Submissions by RyanBlackborough (Surprise guest)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I write when I'm depressed or for someone I love (cliche af). Lately I've written a lot but it's not helping anything. I think I'm broken.
T'was a grand soirče
Sorry this party must end in such a grizzly way.
Next time maybe keep your hands off someones fiancé.
No I cannot let you go, you caused her such dismay.
Now a pleasant bit of vivisection, where's that tourniquet?
I hope you're ready for some fun because it's time to play.
You're going to be a work of art worthy of display.
Limb by limb of bone and all the skin that I will flay.
Oh, I didn't tell you here's the part I didn't say.
Ready yourself the surprise is you will be okay.
By that I mean wishing for death every single day.
Next time maybe keep your hands off someones fiancé.
No I cannot let you go, you caused her such dismay.
Now a pleasant bit of vivisection, where's that tourniquet?
I hope you're ready for some fun because it's time to play.
You're going to be a work of art worthy of display.
Limb by limb of bone and all the skin that I will flay.
Oh, I didn't tell you here's the part I didn't say.
Ready yourself the surprise is you will be okay.
By that I mean wishing for death every single day.
#dark
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I'm just ranting (not a poem)
People are strange. Apparently all that's needed for most to fall in line is to display a semblance of conviction. With only the finest of useful idiots proped up on display. All for the deluded masses to inspect and declare a hollow victor. You feel involved, you've made a change. In reality you're perpetuating your own delusion. A nice little sideshow to keep you busy so the "grown ups" can consolidate more power and accumulate more... everything.
As you argue over why you hate the other side and how much better things would be if your candidate won. It would be exactly the...
As you argue over why you hate the other side and how much better things would be if your candidate won. It would be exactly the...
#politics
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Unlearned behaviour
Won't get back up.
I'm done learning how to fall.
All this being overlooked.
Has made me feel so small.
It's my own fault.
No longer breathe a word.
Silence speaks the loudest.
All else goes unheard.
It's only human.
To Temper our fragility.
Beating each other to death.
To prove invulnerability.
It's so easy.
Don't allow the unexpected.
Those perfect aren't misguided.
Therefore aren't to be corrected.
Don't waste time.
Forget basic respect.
Besides you won't get...
I'm done learning how to fall.
All this being overlooked.
Has made me feel so small.
It's my own fault.
No longer breathe a word.
Silence speaks the loudest.
All else goes unheard.
It's only human.
To Temper our fragility.
Beating each other to death.
To prove invulnerability.
It's so easy.
Don't allow the unexpected.
Those perfect aren't misguided.
Therefore aren't to be corrected.
Don't waste time.
Forget basic respect.
Besides you won't get...
#disappointment
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Carried away
Somewhat needed.
Your presence allows me to feel... effectively treated.
Fleeting.
As is all.
Resting Ever tentatively.
Enticing Ever memorably from, I can't recall?
Incessant static, analogous to comparison.
Amenable.
Hits the spot.
Chasing what you've lost.
By leaving it behind.
Your presence allows me to feel... effectively treated.
Fleeting.
As is all.
Resting Ever tentatively.
Enticing Ever memorably from, I can't recall?
Incessant static, analogous to comparison.
Amenable.
Hits the spot.
Chasing what you've lost.
By leaving it behind.
#drugs
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Sheer
I'm not afraid man,
but I'm barely tethered.
Tied up in knots.
So poorly measured.
but I'm barely tethered.
Tied up in knots.
So poorly measured.
#myself
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Almost
I guess you've one,
In the binary of life.
And I have nought.
In the binary of life.
And I have nought.
#myself
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Gone
It's been months, still can't put myself together.
Stupid of me to believe I'd be yours forever.
The things your uncle did to you, your best friends suicide.
All the horrors you went through, for you I often cried.
When I thought you'd killed yourself, both times left me broken.
The sweet things that you'd say to me, I so needed to hear spoken.
The beauty in your movement, when you'd practice dance.
