Random, diverse and unusual poetry
This section is for poems that don't fit into other categories. A diverse choice of miscellaneous poetry, including random and abstract poems about strange and unusual subject matter, and emotions not covered in the other sections. If you like surprises, then you're in luck.
seekingkate
kateA
kateA
Poem Published
Today 12:49pm
Today 12:49pm
rain again
bathed in light
peering into blackness
creature night noises
what do they think looking in
tin hearts swing in the breeze
flashing in the dark
rain again
spluttering on palm frond
© Kate Adams 22/10/17
peering into blackness
creature night noises
what do they think looking in
tin hearts swing in the breeze
flashing in the dark
rain again
spluttering on palm frond
© Kate Adams 22/10/17
2 reads
1 Comment
cherrycoke
Poem Published
Today 9:53am
Today 9:53am
summer
carve me out of these winding roads,
make time slow,
so i can breathe till the end of summer,
these fantasies are killing me forever,
kiss me for the minute, ignore me forever
i’m running out of ways to hope, ways to cope
i’ve been using strawberry-scented soap
but that doesn’t lure you into me
maybe it’s my squeaky knees, big glasses
--i’m just not fit for the masses
i heat up when i see you blurred into the corner of my eye
i’ll be your psychopathic, anxiety-fueled heart attack
you’ll be my reason to float, reason to straighten my...
make time slow,
so i can breathe till the end of summer,
these fantasies are killing me forever,
kiss me for the minute, ignore me forever
i’m running out of ways to hope, ways to cope
i’ve been using strawberry-scented soap
but that doesn’t lure you into me
maybe it’s my squeaky knees, big glasses
--i’m just not fit for the masses
i heat up when i see you blurred into the corner of my eye
i’ll be your psychopathic, anxiety-fueled heart attack
you’ll be my reason to float, reason to straighten my...
8 reads
1 Comment
cherrycoke
Poem Published
Today 9:48am
Today 9:48am
eye contact
the cops are killing,
the sidewalks are graveyards
but here i am forgetting the world--spilling my mind
onto you and nobody that’ll listen
let me break out of my body just for a minute
oh baby i’m falling hard
into your brain in the nervous visions
i’ve created to keep my limbs moving
i’ll write my suicide letter in dollar store lipstick
on the school bathroom mirror
for all the kids to see
i think i like you but you can’t hear
you’re not here--sitting two seats away from me
or halfway across town
i’ll see you...
the sidewalks are graveyards
but here i am forgetting the world--spilling my mind
onto you and nobody that’ll listen
let me break out of my body just for a minute
oh baby i’m falling hard
into your brain in the nervous visions
i’ve created to keep my limbs moving
i’ll write my suicide letter in dollar store lipstick
on the school bathroom mirror
for all the kids to see
i think i like you but you can’t hear
you’re not here--sitting two seats away from me
or halfway across town
i’ll see you...
9 reads
1 Comment
earthandbone
Poem Published
Today 9:15am
Today 9:15am
Little Human Lives
Twenty three weeks is teetering life.
It is a blur of one who may yet become
but one who is not grown,
and is now balanced
between pulse
and earth.
Thick air will poke its way through sleepy lungs;
resistant to the world.
Tissue-paper membranes hold this
tender, tiny life,
scratched by soft blankets;
skin cellophane
thin.
For twenty three weekers, we cloak truths
for fear of the ache
it may inflict upon us.
For fear of saving a life filled with
drugs, gloves, and
plastic noises.
They are but bruised...
It is a blur of one who may yet become
but one who is not grown,
and is now balanced
between pulse
and earth.
Thick air will poke its way through sleepy lungs;
resistant to the world.
Tissue-paper membranes hold this
tender, tiny life,
scratched by soft blankets;
skin cellophane
thin.
For twenty three weekers, we cloak truths
for fear of the ache
it may inflict upon us.
For fear of saving a life filled with
drugs, gloves, and
plastic noises.
They are but bruised...
9 reads
1 Comment
knowthyself
know thyself
know thyself
Poem Published
Today 8:37am
Today 8:37am
reflections of and on and by dense sense lenses
what features fade when patterns grow?
reality stays out of sight
constructed within an inner show
against backgrounds of selfish nights
against backgrounds of selfless nights
adapting lacks form a disguise
still new to former states of mind
not visible to well-trained eyes
what kind of real is there to find
what kind of sense is here to find
reality stays out of sight
constructed within an inner show
against backgrounds of selfish nights
against backgrounds of selfless nights
adapting lacks form a disguise
still new to former states of mind
not visible to well-trained eyes
what kind of real is there to find
what kind of sense is here to find
6 reads
0 Comments
dejure
vick
vick
Poem Published
Today 8:30am
Today 8:30am
Suffered the sweetness...
you were wealthy enough
to leave us an inheritance
I don’t want to sign and accept it
but I guess it’s a compulsory gift
then I wish to waste every last of it
and leave nothing for my kids
I don’t want them to think
that I have hidden sugar
I don’t want them to see me
resisting the cravings for sweets
I have seen the monster
comes hidden inside it
I have seen it destroying you
inside your cleansing system
I spent the nights at the hospital
watching you suffer without sleep
your lips were stuck together
for...
to leave us an inheritance
I don’t want to sign and accept it
but I guess it’s a compulsory gift
then I wish to waste every last of it
and leave nothing for my kids
I don’t want them to think
that I have hidden sugar
I don’t want them to see me
resisting the cravings for sweets
I have seen the monster
comes hidden inside it
I have seen it destroying you
inside your cleansing system
I spent the nights at the hospital
watching you suffer without sleep
your lips were stuck together
for...
