Submissions by Isgyppie_ (The_perpetual_journey_)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A liquid substance With grey eyes As a rain cloud Form is an unfamiliar thing.
SELF POEM
Published
Yesterday 5:15am
Yesterday 5:15am
Salvage
What has happened to my body is not my fault
How I reacted with my body is the consequence
That follows either me
Or you
But I don’t have to feel your grasp anymore
in the back of my mind,
Suppressed enough that I couldn’t see you,
But all you needed was a whisper
To possess my body
You did not just take it that day
You have taken it over and over again
Each day altering my mind
Recalibrating my nervous system
Convincing me I was never safe
I didn’t want to feel you again
I wish...
How I reacted with my body is the consequence
That follows either me
Or you
But I don’t have to feel your grasp anymore
in the back of my mind,
Suppressed enough that I couldn’t see you,
But all you needed was a whisper
To possess my body
You did not just take it that day
You have taken it over and over again
Each day altering my mind
Recalibrating my nervous system
Convincing me I was never safe
I didn’t want to feel you again
I wish...
#power
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3 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
18th Apr 2024 8:12pm
18th Apr 2024 8:12pm
Significant
It is not what I have been through
That holds me down
It is what I have done
In reaction to it
And the shame
Of my decisions have kept me
Removed
Rather than actively trying
To correct
I thought if I hid from society
I was doing everyone a favor
Banishing myself because
I didn’t believe I deserved to
Take up space
Minimizing not only my consumption
But also my weight
Keeping small
Enough
To not
Be
Seen
...
That holds me down
It is what I have done
In reaction to it
And the shame
Of my decisions have kept me
Removed
Rather than actively trying
To correct
I thought if I hid from society
I was doing everyone a favor
Banishing myself because
I didn’t believe I deserved to
Take up space
Minimizing not only my consumption
But also my weight
Keeping small
Enough
To not
Be
Seen
...
#NaPoWriMo2024
36 reads
6 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Apr 2024 6:40pm
16th Apr 2024 6:40pm
Mixed Signals
Sometimes the only thing
That gets me out of bed
Is a coffee and a cigarette
And I don’t even like coffee
But I hope that each day
It might make my heart beat
A little faster
And my blood pressure
A little stronger
Until the cigarette
Knocks it back down again
Hopefully the next drag
Will produce some serotonin
Because I only seem to get high
When my body is in fight or flight
Or when I’m flying to an unknown location
Because I won’t find remnants of
my past...
That gets me out of bed
Is a coffee and a cigarette
And I don’t even like coffee
But I hope that each day
It might make my heart beat
A little faster
And my blood pressure
A little stronger
Until the cigarette
Knocks it back down again
Hopefully the next drag
Will produce some serotonin
Because I only seem to get high
When my body is in fight or flight
Or when I’m flying to an unknown location
Because I won’t find remnants of
my past...
#NaPoWriMo2024
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
15th Apr 2024 4:57pm
15th Apr 2024 4:57pm
Deep & Wide
My father always told me
I lived life a mile wide
And an inch deep
I was never certain if I agreed
Because although I have traveled
Far and continuously
I believe somewhere inside of me
Unhinged
And I can’t decide if
Seeing too much
Is a privilege or a hindrance
But I do know how deeply
I feel about a wide range of places
It’s hard to look at a parent
And see a stranger
So maybe I take their words
With too much weight
Questioning my own character
So maybe I can relate
But...
I lived life a mile wide
And an inch deep
I was never certain if I agreed
Because although I have traveled
Far and continuously
I believe somewhere inside of me
Unhinged
And I can’t decide if
Seeing too much
Is a privilege or a hindrance
But I do know how deeply
I feel about a wide range of places
It’s hard to look at a parent
And see a stranger
So maybe I take their words
With too much weight
Questioning my own character
So maybe I can relate
But...
#family
#NaPoWriMo2024
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2 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
14th Apr 2024 1:49pm
14th Apr 2024 1:49pm
Confession
I don’t know how much influence
I’ll have in this world
I’m not even sure how much influence
My soul has to my heart
And my heart to my mind
And my mind to my lines
They all seem so
D i s c o n n e c t e d
At times
And if I was being honest
I would have to admit
I have a bit of a compulsive habit
To be less than truthful
Mostly to myself
Surrounding my psyche
With delusions so I’ll never
Have to deal with what’s
Actually rotting within me
I guess now I’ve come to a point
Where...
I’ll have in this world
I’m not even sure how much influence
My soul has to my heart
And my heart to my mind
And my mind to my lines
They all seem so
D i s c o n n e c t e d
At times
And if I was being honest
I would have to admit
I have a bit of a compulsive habit
To be less than truthful
Mostly to myself
Surrounding my psyche
With delusions so I’ll never
Have to deal with what’s
Actually rotting within me
I guess now I’ve come to a point
Where...
