#poetry
take bread: spread honey, toast it, butter it, repeat, repeat. ‘this is fuck!’ .
your presence with me an imprinted, faded dream i will always keep .
eyes blur, closing shut in the darkness, all i see an unmarked ceiling .
"you don’t have to be dying, but if you are, or you feel like you are, or if living’s been hard, call me, and i will show up. it doesn’t have to be that bad, it doesn’t have to be bad at all, but if it is, please call." an excerpt of: "We Have Enough Dead Friends" by Lena Oleanderson
the scent of coffee bread crunching between my teeth sunlight peeking in .
a dripping faucet in the darkness of the drain an endless abyss .
time passes me by helpless, i try to grab hold fingers pass through air .
eyes droop, my hands shake to sleep: i must close my eyes a nightmare made real .
wiping sweat off skin dirt smears and clings to my face my hands are washed clean .
birds by my window in the morning light they sing greeting a new day .
fat, thin, average bodies appreciated loved no matter what .
a night stretching on a loose thread growing thinner dreading the sun's rise .
humanity cloned the same, over and over your life: precious still .
a narrow doorway knock: a request to open there is no answer .
smell wafts up the stairs 'its time to eat,' a voice calls the memory fades .
and noww a passage i havve chosen for you all pulled out of the recovvered tome of a gallant and revvered knight of conquest, a hero of old alternia the gwwynvvere "Upon one night, my lady, thou dost drivve me to madness. Thou makest me furious, picking apart the little things I say or the manner of my dress. It maketh me yearn to run thee through! Some nights I lie awwake, haunted by thy face, and I cannot sleep. On nights like those, I find myself resolvving to givve thee a piece of my mind. I implore my courage to come wwith me, and I march to thy hivve to tell thee evverythi...Read more
Spools of thread Ties all together Into little knots Connect away Pull the string up and down And around Repentance for your sins Every scar is a sign of regret Every thought brands your skin Within the many ties What even is there? Half a mind Half of a thought Act until stagecall Why are you still lying? Didn't they say that they would love you? Didn't they not want to know more? Repeating facts that are easy to swallow Again and again Until you drop Do you have any sense? Perhaps the worries of your in...Read more
rip the skin from my bone i am the roadkill in the streets a prey animal afraid and alone i was meant to be hunted #gore #poetry
ever-changing tiDe grasping foaM shall score eroDe the stubborn stone yet only sift the sanDy shore the saMe location yet so Different froM before a testaMent to tiMe heeD this warning i iMplore reMain stuck in place anD be rockeD to the core be swept away anD there is beauty to aDore
from your bloodied mouth, spit me a sky of love ~summer madrigal by federico garcía lorca #gore #poem #poetry #quote
Title: "The Lonely Star" From when I lay onto the grey graveled sand The sound of sea lay rest to my ears. Through the sky I watch above At night, god, there are stars above! Rich in its color and beautiful dance, I see the many shapes that all of them form. Bulls to Gods Feasts to Life Oceans to Speech All but one was with another. And that was one that spoke to me. It flickered to my eye with endearance, A purple and blue hue Masked by the beauty of the multi-colored night sky. It flirted with me as it met my pupils So much beauty even for such a small little star In the expandi...Read more
pit against you i vwin first place. punching you in your old ass vwrinkly face. getting the chick, life is dope. stupid fucking idiot cant handle all this smoke. #poetry #poem #myfeelings #darkthoughts
THERE WILL COME SOFT ACIDIC RAINS AND THE SMELL OF THE MUDDIED GROUND, AND WINGBEASTS CIRCLING WITH THEIR SHIMMERING SOUND; AND GENESIS FROGS IN THE POOLS SINGING AT NIGHT, AND WILD FRUIT TREES IN TREMULOUS WHITE, SINGING-WINGBEASTS WILL WEAR THEIR FEATHERY FIRE WHISTLING THEIR WHIMS ON A PICKET FENCE-PYRE; AND NOT ONE WILL KNOW OF THE WAR, NOT ONE WILL CARE AT LAST OF WHO REALLY WON. NOT ONE WOULD MIND, NEITHER BEAST NOR CUTLERY IF TROLLKIND WERE TO HAVE PERISHED SO UTTERLY; AND SPRING THIYME HERSELF, WHEN SHE WOKE AT DUSK, WOULD SCARCELY KNOW THAT WE WERE ALL BUT A MERE HUSK. NOW TO ALL A ...Read more
used up washed up stupid little fuck up could've been better could've been stronger should be deader than you fucking are but i couldn't feel worse even if i was in the grave put me in the hearse they won't remember my name it's a shitty world and im just the same a fucked up little speck stuck in the furthest range help me out of my head how much more can i beg #poetry #cw-self-harm #ig
it's the fear of being replaced it's the fear of being changed it's the pain of being erased it's not wanting to let go it's the scars cut to the bone its you leaving me alone its not feeling like im home its forgetting my own face #poetry #cw-self-harm
@tactileTalent asks: "i'm so curious, vwhat kinda poems you vwrite, dude?" my profound art is lost on uncultured svwine, like most of you. i drovwn myself in vwords, son. deep and cruel wverses about the agony of an isolated, misunderstood soul like mine... it aint just 'poetry,' its the pure, ravw essence of a guy vwho feels too much in a cruel, insensitiwve vworld. #askcro #poetry #lyrics
Ꙩ-->DꙨes it knꙨw that we lꙨve it? That the universe is kind? SꙨmetimes, thrꙨugh the nꙨise Ꙩf its thꙨughts, it hears the universe, yes. But there are times it is sad, in the lꙨng dream. It creates wꙨrlds that have nꙨ summer, and it shivers under a black sun, and it takes its sad creatiꙨn fꙨr reality. TꙨ cure it Ꙩf sꙨrrꙨw wꙨuld destrꙨy it. The sꙨrrꙨw is part Ꙩf its Ꙩwn private task. We cannꙨt interfere. YꙨu. YꙨu. YꙨu are alive. and the universe said I lꙨve yꙨu and the universe said yꙨu have played the game well and the universe said everything yꙨu need is within yꙨu and the universe ...Read more
its so DaMn aDDicting how fear MiXes with arousal the thrill of the chase pinneD Down on the grounD claws against skin teeth sinking into flesh aDrenaline coMbines so nicely with pleasure the saMe way blooD anD genMat pool together prey so vulnerable anD reaDy to be torn into like a feeble bleeDing aniMal beset by a feral Motherfucking BEAST
Per[][]aps no one is deserving of supernatural power? T[][]ose w[][]o [][]ave it misuse it. T[][]ose w[][]o don't suffer. No matter w[][]o is in w[][]at position.
