips past ancient tree's they whipser vintage stories about Victorian times and all its glories. Tree leaves construct reenactments of ****** wars riddled of death and destruction among differences of the people, only wishing to gather and come together at the church steeple. Her howls are searched among the hollow lands above makeshift graves of innocent people seen as second rate, not suprising of their final fate. Beings born with no guidence for a undeniable ratchet societies views, she howls as she hears the news. Her ravaged heart however battered still beats, I am She Wolf.
Apr 4, 2015
Apr 4, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC
You use to lay your hand on my
chest and take me to new york
in a heart beat.
(The coins fell to the ground )
and empty were my pockets
The rain falls differently in a small town
it cries with you
(the grass was never born)
and the trees in my town are old and
forgotten
Abounded houses represent the
people who left us behind
every gated community promises
security but instead it locks up your dreams.
I´ll hold you down (you whipser)
soothing my frustration with music
It´s like nature itself escaped
through the last storm.
I´ll scream into forsaken homes
and put up posters of
you in my room
hoping that you (come and get me)
But the postcard was sent
from a world (only the unliving can live in)
May 26, 2016
May 26, 2016 at 6:32 PM UTC
Memory is too fragile
Too often it forgets the past
All your happiness is faded
Your timeline, unsure and jaded
It remebers the biggest stuff
The "important" events and things
But leaves out intamacy
In the details of legacy
The little day to day gestures,
Moments of bliss are neglected
"Insignifigant" adventure
And all the laughter that they lure
These are the things I want to keep,
What I want memorialized
On my conciousness for ever
All these times we shared together
Precious moments unforgotten
Like the wind tossling my hair
And you sliding it back in place
How you lightly caressed my face
Every breathless time my heart stopped
And butterflies bred at your touch
Every kiss imprinted in time
The veiws from the mountains we climb
The way we shudder and tremble
And whipser "I Love you" 's with care
The jokes we shout, the games we play
The songs we sing, the things we say
These fleeting moments are ereased
To make way for pain or glory
Things with ceremony or scars
Not as good as sleeping in cars
Let my legacy be of my
Good times, fun times, small times when I
Made a difference for once and for
The smiles and laughs of my trade floor
I want to remeber these things
The small things that make up our lives
Because they make them all worth more
Than I ever thought before
Mar 22, 2015
Mar 22, 2015 at 12:57 AM UTC
Tonight
A storm whips at the window
With impressive force.
The rain like liquid bullets
bombards the fragile glass.
I keep expecting it to shatter,
But it just shudders
And creaks.
I put my cheek to the cool,
smooth, surface
And strain my
Ear to catch every oscillating
sound wave that passes through
The barrier of fired carbon and silica.
That's when I hear it.
A low voice with emerald eyes
And a silver smile.
And I-
I remember
What it is like to be known
Completely without fear.
I remember my soul
And why I gave it so freely.
"I would give it again"
I whipser,
As thunder rolls through the empty
Space in the core of my being.
May 6, 2012
May 6, 2012 at 10:44 PM UTC
Quickly and calm
the entire house cramped with boots
each whisper fit
like snow covering in the night
mind glows against trudges
not face
through reluctance voice
her mind deep
her talk is next
Lindsey peels
Marcela slips out
ignores the night
she can swish seven faces
trudges of aisle
from whipser seat desperation
pleading
Marcela entire voice
Jun 24, 2014
Jun 24, 2014 at 10:42 PM UTC
Walls.
Build them up.
Break them down.
Build them taller.
Every word, every whipser
Is either adding a brick
Or taking one away.
But never staying the same.
You broke it all down
And I threw away the bricks.
I didn’t know that I should have saved
At least one.
You came in and looked around
I let you move right into
Every corner that used to be guarded
By the walls i put up.
Slowly, I forgot where i even put my bricks.
I wouldn’t need them anyways.
You took them all away,
But i didnt know you would steal them.
You lit the bricks on fire,
And you burned the house down.
See, you still had your bricks up
And built more with mine that you stole.
I am left brickless.
Its almost like im homeless.
Everything is out,
Nothing is protected.
But you.
You are walls that are miles high.
I can see the bricks you stole from me
Scattered about your walls.
But while im laying on the ground
That is the only thing left after the fire
I look around and notice,
There is sunlight.
No walls are up,
And the mind is shattered.
But while yours is built up and safe,
Mine, has the sun.
Aug 3, 2018
Aug 3, 2018 at 12:31 PM UTC
Pacing pacing
Pacing racing
Falling screaming
Staying going
Writing cryiNG
RACING RACING
WORDS WORDS WORDS
S T O P
NO NO
Soemone talk to me
I'm feeling needy
No wait
I feel great
It's 3am
I don't even need sleep
I've slept all day
So tired
I feel uninspired
Wow it's so pretty
I am too
Everyrhing is okay
Listen to me
LISTEN TO ME
STOP STOP
IGNORING ME
Trauma trauma
Get over it
Stop throwing a fit
Are you okay
You need help
I'll do anything
Dear god
Am i crazy
Everyone says i am
Look at them
Disturbing
I can't be like that
No wait
I like this
It makes me different
Dear god **** me
It's not unique
I'm a freak
Tears of joy yesterday
Now drops of sorrow
Ahaha love is borrowed
Whisper whipser
calming calming
The storm is coming
I sent you a novel
YOU DIDN'T REPLY
Dear god my minds dry
Stop talking
Speak to me
So restless endlessly
Daydreaming
Oh the day is gone
Where'd you all go
Time is slow
No it's F A S T
Nothing is meant to last
I'm tired now
I can't sleep
Maybe I'll research
Something neat
Goodnight
Goodnight
LEAVE ME ALONE
Okay im sorry
For the harsh tone
Why are you leaving
This is normal
Jan 29, 2019
Jan 29, 2019 at 3:14 AM UTC
when im lying in bed trying to sleep
i imagine you lying opposite me
as the pixels fall into place
my heartbeat becomes more defined
i focus on how on beautiful you are
or should i say were?
you probably think i have no right
to comment on how you look
or know what you're thinking anymore
i whipser into the stillness of the night
but i'm always asleep before you can reply
Mar 31, 2014
Mar 31, 2014 at 1:52 PM UTC
There is an amazing form of intense insanity when people say these words "all I have ever wanted was you"
There is a stunning amount of crazy possession when people say "I belong to you and you belong to me"
There is an overwhelming blindness that comes to people when they say the words "Don't ever leave me, I need you"
There is an unconditional feeling of pure bliss when lovers look into each other's eyes and whipser the words "I love you and will forever"
All forms of possession are concieved as morbidness but love is viewed as sacred even it isn't treated like that.
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 7:26 PM UTC