12 reads
2 Comments
zosogirl7
Poem Published
Today 5:53am
Today 5:53am
Finite the Write
Finite the Write
I finish what I write
Not because I'm bright
But because I don't want to be slighted
My poems keep time
Always with rhyme
I don't know what else I can say
Read all my poems
You will see that writing
Isn't just a thing for me
I write my accounts of life
To the beat off my pulse
To keep my life in check
I'm very busy with my pen
Poems I write from the thin
From the air they transpose
To anything that goes
Keep my thoughts to myself
I wish they were on a shelf
I finish this rhyme with...
I finish what I write
Not because I'm bright
But because I don't want to be slighted
My poems keep time
Always with rhyme
I don't know what else I can say
Read all my poems
You will see that writing
Isn't just a thing for me
I write my accounts of life
To the beat off my pulse
To keep my life in check
I'm very busy with my pen
Poems I write from the thin
From the air they transpose
To anything that goes
Keep my thoughts to myself
I wish they were on a shelf
I finish this rhyme with...
8 reads
1 Comment
SakuraSlowly
Wichelen
Wichelen
Poem Published
Today 4:38am
Today 4:38am
Lollipop
Look in my eyes can you see how they sparkle and shine? Oh this sweet candy of mine, all the different types of sweetness I have in mind. The wonderful joy of the flavor, the sad bitter end of the last bite I take. It so short, so lovely, so sad because it the end but don't fret my dolls because there a new flavor about to begin. Savor the taste, savor the wonderful flavor, savor the joy, saver the bitter ending. With each lick, witch each bite, you know it coming but god knows never quit that wondering hunger for more.
9 reads
1 Comment
Naajir
Poem Published
Today 1:32am
Today 1:32am
Elemental Eye
i need you to experience me
beyond what you perceive in the now
i need you to see me swimming
in my element
vibe with the esoteric man
the eclectic man..the eccentric man
the electrified man
lick the sweat from my neck
taste my extravagance
in this heightened mode
i..am..ultra-sensual
dancing freely in outer-space
the velvet rope is down
there's a V.I.P. reservation for one
come get this
I got some good news for you
c'mon Soul Train
take ride with Papa Bear
um...
beyond what you perceive in the now
i need you to see me swimming
in my element
vibe with the esoteric man
the eclectic man..the eccentric man
the electrified man
lick the sweat from my neck
taste my extravagance
in this heightened mode
i..am..ultra-sensual
dancing freely in outer-space
the velvet rope is down
there's a V.I.P. reservation for one
come get this
I got some good news for you
c'mon Soul Train
take ride with Papa Bear
um...
29 reads
2 Comments
AutisticPoet
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:00pm
Yesterday 11:00pm
A Poet I Am
Avoid of me,
yet it spills forth from my poetry.
Each letter is formed from my wicked mind, whipping and lashing
at your growing need for more.
I write poetry,
not to entertain you
but to watch you ask for more.
I a minion to my pen,
scratch and smudge my ink across
your computers screen.
Fingerprints of a poet,
are not well deserved,
bypassed by you
for one word can do.
A poet I am,
a painter of word's,
an entertainer of sorts.
I just love playing with my word's.
© 2017 By AutisticPoet ...
yet it spills forth from my poetry.
Each letter is formed from my wicked mind, whipping and lashing
at your growing need for more.
I write poetry,
not to entertain you
but to watch you ask for more.
I a minion to my pen,
scratch and smudge my ink across
your computers screen.
Fingerprints of a poet,
are not well deserved,
bypassed by you
for one word can do.
A poet I am,
a painter of word's,
an entertainer of sorts.
I just love playing with my word's.
© 2017 By AutisticPoet ...
7 reads
1 Comment
DarkSaveForStars
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:29pm
Yesterday 10:29pm
Bravery
Bravery tastes bitter
Bravery is acid
Burning your throat, your lungs
Bravery is reckless
Bravery is fighting beyond what is reasonable
Bravery is fear twisted into something meaningful
Bravery idoes not make heroes
Bravery creates martyrs
Courage
Courage is good
Courage is strong
But bravery
Bravery is stupid
And blind and hungry
Bravery will get you killed
Bravery is acid
Burning your throat, your lungs
Bravery is reckless
Bravery is fighting beyond what is reasonable
Bravery is fear twisted into something meaningful
Bravery idoes not make heroes
Bravery creates martyrs
Courage
Courage is good
Courage is strong
But bravery
Bravery is stupid
And blind and hungry
Bravery will get you killed
3 reads
0 Comments
jim_carreys_lawyer
Poem Published
Yesterday 7:53pm
Yesterday 7:53pm
There’s a freestyle in your mail
Can’t heal in the same place you got sick
My moral compass is still on point
and they can laugh, in my eyes seeing them self sat on a giraffe
I mean, You’re watching someone that can control being hard, like reacting over my chart
as Caretaker with half a star in The Longest Yard
My moral compass is still on point
and they can laugh, in my eyes seeing them self sat on a giraffe
I mean, You’re watching someone that can control being hard, like reacting over my chart
as Caretaker with half a star in The Longest Yard
9 reads
Miscellaneous Poems