#confessional
#NaPoWriMo2024
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LOVE POEM
Published
13th Apr 2024 8:21pm
13th Apr 2024 8:21pm
Found
Gravity holds my body down to earth
And you are the gravity to my soul
Without your love I’m afraid I would be
Aloof to the physical world
Without your arms around me
And your kind, protective ways
I would be lost in lucid dreams
While life passes by disengaged
I live in this present because you do
And I want our existence to ravel
In each day, each form, each dimension
As my muse, my mate and deepest companion
And you are the gravity to my soul
Without your love I’m afraid I would be
Aloof to the physical world
Without your arms around me
And your kind, protective ways
I would be lost in lucid dreams
While life passes by disengaged
I live in this present because you do
And I want our existence to ravel
In each day, each form, each dimension
As my muse, my mate and deepest companion
#love
#NaPoWriMo2024
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
10th Apr 2024 8:35pm
10th Apr 2024 8:35pm
Lessons in Nature
You do not see the flowers
Turn away the bees
Nor do you see the birds
Being banished by the trees
There are no bounds in nature
Every little thing takes what it needs
And provides sustainability for
Nourishment and peace
We have falsely learned
Possession is the way
And as long as we continue to hoard
Our consciousness will not awake
Turn away the bees
Nor do you see the birds
Being banished by the trees
There are no bounds in nature
Every little thing takes what it needs
And provides sustainability for
Nourishment and peace
We have falsely learned
Possession is the way
And as long as we continue to hoard
Our consciousness will not awake
#nature
#LifeCycle
#NaPoWriMo2024
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
9th Apr 2024 7:06pm
9th Apr 2024 7:06pm
Seek
Our world is full of symbolism
If you look than you will see
Patterns always engraved in
Our language and history
The signs have always been there
Few have chosen to be
Enlightened for the good of mankind
Instead trade it for prestige
They believe we are far too ignorant
To conceive what the truth might be
So locked away within the wealthy
Is the wisdom to set us free
If you look than you will see
Patterns always engraved in
Our language and history
The signs have always been there
Few have chosen to be
Enlightened for the good of mankind
Instead trade it for prestige
They believe we are far too ignorant
To conceive what the truth might be
So locked away within the wealthy
Is the wisdom to set us free
#wisdom
#NaPoWriMo2024
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
8th Apr 2024 4:28pm
Astral
Today you can find me in the cosmos
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
While my body lay limp in bed
A blue silk blindfold tied around my eyes
A cat purring softly by my side
But my mind is in the cosmos
For Earth is too much to bear
And I need to escape
Flesh stricken by gravity’s weight
Consciousness lighter than air
As I rise from my body slowly
I look down upon the Earth
Bones in backyards
Souls who are starved
Floating by unanswered prayers
In the cosmos there is mystery
That alters my small perspective
But...
#universe
#astronomy
#NaPoWriMo2024
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12 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
6th Apr 2024 1:39pm
6th Apr 2024 1:39pm
Early Bird
Early bird, early bird,
How do you rise,
In the dewy, misty ‘morn
Before the sunrise?
Early bird, early bird,
Did you catch the first worm?
You must feel so accomplished
In my birdhouse made firm.
Early bird, early bird,
Will you save a bite for me?
Survival of the fittest
Does not favor the seedy.
Early bird, early bird,
When the vultures begin circling,
Will you be comforted by your nature,
& standing firm in your belief?
{No one can be saved
Unless they save themselves}
How do you rise,
In the dewy, misty ‘morn
Before the sunrise?
Early bird, early bird,
Did you catch the first worm?
You must feel so accomplished
In my birdhouse made firm.
Early bird, early bird,
Will you save a bite for me?
Survival of the fittest
Does not favor the seedy.
Early bird, early bird,
When the vultures begin circling,
Will you be comforted by your nature,
& standing firm in your belief?
{No one can be saved
Unless they save themselves}
#MentalHealth
#NaPoWriMo2024
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
4th Apr 2024 6:22pm
4th Apr 2024 6:22pm
Design
There are different ways of creation,
Some planned intrinsically,
Others rushed and not thought out,
Through emotion or necessity.
I ponder on things I’ve created,
Mostly hurried and incomplete,
Because when the creator believes
She is faulty, she will plant feeble seeds.
I look at the world around me
How we’ve spiraled into such despair
And I wonder if all the broken things
Can ever become repaired
There is no power in the broken
But there is still beauty in the blemished
Wholeness is a long...
Some planned intrinsically,
Others rushed and not thought out,
Through emotion or necessity.
I ponder on things I’ve created,
Mostly hurried and incomplete,
Because when the creator believes
She is faulty, she will plant feeble seeds.
I look at the world around me
How we’ve spiraled into such despair
And I wonder if all the broken things
Can ever become repaired
There is no power in the broken
But there is still beauty in the blemished
Wholeness is a long...
#hope
#beauty
#NaPoWriMo2024
61 reads
8 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
3rd Apr 2024 3:59pm
3rd Apr 2024 3:59pm
Donor
When I die
Donate my body to poetry
My bone as pen
My blood as ink
My skin as sheet
My organs as inspiration
Write of my smoked stained lungs
And the cirrhosis in my liver
Imagine why I left them in this state
Look closely at my cold, unmoving heart
And conceptualise what caused it to break
Fabricate how my twisted brain sprouted
Psilocybin in it’s decay
And what beautiful thoughts
Were not quenched in it’s lifetime
For them to now blossom within the grave
Donate my body to poetry
My bone as pen
My blood as ink
My skin as sheet
My organs as inspiration
Write of my smoked stained lungs
And the cirrhosis in my liver
Imagine why I left them in this state
Look closely at my cold, unmoving heart
And conceptualise what caused it to break
Fabricate how my twisted brain sprouted
Psilocybin in it’s decay
And what beautiful thoughts
Were not quenched in it’s lifetime
For them to now blossom within the grave
#death
#NaPoWriMo2024
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10 Comments
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