Love tastes sour Sugar stars gathered in a jar They should be sweet The jar isn't full But nor is it empty Love is meant to be sweet Bitter at times Sharp and metallic Never as sweet as I thought But, It's better than sweet A jar of stars Sugar stars Sugar stars Eleven Twelve Understanding of this, may take later than I thought #writing #poetry
smoke oclock. heres a little poem for you. i had to stop scratching peoples backs cause vwhen i needed mine scratched i had to use the tree in my garden, big bear settings. if you vwant something did, you gotta do it yourself. #poetry #poem #substance
D --> Through the gait, how you display your gate, your opulence true, and your mane-so-great D --> Should it be presumed, that it would be fate? D --> That on that lone light, you'd find your dear mate. D --> A mare, STRONG and true, how her swollen pecs perk D --> Her gaze, it lingers, eyes as black as murk D --> Your lips, they tremble, what a piece of work .. D --> To cause your pusher, to fill with such irk #slampoetry #poetry #nsfw #musclebeasts
For what is divine Dress it all in gold Let your worshippers plead Let them beg It never dims To be worshipped in such ways Honesty in the cruelest form The fools all gathered But who can ever change it? You sit upon youe throne of dead No one has yet to cause your fall So many sweeps So many perigees Is that why the engines of war, Never slow? Alone forever upon your golden fist Or is it the fate of Divine? All are meant to service ...Read more
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When i shut my eyes Dust of what has been Always lurks It whispers tales Tales that must be told If no one hears Then what was the purpose? If i don't suffer Every second Through this Who will listen? One must listen To the tales ... - none of - it is - working well - maybe another one will work better - ... > #writing #poetry
if i had one last moment, i’d rip open my chest, exposing the organ beneath, my pusher bloodied, beating, begging. such desperate flesh, calling out for one last touch. vessels intertwined with tissue would lose their way, disconnecting with the innate desire to snake around your form, twisting, twining, tying themselves together to rope you in, entrapping you once again. our lips would meet, and a simple whisper uttered, “sweeps have been long, yet an eternity ahead? i still cannot fathom . . . the horrific fate before me, the inevitability of solitude. yet i cannot have you, i ...Read more
Continuing to live stems from a primal desire wit[][]in us all. Despite everyt[][]ing t[][]at bears down on a troll, we continue. By fang and claw, knuckle and [][]eel, we fig[][]t to survive. No matter t[][]e situation, no matter t[][]e caste. Even w[][]en bloodied and at deat[][]'s door, we wis[][] to see anot[][]er nig[][]t. By everyt[][]ing in our power, no matter t[][]e amount, we WILL see anot[][]er nig[][]t. A bit of freeform #poetry
"you" i love the way you ssay my name, the way you laugh, the way you look at me like i'm ssomeone worth choossing. i never thought i'd be loved like thiss, sso gently, sso completely. if i could keep one thing forever, i'd keep every moment with you. every laugh, every time you choosse to *be* with me… you're my favorite thought, my ssafesst place, the one i’ll alwayss look for in a crowd. i love you, gander. more than i know how to ssay, and more than i think i'll ever be able to truly expressss. <> @televissedAviamor
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Run run run Run as fast as your paws can go If you stop, You're gone Run until you bleed Run until the words double Run away from your responsibilities It'll consume you wll the same Wait until the hunter's barrel, Leaves a hole in your skull That is surely the end #writing #poetry #gore
A floating stream dies, Only when it's source dwindles, And it dries fully Memories die out Only when the person Is left all alone #poetry
What for it to be, To be there, you next to me, Yet so far away do you feel, To what end? This despair, Crushes much more painfully, More truly then the ocean, This ocean which keeps us apart. #poetry
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Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity. #poetry
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8=l < A lone mare goes prancing 8=l < On a moonlit night so dear 8=l < She searches for a handsome 8=l < Stallion, that much is clear 8=l < But her hoofsteps take her farther 8=l < Along the river long 8=l < Her search becomes a bother 8=l < She's found none of whom she's fond 8=l < Cheer for our little mare 8=l < For there's always one for her 8=l < Love will be in the air 8=l < Of that we'll all be sure #poetry #heph-writes