Confessional Published by Members Recently Online Poems
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confessional published by members recently online poems.
Star Cross'd
faster than the speed of light
from far beyond to out of sight
I am with you in a blink
I'm with you because we're linked
we have never met yet still
we're together, we fulfill
the emptiness we feel alone
the universe is our shared home -
we've journeyed from a distant star
lifetimes searching near and far
I've found you and you've found me
here now in eternity
on and on around around
listening to me making sounds
resonating in your mind
merging while we still have time -
you're a woman,...
from far beyond to out of sight
I am with you in a blink
I'm with you because we're linked
we have never met yet still
we're together, we fulfill
the emptiness we feel alone
the universe is our shared home -
we've journeyed from a distant star
lifetimes searching near and far
I've found you and you've found me
here now in eternity
on and on around around
listening to me making sounds
resonating in your mind
merging while we still have time -
you're a woman,...
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#WritingPoetry
#confusion
#feminism
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Tear You Apart
freelance assassin
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
#sex
#suicide
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#prison
381 reads
2 Comments
Tear You Apart
freelance assassin
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
#sex
#suicide
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#prison
381 reads
2 Comments
Tear You Apart
freelance assassin
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
#sex
#suicide
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#prison
381 reads
2 Comments
Tear You Apart
freelance assassin
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
#sex
#suicide
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#prison
381 reads
2 Comments
Tear You Apart
freelance assassin
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
every target is hit in the chest
leaves you broken and responsible...
you've been hit by the best
long-suffered and less delusional
excommunicated, self-martyred
let this be a confessional
unapologetic and unforgiven
fingers are numb, nails are bitten down
trade one habit for another
learned nothing from what i couldn't keep down
and everything from my mother
in my own tears i drown
lest i offend my father
bottom of the barrel, disguised as top shelf
i thought i had what it took ...
#sex
#suicide
#confessional
#MentalHealth
#prison
381 reads
2 Comments
Our cock whacking and why
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
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Our cock whacking and why
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
713 reads
8 Comments
Our cock whacking and why
#confessional
#myself
#SelfReflection
713 reads
8 Comments
Switching To Past Tense...
.. ...
Switching to past tense...
I write this poem
And the past is tense with déjà vu
Meanwhile...
Time elapses ... between the lines
And I read... several journeys...
Several trips to the present intervened
Switching to past tense...
I continued this poem
Line and stanza ...
Revolving around each other
Rhythm and intonation ...
Dabbling in teleportation
...
Switching to past tense...
I write this poem
And the past is tense with déjà vu
Meanwhile...
Time elapses ... between the lines
And I read... several journeys...
Several trips to the present intervened
Switching to past tense...
I continued this poem
Line and stanza ...
Revolving around each other
Rhythm and intonation ...
Dabbling in teleportation
...
#confessional
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Mother-Wound
I.
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my father retired
their dreams...
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my father retired
their dreams...
#dreams
#family
#mother
#spiritual
#confessional
331 reads
14 Comments
Mother-Wound
I.
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my father retired
their dreams...
I have been blessed
with time
but find it difficult
to believe
I have been alive
double-over the years
my mother lived
We were not close
before she gave up the ghost
and having matured
through deep introspection
I came to know the whys
of the mother-wound
She was only 14
when she married
my father, who was 16—
normal for that period of time
Their love story was great
and lasted 20 years
ending the year
my father retired
their dreams...
#dreams
#family
#mother
#spiritual
#confessional
331 reads
14 Comments
DU Poetry : Confessional Published by Members Recently Online Poems