ohmy_engrish
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Poem Published
1st Aug 2020 10:56pm
1st Aug 2020 10:56pm
Run Away (9 & 3/4)
verse one}
Suddenly the skies,
Turned in on my mind
Now’s the time.
Spilt the iodine,
Stinging in my scars
I’m screaming out:
{verse two}
“Oh, what is empathy for,
If no one feels this like I do?
Tricked by fake grinning,
Trapped by hexan beasts--
But people could care less.”
{post-verse}
I felt so hopeful,
I’ve started over a million,
Fucking times.
But, it’s all a lie.
So you say you’re here for me, ...
Suddenly the skies,
Turned in on my mind
Now’s the time.
Spilt the iodine,
Stinging in my scars
I’m screaming out:
{verse two}
“Oh, what is empathy for,
If no one feels this like I do?
Tricked by fake grinning,
Trapped by hexan beasts--
But people could care less.”
{post-verse}
I felt so hopeful,
I’ve started over a million,
Fucking times.
But, it’s all a lie.
So you say you’re here for me, ...
#hope
#SelfReflection
#ignorance
#FeelingTrapped
#curse
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BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
9th Jul 2020 2:54am
9th Jul 2020 2:54am
Dear Diary; I have Demon maggots in my soul
Focus on the smoke, just focus
Swirling, jagged and smooth in the air
The thin wood hanging out between my fingers
The skyline reflecting the indifferent sun
Deep breaths, fill those lungs of mystery smoke
The cheap fan in my one hand to spread it out
Thighs on display as I play "body" by mother mother for Facebook
Recording someone else singing my thoughts
"Im so tired of this body" indeed I am
Desperately trying to ground myself in reality
Torn someplace between the the loop of the past
And being hyper aware of the future ...
Swirling, jagged and smooth in the air
The thin wood hanging out between my fingers
The skyline reflecting the indifferent sun
Deep breaths, fill those lungs of mystery smoke
The cheap fan in my one hand to spread it out
Thighs on display as I play "body" by mother mother for Facebook
Recording someone else singing my thoughts
"Im so tired of this body" indeed I am
Desperately trying to ground myself in reality
Torn someplace between the the loop of the past
And being hyper aware of the future ...
#anxiety
#dark
#spiritual
#despair
#curse
449 reads
5 Comments
miseryomy
Poem Published
4th Jul 2020 4:07am
4th Jul 2020 4:07am
A crippled ruthless fairy (Complete)
A crippled ruthless fairy Pt.1 (Begin Fairy Tale Block)
A crippled fairy exalted in torment, banished from the lands.
A crooked walk, with broken wings, and crippled hands.
Jet black eyes like the blackholes in stories of space.
Wrinkles and cobwebs adorned their tattered face.
Long creepy brown nails almost match their height.
A slow crippling crawl on the forest ground in the night.
Little strands of hair on his head look like ancient string.
On this very occasion a set of rusty blades he would bring.
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A crippled...
A crippled fairy exalted in torment, banished from the lands.
A crooked walk, with broken wings, and crippled hands.
Jet black eyes like the blackholes in stories of space.
Wrinkles and cobwebs adorned their tattered face.
Long creepy brown nails almost match their height.
A slow crippling crawl on the forest ground in the night.
Little strands of hair on his head look like ancient string.
On this very occasion a set of rusty blades he would bring.
-
A crippled...
#dark
#death
#fate
#nightmares
#curse
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Pimp2ThaFuture04
Poem Published
9th Jun 2020 7:00am
9th Jun 2020 7:00am
Spit Rituals by Wise Conscious
First rule is to collect self
and not scatter the force
let self float into deep meditation
staying on course right on track
doing my math and calculate my
steps while I'm on this path
I have communication with my reflection receiving more wisdom and real knowledge for more overstanding
guess what I'm still standing
As I embrace discipline these self educational documents I study instructions while I wait
to achieve the next level I walk not
with the counsel of the of...
and not scatter the force
let self float into deep meditation
staying on course right on track
doing my math and calculate my
steps while I'm on this path
I have communication with my reflection receiving more wisdom and real knowledge for more overstanding
guess what I'm still standing
As I embrace discipline these self educational documents I study instructions while I wait
to achieve the next level I walk not
with the counsel of the of...
