Submissions by Nil (Nolan)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Dec 2024 10:40am
17th Dec 2024 10:40am
A Nucleic Problem
I wonder if the forests.
Will be just as beautiful.
On fire.
As they are.
In my memory.
Will be just as beautiful.
On fire.
As they are.
In my memory.
#apocalypse
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SELF POEM
Published
17th Dec 2024 10:23am
17th Dec 2024 10:23am
Torpor.
Everything is empty inside.
And I see your passing face.
Somewhere down the line.
I thought I knew you.
But maybe it was just the image.
I had in my mind.
This is the wasted space.
I take up.
Starving myself as punishment.
Just can't connect.
And be.
Pro social.
And I see your passing face.
Somewhere down the line.
I thought I knew you.
But maybe it was just the image.
I had in my mind.
This is the wasted space.
I take up.
Starving myself as punishment.
Just can't connect.
And be.
Pro social.
#apathy
#regret
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SELF POEM
Published
14th Dec 2024 9:51am
14th Dec 2024 9:51am
To be Forgotten
My mind's numb.
My memory fuzzy.
And.
I can't remember what I told to you.
Whether good.
Bad.
Or somewhere middling.
In between.
It all just dissolves into an amorphous mess.
My memory.
Images of where I used to be.
Fragile enough.
To be forgotten.
My memory fuzzy.
And.
I can't remember what I told to you.
Whether good.
Bad.
Or somewhere middling.
In between.
It all just dissolves into an amorphous mess.
My memory.
Images of where I used to be.
Fragile enough.
To be forgotten.
#disappointment
#emptiness
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Dec 2024 2:56am
13th Dec 2024 2:56am
Transdniestrian Sentiment.
All there is.
Is the silence.
The high pitched squeal.
Of the death of my hearing.
And.
I can hear the emptiness punctuated with electrical whines.
Anticipating something to just.
Fill the air.
With an angsty.
Revolt.
Against the.
Calm.
Is the silence.
The high pitched squeal.
Of the death of my hearing.
And.
I can hear the emptiness punctuated with electrical whines.
Anticipating something to just.
Fill the air.
With an angsty.
Revolt.
Against the.
Calm.
#bittersweet
#boredom
#emptiness
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SELF POEM
Published
13th Dec 2024 2:53am
13th Dec 2024 2:53am
Unfinished half thought out idea.
All the things I havent said.
I'd like to say.
Sometime far away.
Maybe, before I'm dead.
I've lost the motivation.
I've forgotten the plot.
To my multi syllabic salvation.
With an obfuscated forget me not.
I've written out my frustration.
Onto the rap sheet.
Of when I fell asleep.
Can't write with this lack of attention.
I think I'm trying to resolve.
The contradiction in my mind.
Writing something to absolve.
Me, of this truth I just can't find.
I have so many things to say.
Just,...
I'd like to say.
Sometime far away.
Maybe, before I'm dead.
I've lost the motivation.
I've forgotten the plot.
To my multi syllabic salvation.
With an obfuscated forget me not.
I've written out my frustration.
Onto the rap sheet.
Of when I fell asleep.
Can't write with this lack of attention.
I think I'm trying to resolve.
The contradiction in my mind.
Writing something to absolve.
Me, of this truth I just can't find.
I have so many things to say.
Just,...
#boredom
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SELF POEM
Published
22nd Nov 2024 9:03pm
22nd Nov 2024 9:03pm
Verbose
I don't know the words.
That meant so much.
To you.
I just said them.
That meant so much.
To you.
I just said them.
#rejection
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Nov 2024 5:02am
21st Nov 2024 5:02am
Something or Other.
I'm always at my best.
By myself.
And, if you plumb these.
Fathomless depths.
Of my inner life.
You'll find all of my.
Hyperbole.
I use to comfort me.
I coulda been something better.
Than a failed poet.
Who never wrote a good word.
At least I like to think I tried.
But, really.
I was just screaming at myself.
An empty head full of pointlessness.
Facts, theories, ideas.
Tepid facile fraudulent half thought out fantasies.
And, my friend.
If you find yourself in my...
By myself.