You are such an A type, to think I stood a chance.
I hope your life is perfect, I hope your dreams come true.
Despite the way it ended, I'll always...
Stupid of me to believe I'd be yours forever.
The things your uncle did to you, your best friends suicide.
All the horrors you went through, for you I often cried.
When I thought you'd killed yourself, both times left me broken.
The sweet things that you'd say to me, I so needed to hear spoken.
The beauty in your movement, when you'd practice dance.
You are such an A type, to think I stood a chance.
I hope your life is perfect, I hope your dreams come true.
Despite the way it ended, I'll always...
#breakup
#love
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Another nightingale poem
Another nightingale song.
Always singing.
Always beautiful.
With its varied vibrant warblings.
Another nightingale song.
Always singing.
Attention seeking.
With its many inane ramblings.
Another nightingale song.
Another nightingale.
Another song.
Always.
Always singing.
Always beautiful.
With its varied vibrant warblings.
Another nightingale song.
Always singing.
Attention seeking.
With its many inane ramblings.
Another nightingale song.
Another nightingale.
Another song.
Always.
#frustration
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Cut it apart
Disjointed, dissection.
Like that which came before.
Dissection like that which,
came before disjointed.
Like that which disjointed,
dissection came before.
Like that which came before.
Dissection, disjointed.
Like that which came before.
Dissection like that which,
came before disjointed.
Like that which disjointed,
dissection came before.
Like that which came before.
Dissection, disjointed.
#WritingPoetry
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Sorely
Taken by the darkness, ravaged by the wild.
You lit up my whole world, the moment that you smiled.
I would "lie" to you all day, though only truth is spoken.
We could fall apart together, become whole with all our broken.
Marvel at your brilliant shimmer, all would dim without you.
Wish to dispel twisted reflections that you believe true.
If all that I could ever give, does only find your wake.
I'd Treasure such brutality, cherish the keepsake.
Enraptured I this creature you've captured in loves descent.
Infatuated I will rise to banish...
You lit up my whole world, the moment that you smiled.
I would "lie" to you all day, though only truth is spoken.
We could fall apart together, become whole with all our broken.
Marvel at your brilliant shimmer, all would dim without you.
Wish to dispel twisted reflections that you believe true.
If all that I could ever give, does only find your wake.
I'd Treasure such brutality, cherish the keepsake.
Enraptured I this creature you've captured in loves descent.
Infatuated I will rise to banish...
#love
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F(r)iend
I know she doesn't love me.
She visits everyone.
When its looking bright.
She'll shade me from the sun.
She is all I've got.
Probably my best friend.
Though she isn't real.
I like to pretend
It's a sense of duty.
Much less out of care.
Always there beside me.
My keeper of despair.
She visits everyone.
When its looking bright.
She'll shade me from the sun.
She is all I've got.
Probably my best friend.
Though she isn't real.
I like to pretend
It's a sense of duty.
Much less out of care.
Always there beside me.
My keeper of despair.
#despair
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Who cares
Your tepid favour not really warming to the thought.
There's no alchemy with which to distil a retort.
Comfort is a stretch, lack the agility to contort.
Best I seem to manage is a tireless distraught.
I'm lonely, saves me being an affliction.
My discomfort puts others in an awkward position.
How timely, seemed an effortless decision.
Left me having trouble remedying this condition.
This bitter flavour, sick having to savour such rancid after-taste.
Try to draw conclusions from the mess I have retraced.
Pointless seeking why it's...
There's no alchemy with which to distil a retort.
Comfort is a stretch, lack the agility to contort.
Best I seem to manage is a tireless distraught.
I'm lonely, saves me being an affliction.
My discomfort puts others in an awkward position.
How timely, seemed an effortless decision.
Left me having trouble remedying this condition.
This bitter flavour, sick having to savour such rancid after-taste.
Try to draw conclusions from the mess I have retraced.
Pointless seeking why it's...
#heartbroken
#loneliness
#love
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