Submissions by RyanBlackborough (Surprise guest)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write sometimes and apparently become a pariah because I say things.
Wallow
Nowhere is my place.
Escape evades my chase.
Shunned by lifes embrace.
Imbue with hindrance grace.
Consumed by peace I rot.
Exhume long hidden plot.
Solitude sought where it's not.
Accursed sanctum death forgot.
Self became a state of disassembling.
Formless integration of dismembering.
A gorgeous desecration of resembling.
Hopelessly fixate on not remembering.
Aimless unknown into wanderer strays.
Time lost in the wake of endless daze.
Necrosis grows so gorge on what decays.
Another phantom slipping...
Escape evades my chase.
Shunned by lifes embrace.
Imbue with hindrance grace.
Consumed by peace I rot.
Exhume long hidden plot.
Solitude sought where it's not.
Accursed sanctum death forgot.
Self became a state of disassembling.
Formless integration of dismembering.
A gorgeous desecration of resembling.
Hopelessly fixate on not remembering.
Aimless unknown into wanderer strays.
Time lost in the wake of endless daze.
Necrosis grows so gorge on what decays.
Another phantom slipping...
#depression
#drugs
#loneliness
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Cosmic anomaly
Floating in awe towards what appeared a porcelain glaze.
Facing the inescapable pull of that dense, pitch blackhole.
Another cuckoo traveller, bound to grace the twisting whirlpool.
To be folded like origami then distended, mercilessly.
Facing the inescapable pull of that dense, pitch blackhole.
Another cuckoo traveller, bound to grace the twisting whirlpool.
To be folded like origami then distended, mercilessly.
#universe
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Nothing to see here
It's madness.
You're insane.
One track mind.
Easy to train.
Lets play dress up.
On your knees.
Lets play doctor.
You're a disease.
Lambs to slaughter.
Muttons cheap.
All you herd.
Bleating sheep.
Lets play dumb.
Say no more.
Same old game.
Same old score.
Input, output.
Programmatic.
System error.
No one panic.
Robot.
That means slave.
Fit for purpose.
Not to save.
You're insane.
One track mind.
Easy to train.
Lets play dress up.
On your knees.
Lets play doctor.
You're a disease.
Lambs to slaughter.
Muttons cheap.
All you herd.
Bleating sheep.
Lets play dumb.
Say no more.
Same old game.
Same old score.
Input, output.
Programmatic.
System error.
No one panic.
Robot.
That means slave.
Fit for purpose.
Not to save.
#deception
#hypocrisy
#manipulation #politics
#manipulation #politics
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No uncertain terms (simply confounding)
Harsh asymmetrical contour following dislocated noncontextual departure.
Roaming, haphazardly choreographed with precise misaligned determination.
Mindfully staggering indistinguishable purpose consistently, in linear circumnavigation.
A matter of process, a state of perpetual traversal, saves from permanence.
The ad infinitum of specificity is quantum, the superposition allowing consistent continuity while indelibly transposing by observance.
Redundant to its operation, yet necessary in its function.
Leaving spaces unfilled by way of impetus, whilst evidently...
Roaming, haphazardly choreographed with precise misaligned determination.
Mindfully staggering indistinguishable purpose consistently, in linear circumnavigation.
A matter of process, a state of perpetual traversal, saves from permanence.
The ad infinitum of specificity is quantum, the superposition allowing consistent continuity while indelibly transposing by observance.
Redundant to its operation, yet necessary in its function.
Leaving spaces unfilled by way of impetus, whilst evidently...
#memories
#SelfReflection
131 reads
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Demonstrative dedication
Easy to entrance the sycophants watch their helpless dance their back and forth swaying and swooning, in cunnilingual somniloquence.
Droning and drooling with flattering and fawning, turgently swelling, spouting placating pleasantries, a mess of gushing adulation.
Self exultation, craving congratulation by consensus for another conventional sensation, clamouring for congratulation in lurid inflated infatuation.
Curtailing castigation, striving in strides as pedestrian asperation gives rise to typical inspiration, stillted it saunters soulessly, provoking predicable...
Droning and drooling with flattering and fawning, turgently swelling, spouting placating pleasantries, a mess of gushing adulation.
Self exultation, craving congratulation by consensus for another conventional sensation, clamouring for congratulation in lurid inflated infatuation.
Curtailing castigation, striving in strides as pedestrian asperation gives rise to typical inspiration, stillted it saunters soulessly, provoking predicable...