And, if you plumb these.
Fathomless depths.
Of my inner life.
You'll find all of my.
Hyperbole.
I use to comfort me.
I coulda been something better.
Than a failed poet.
Who never wrote a good word.
At least I like to think I tried.
But, really.
I was just screaming at myself.
An empty head full of pointlessness.
Facts, theories, ideas.
Tepid facile fraudulent half thought out fantasies.
And, my friend.
If you find yourself in my...
#anxiety
#bittersweet
#confusion
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2024 8:28pm
23rd Oct 2024 8:28pm
Transmutation
I'm dying on the inside.
Every single day.
And, I meander through the torpor.
Into listlessness.
And an apropo addendum.
I'm sorry
I guess.
Incapable of change.
Every single day.
And, I meander through the torpor.
Into listlessness.
And an apropo addendum.
I'm sorry
I guess.
Incapable of change.
#boredom
#disappointment
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SELF POEM
Published
23rd Oct 2024 7:52pm
23rd Oct 2024 7:52pm
Doubt
I am lost in the ennui.
Of a failed life.
I am ascending.
In abstentia.
My mind is in flux.
Sublimated to the nihilistic hole.
That grows.
With every passing day.
I'm comforted.
By failure.
I wallow in my own.
Misery.
A torch song.
For the potential I was told.
I had.
Isolation has become.
My dear friend.
Old comrades from mental.
Revolutions.
But, I'm dead.
Dilapidated and destroyed.
Ruling the ruins of my broken thoughts.
Verbal garbage.
...
Of a failed life.
I am ascending.
In abstentia.
My mind is in flux.
Sublimated to the nihilistic hole.
That grows.
With every passing day.
I'm comforted.
By failure.
I wallow in my own.
Misery.
A torch song.
For the potential I was told.
I had.
Isolation has become.
My dear friend.
Old comrades from mental.
Revolutions.
But, I'm dead.
Dilapidated and destroyed.
Ruling the ruins of my broken thoughts.
Verbal garbage.
...
#boredom
#despair
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SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
21st Oct 2024 11:08pm
21st Oct 2024 11:08pm
Opportunistic Carnivorism
I stood there and watched a shroud.
Of nature.
Reveal the universe to me.
As the magpipe ate a pigeon.
I reflected on my.
Assumptions.
Of nature.
Reveal the universe to me.
As the magpipe ate a pigeon.
I reflected on my.
Assumptions.
#animals
#nature
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SELF POEM
Published
21st Oct 2024 11:05pm
21st Oct 2024 11:05pm
Meandering
It's that emptiness.
That despair.
The fear that I'm good.
At anything.
Nothing contradicts my self esteem.
Even though the proof is right in front of me.
But, I'm ignorant.
With indecipherable.
Emotions.
Thoughts.
And, other
tangential things.
All that's in here is a disconnected inchoate mass of confusion.
That crystalizes into something that makes sense.
Against my will.
And, I write these sacred sigils as I play with.
Words.
That makes
An entire universe.
Of...
That despair.
The fear that I'm good.
At anything.
Nothing contradicts my self esteem.
Even though the proof is right in front of me.
But, I'm ignorant.
With indecipherable.
Emotions.
Thoughts.
And, other
tangential things.
All that's in here is a disconnected inchoate mass of confusion.
That crystalizes into something that makes sense.
Against my will.
And, I write these sacred sigils as I play with.
Words.
That makes
An entire universe.
Of...
#MentalHealth
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SELF POEM
Published
10th Oct 2024 11:23am
10th Oct 2024 11:23am
Motivation
Maybe I thought it would go somewhere.
That I'd express something concise.
Well worded.
And, it would all make sense.
I'd find a purpose.
But, even if I hadn't written here.
Or in many years.
I'd resolve to put something.
Down.
On.
Paper.
A little reminder.
That I exist.
And I have something.
To say.
That I'd express something concise.
Well worded.
And, it would all make sense.
I'd find a purpose.
But, even if I hadn't written here.
Or in many years.
I'd resolve to put something.
Down.
On.
Paper.
A little reminder.
That I exist.
And I have something.
To say.
#emptiness
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