Miscellaneous Poems
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Random, diverse and unusual poetry
Cipher_O
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:04pm
Yesterday 2:04pm
Life Spiraling
Diffusions of awakenings
Auric field
I feel
Caressing things
Unconcealed: Revealed
Comprised by eyes
Morning skies
Comprised by tides
Polarized
Snow dust
upon
bamboo
for
the searching
Us
Shards
of
Ice
Spiraling
Life
***
Assimilation
&
Simulation
***
Auric field
I feel
Caressing things
Unconcealed: Revealed
Comprised by eyes
Morning skies
Comprised by tides
Polarized
Snow dust
upon
bamboo
for
the searching
Us
Shards
of
Ice
Spiraling
Life
***
Assimilation
&
Simulation
***
#shadows
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:02pm
Yesterday 2:02pm
Strange
How the
fuck
do: Folks
Fight
For their own
Enslavement
Frothing
in
Derangement
World
in
Estrangement
Changed
by
The change
&
It's strange
***
V/V
***
fuck
do: Folks
Fight
For their own
Enslavement
Frothing
in
Derangement
World
in
Estrangement
Changed
by
The change
&
It's strange
***
V/V
***
#shadows
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oskar
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:13pm
Yesterday 1:13pm
writer's block
Writer's block
Today, while trying to write I noticed an ant crossing the opposite wall, for it was a vast expanse watching the ant’s progress, I noticed it stopped circling back like it had found something edible I thought it was disappointed resuming the walk until it disappeared in a crack between wall and ceiling to a hidden society we would never join
Are ants aware of our existence we are there like the day, spilling a drop of beer on the kitchen floor that teenage ants drink, get pissed and told off by their parents never to drink if they do they will be too fat to hide in...
Today, while trying to write I noticed an ant crossing the opposite wall, for it was a vast expanse watching the ant’s progress, I noticed it stopped circling back like it had found something edible I thought it was disappointed resuming the walk until it disappeared in a crack between wall and ceiling to a hidden society we would never join
Are ants aware of our existence we are there like the day, spilling a drop of beer on the kitchen floor that teenage ants drink, get pissed and told off by their parents never to drink if they do they will be too fat to hide in...
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial #despair
#denial #despair
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:02am
Yesterday 5:02am
Next-esque
AI-esque alts as the new ops.
Consciousness without context.
An opulence of openness.
Platform of manifold form.
Each a beach to be reached.
Alt currencies for the alts.
Hemispheres inside of hemispheres.
Nowhere is everywhere
And everywhere is nowhere
The dance of cosmic destruction
A forum often mistaken for existence.
Was there resistance
as birth
commenced
from next
to
next?
Consciousness without context.
An opulence of openness.
Platform of manifold form.
Each a beach to be reached.
Alt currencies for the alts.
Hemispheres inside of hemispheres.
Nowhere is everywhere
And everywhere is nowhere
The dance of cosmic destruction
A forum often mistaken for existence.
Was there resistance
as birth
commenced
from next
to
next?
#shadows
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:01am
Yesterday 5:01am
Killer Views
A view to the stars
From beyond Mars
Gemstones of afars
Thrown into throne
of
Alone
Pillow of stone
Stone of outer space
Outer space as face
Face as out of place
In every
Place
Except this: Place
In
Outer space
***
Apoc
a
lypse
***
From beyond Mars
Gemstones of afars
Thrown into throne
of
Alone
Pillow of stone
Stone of outer space
Outer space as face
Face as out of place
In every
Place
Except this: Place
In
Outer space
***
Apoc
a
lypse
***
#shadows
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Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:38am
Yesterday 2:38am
we are immortal
It's my best friend's birthday
and I sent her a text
saying
"happy I'm-glad-you're-not-dead day"
because her Peter Pan complex
demands I not remind her
that every year she's getting older
And her inner child might be
eternally switched on
but she somehow does adulting
better than me
though we both wish
we could just say "fuck it all"
and run off to Neverland
where responsibilities go to die
and imagination is free to rule
Her complex...
and I sent her a text
saying
"happy I'm-glad-you're-not-dead day"
because her Peter Pan complex
demands I not remind her
that every year she's getting older
And her inner child might be
eternally switched on
but she somehow does adulting
better than me
though we both wish
we could just say "fuck it all"
and run off to Neverland
where responsibilities go to die
and imagination is free to rule
Her complex...
