Cipher_O
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 5:02am
20th Feb 2025 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
20th Feb 2025 5:01am
20th Feb 2025 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
20th Feb 2025 2:38am
20th Feb 2025 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
20th Feb 2025 00:46am
20th Feb 2025 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
20th Feb 2025 00:26am
20th Feb 2025 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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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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Cipher_O
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 4:01pm
19th Feb 2025 4:01pm
Dreams & Things
Meet me in our domain
Upon
The astral plane
Where
We might discuss: Pleasure
&
Pain.
Love & lust. Levitation inside of a circle of trust.
Encircling
the
stardust
of
Us
Like fairy lights in a night which sings
A way
which seems
like
Living life giving: Dreams
&
Things
***
V/V
***
Upon
The astral plane
Where
We might discuss: Pleasure
&
Pain.
Love & lust. Levitation inside of a circle of trust.
Encircling
the
stardust
of
Us
Like fairy lights in a night which sings
A way
which seems
like
Living life giving: Dreams
&
Things
***
V/V
***
#shadows
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EvanescentSirius21
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 3:43pm
19th Feb 2025 3:43pm
What is a Thought Cabinet?
It is where the mind bottles the sludge of its reckonings.
Where drunken aspiration meets the austerity of fruitless striving.
Where ambition is tempered in the fires of failure, and resentment bubbles like carbonated rosemary beads.
It is the disarray that trauma wrecked, prized as ornaments or displayed in agonised crucifixion.
It is the hole that some ragged thing has crawled to.
It is a strange idea that cornerlessly yields to logic.
Where drunken aspiration meets the austerity of fruitless striving.
Where ambition is tempered in the fires of failure, and resentment bubbles like carbonated rosemary beads.
It is the disarray that trauma wrecked, prized as ornaments or displayed in agonised crucifixion.
It is the hole that some ragged thing has crawled to.
It is a strange idea that cornerlessly yields to logic.
#SelfReflection
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MalcolmG
Poem Published
19th Feb 2025 12:54pm
19th Feb 2025 12:54pm
Dream-Seeking Under Moonlight
Dreaming under clouds,
moonlight shines upon the fields,
truth is foretold now.
Beast upon the moor,
softly speaks the song of wind,
dream is given gift.
Healing in thy dream,
stone-laid path is long and hard,
light embraces thee.
Fate is under night,
dream-traveling mind is glad,
bright rest in gold shines.
Thou hast named the dream,
wind-blown was my spoken word,
moon now seeks for thee.
moonlight shines upon the fields,
truth is foretold now.
Beast upon the moor,
softly speaks the song of wind,
dream is given gift.
Healing in thy dream,
stone-laid path is long and hard,
light embraces thee.
Fate is under night,
dream-traveling mind is glad,
bright rest in gold shines.
Thou hast named the dream,
wind-blown was my spoken word,
moon now seeks for thee.
#dreams
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DU Poetry : Miscellaneous Poems - Random, Diverse and Unusual Poetry (Page 3)