#rhyming
#learning
#rap #curse
#rap #curse
1156 reads
5 Comments
valkyriekerry
Poem Published
15th May 2020 6:40pm
15th May 2020 6:40pm
Mr Bojangles
Mr Bojangles
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
A fixture in the old town of New Orleans.
No one cared to ask him his name, a human mannequin.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
Perched on a wooden stool, staring lifelessly
At life floating by. He had no story of his own to tell.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles,’
His swarthy skin and black eyes stared unblinkingly
From his wooden pew between the bar and the barbers.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
Unmoved by the Mardi Gras carnival or endless parade
Of mindless...
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
A fixture in the old town of New Orleans.
No one cared to ask him his name, a human mannequin.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
Perched on a wooden stool, staring lifelessly
At life floating by. He had no story of his own to tell.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles,’
His swarthy skin and black eyes stared unblinkingly
From his wooden pew between the bar and the barbers.
They called him, ‘Mr Bojangles.’
Unmoved by the Mardi Gras carnival or endless parade
Of mindless...
#evil
#mythology
#curse #zombies
#curse #zombies
659 reads
2 Comments
MatthewConrad
Poem Published
4th May 2020 2:28am
4th May 2020 2:28am
gaming tel aviv; gaming beirut
i'm not a "gamer"... i'm a brothel leech...
a gomorrahite...
this antithesis of safe-space
sodomites...
gaming: ending with MGS1...
FFVIII... tenchu...
for the console...
age of empires...
rome: total war...
i'll pay an extra 10 quid
to slur an oyster...
on top of 10 quid goes to
the madame... this fat bitch that would look
better in a slaughterhouse...
and that... gimp... turk... "turk"...
of a bodyguard: 5'9"... of something
i'd rather: first: sneeze on...
before...
a gomorrahite...
this antithesis of safe-space
sodomites...
gaming: ending with MGS1...
FFVIII... tenchu...
for the console...
age of empires...
rome: total war...
i'll pay an extra 10 quid
to slur an oyster...
on top of 10 quid goes to
the madame... this fat bitch that would look
better in a slaughterhouse...
and that... gimp... turk... "turk"...
of a bodyguard: 5'9"... of something
i'd rather: first: sneeze on...
before...
#fate
#luck
#curse #StreamOfConsciousness
#curse #StreamOfConsciousness
360 reads
1 Comment
BlueBeastGirl
Beasty
Beasty
Poem Published
19th Mar 2020 5:42pm
19th Mar 2020 5:42pm
Hollywood would hate my depression
My depression doesn't make for a great film adaptation
My lips bleed too much for that
My wrist covered in raised slashes of burns aren't screen worthy
My eyes are too red, too bloodshot from my tears for a camera to care
My lips puff up but not in a sexy way, ya know?
It's in a "I'm gripping onto sanity with nail like claws" way
I don't lay sobbing in soft, sweet little coughs
I sob with the rage of a hailstorm
Metal music slamming against my body
As the sobs break out of my mouth like screams
My depression is a shadow monster ...
My lips bleed too much for that
My wrist covered in raised slashes of burns aren't screen worthy
My eyes are too red, too bloodshot from my tears for a camera to care
My lips puff up but not in a sexy way, ya know?
It's in a "I'm gripping onto sanity with nail like claws" way
I don't lay sobbing in soft, sweet little coughs
I sob with the rage of a hailstorm
Metal music slamming against my body
As the sobs break out of my mouth like screams
My depression is a shadow monster ...