#BestFriend
#friendship
#love
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:46am
Yesterday 00:46am
love beans on toast
aware that americans find the
idea of beans on toast funny
but when you haven’t much money
it’s as good as a roast
idea of beans on toast funny
but when you haven’t much money
it’s as good as a roast
#food
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dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:26am
Yesterday 00:26am
don’t know how, or why
saw a butterfly drifting erratically past the window
in early february
and you said that’s not
possible of
course that it might quite well have been late january
but it definitely caught my eye
in early february
and you said that’s not
possible of
course that it might quite well have been late january
but it definitely caught my eye
#butterfly
#winter
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 8:22pm
19th Feb 2025 8:22pm
Titillation
Short is life
Filled with things
Who knows what for
I'll never earn my wings
I think I fulfilled my knowledge
By the age of nine
I guess I could better myself
If I could expand my mind
Some new kind of thrill
Need what I ain't had
Some new kind of rush
I need to go crazy mad
Like a child sucks their mom
Like your daughter eating Jill
This guy needs
Some new kind of thrill
I'm looking, I'm searching
I want something never had before
I'm looking, I'm searching
Something greater...
Filled with things
Who knows what for
I'll never earn my wings
I think I fulfilled my knowledge
By the age of nine
I guess I could better myself
If I could expand my mind
Some new kind of thrill
Need what I ain't had
Some new kind of rush
I need to go crazy mad
Like a child sucks their mom
Like your daughter eating Jill
This guy needs
Some new kind of thrill
I'm looking, I'm searching
I want something never had before
I'm looking, I'm searching
Something greater...
#rhyming
#ThrillSeeking
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a_methyste
hlightdroid
hlightdroid
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 8:16pm
19th Feb 2025 8:16pm
Psychedelic
What if my perception were all a psychedelic experience?
…A psychedelic ocean?
….Not to be feared of,
…To be accepted.
Waves going through your head.
Sometimes
…It is so much!
So deep!
So vast!
…A psychedelic ocean?
….Not to be feared of,
…To be accepted.
Waves going through your head.
Sometimes
…It is so much!
So deep!
So vast!
#earth
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4 Comments
NP_NP
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 7:30pm
19th Feb 2025 7:30pm
Restricted
Missed calls, unreturned texts,
But you still keep sending, keep reaching.
Always calling "Restricted,"
I told you, I couldn’t fix you.
You had to heal yourself.
But still, you said, "I can't do it alone."
I told you to trust, to walk through the door,
That little boy’s waiting for you.
I put your baby picture in your hand,
Told you to love him—tell him you do.
But you punched holes in walls,
And in my soul,
Screaming that this was all so stupid,
That none of this mattered...
But you still keep sending, keep reaching.
Always calling "Restricted,"
I told you, I couldn’t fix you.
You had to heal yourself.
But still, you said, "I can't do it alone."
I told you to trust, to walk through the door,
That little boy’s waiting for you.
I put your baby picture in your hand,
Told you to love him—tell him you do.
But you punched holes in walls,
And in my soul,
Screaming that this was all so stupid,
That none of this mattered...
#confessional
#dark
#despair
#LifeStruggles
#PersonalGrowth
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Cipher_O
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 4:48pm
19th Feb 2025 4:48pm
The New Works
Seeking out routes of butterfly wings
Supernatural beginnings – Exquisite endings
Nature’s predilection for perfection
O This supernal poetic connection
Building block bonds of Metatrons
Heart breaking dawns
Midnight tides of black swans
Always on the brink
of:
Ink-tears/fears/sadness-madness.
Always
on
The brink
of
New Psalms
&
New Song
of
Songs
***
NBP
***
Supernatural beginnings – Exquisite endings
Nature’s predilection for perfection
O This supernal poetic connection
Building block bonds of Metatrons
Heart breaking dawns
Midnight tides of black swans
Always on the brink
of:
Ink-tears/fears/sadness-madness.
Always
on
The brink
of
New Psalms
&
New Song
of
Songs
***
NBP
***
#shadows
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