#WritingPoetry
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Not a rant, not sure really just things (not a poem)
Why do people believe in this world? Why is it not ok to question beliefs. Why is it ok that the things people believe can be broadcast all over everthing and left as little asides but I'm not allowed to question that? Why is it ok to say you're going to hell or I'll pray for your soul to an non believer but not be allowed to tell them why their god doesn't exist? I understand might see it as an attack on them but ultimately the same person is still lying to themselves in both scenarios. Obviously you can see it from either or perspective and think that too. I might come across like I am...
#TruthOfLife
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Fallen empires
Ambient breeze.
Caressing dead eroded figures.
Gently hewn impressions jest knowingly.
Laughing madly now only pitied.
Quieted remaining stagnant.
Tired useless vessels.
Weathered xylography.
Yesterday's zeitgeist.
Caressing dead eroded figures.
Gently hewn impressions jest knowingly.
Laughing madly now only pitied.
Quieted remaining stagnant.
Tired useless vessels.
Weathered xylography.
Yesterday's zeitgeist.
#death
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It's sweet insight
"Good afternoon sir, welcome to the patisserie. What can I get for you"
"Hi, yes I'd like some cake please"
"Certainly, is it for a particular occasion"
"No no, simply to observe"
"Hi, yes I'd like some cake please"
"Certainly, is it for a particular occasion"
"No no, simply to observe"
#funny
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Adrift
Mourn anew.
In cleansing turbulence swept to weeping.
An unreachable depth washes over.
Holding breath still swells the current.
Bound to bathe in compelling glow.
As tide to moon.
You move me.
In cleansing turbulence swept to weeping.
An unreachable depth washes over.
Holding breath still swells the current.
Bound to bathe in compelling glow.
As tide to moon.
You move me.
#dreams
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Grotesque nectar
A victim like no other.
The mercy that i grant you.
Is the means to make you suffer.
Focusing the ire.
Emboldening in fire.
Twisting and entombing.
A hunger all consuming.
In molten flesh imprison.
Reborn from hatred risen.
By blood in dark baptism.
Free bound from the schism.
Corruption breed in sake.
Crushed all be in my wake.
As tortured havok reigned.
In sickness unrestrained.
Outcast of the infernal.
Wretched be eternal.
Now let slit the throat of birth.
And clot the veins in filth. ...
The mercy that i grant you.
Is the means to make you suffer.
Focusing the ire.
Emboldening in fire.
Twisting and entombing.
A hunger all consuming.
In molten flesh imprison.
Reborn from hatred risen.
By blood in dark baptism.
Free bound from the schism.
Corruption breed in sake.
Crushed all be in my wake.
As tortured havok reigned.
In sickness unrestrained.
Outcast of the infernal.
Wretched be eternal.
Now let slit the throat of birth.
And clot the veins in filth. ...
#hate
#myself
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Once blossoming
As Rose wilting.
With cumbersome exuberance.
Burdening demand of its flourish.
Thorny the delicate dance.
For unfolding wanes.
It's bloom a final serenade.
A holpeless coaxing.
Aspiring to its undoing.
Fosters further burgeoning.
In vibrant homage.
To beauty unseen.
With cumbersome exuberance.
Burdening demand of its flourish.
Thorny the delicate dance.
For unfolding wanes.
It's bloom a final serenade.
A holpeless coaxing.
Aspiring to its undoing.
Fosters further burgeoning.
In vibrant homage.
To beauty unseen.
#LifeCycle
#nature
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Really You Are Nothing
Fill another grave with what still flails.
Forced hands finding dirt under the nails.
Soflty sob to help drown out the wails.
Found dead after the execution fails.
Giving what need only go to waste.
Attribution seemingly missplaced.
Meaning again defined as erased.
Departed live on hauntingly unfaced.
This worlds insanitys not up to measure.
Misguided by pursuit of empty treasure.
As I knowingly lie to myself at leisure.
Self destructing to elicit pleasure.
Normals feeling miserable alone.
Pick down to my now...
Forced hands finding dirt under the nails.
Soflty sob to help drown out the wails.
Found dead after the execution fails.
Giving what need only go to waste.
Attribution seemingly missplaced.
Meaning again defined as erased.
Departed live on hauntingly unfaced.
This worlds insanitys not up to measure.
Misguided by pursuit of empty treasure.
As I knowingly lie to myself at leisure.
Self destructing to elicit pleasure.
Normals feeling miserable alone.
Pick down to my now...
#addiction
#depression
#TruthOfLife
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2 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by RyanBlackborough (Surprise guest)