#fate
#despair
#nightmares
#witches
#curse
576 reads
8 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
28th Feb 2020 6:25pm
28th Feb 2020 6:25pm
Dipplin' DADA Dumb'bum Twiddle
hy sly
bye gai ay aye!
re-port
re-tard
rid ic ule mufflelucker on perch too high
7th-story (long way down)
Flo'da Bap(tist) South,
26th day
26th day
26th day (no End in site)26thDayAOkay Dropdead'Dandy candyass
pflucker,
pflucked his was thru...
bye gai ay aye!
re-port
re-tard
rid ic ule mufflelucker on perch too high
7th-story (long way down)
Flo'da Bap(tist) South,
26th day
26th day
26th day (no End in site)26thDayAOkay Dropdead'Dandy candyass
pflucker,
pflucked his was thru...
#atheism
#astrology
#redemption
#luck
#curse
542 reads
6 Comments
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
19th Jan 2020 5:55am
19th Jan 2020 5:55am
MORNING SUN VAMPIRE PRAYER
MORNING SUN,
I HAVE A CUTE VAMPIRE DATE
AND I CAN'T WAIT, I CAN'T BE LATE...
STARS THAT SHINE....MY GOTHIC CAPE...
MORNING SUN,
BLACK ROSES....THAT DARKENS POSIES
IS HIS TRUE HEART
PRECIOUS SUN.... DON'T BREAK US APART....
NO NO...
MORNING SUN,
HE IS A GOOD VAMPIRE
HE ONLY BITES, IF THEIR EVIL BLOOD DESPISE....
IN HIS EYES...THEY TAKE ME HIGHER...
...
I HAVE A CUTE VAMPIRE DATE
AND I CAN'T WAIT, I CAN'T BE LATE...
STARS THAT SHINE....MY GOTHIC CAPE...
MORNING SUN,
BLACK ROSES....THAT DARKENS POSIES
IS HIS TRUE HEART
PRECIOUS SUN.... DON'T BREAK US APART....
NO NO...
MORNING SUN,
HE IS A GOOD VAMPIRE
HE ONLY BITES, IF THEIR EVIL BLOOD DESPISE....
IN HIS EYES...THEY TAKE ME HIGHER...
...
#love
#sun
#fate
#vampires
#curse
558 reads
9 Comments
HadesRising
Poem Published
4th Nov 2019 3:54am
4th Nov 2019 3:54am
CREATION DENIED
Six hundred and sixty six necrophagous desecrators
Crawl like a phage to the page burning toward oblivion
To dance the macabre throes like writhing maggots before the flame
They suckle the grim sickle of the reaper six feet in the grave
Godless abominations reigning blood from lacerations
Blackened skies are eclipsing two gothic lovers' retreat
Where Lilith sought the heart of Jesus upon the altar
Decorated with desecrations of blood, bones and meat
i have come to the realization that the curse of love
is the beast of revelations
...
Crawl like a phage to the page burning toward oblivion
To dance the macabre throes like writhing maggots before the flame
They suckle the grim sickle of the reaper six feet in the grave
Godless abominations reigning blood from lacerations
Blackened skies are eclipsing two gothic lovers' retreat
Where Lilith sought the heart of Jesus upon the altar
Decorated with desecrations of blood, bones and meat
i have come to the realization that the curse of love
is the beast of revelations
...
#fate
#apocalypse
#metaphor #curse
#metaphor #curse
528 reads
1 Comment
goldenmyst
Poem Published
3rd Nov 2019 4:10pm
3rd Nov 2019 4:10pm
Night of the Banshee
Night of the Banshee
Apples blush red with touches of green like love in its callow youth too young for Hades yet plagued by Stygian hearts. Rowena’s thighs are muscle-bound from hard labor.
John and Rowena take up serfdom to harvest apples for a feudal lord. Their vassalage collects them pounds and pence for the season when crops are lean.
The apples are made luminous by dew drops. Ro says, “Here let me feed you some.” With her hand stretched out in friendship he bites into the flesh of her offering. A smile illuminates her face as he...
Apples blush red with touches of green like love in its callow youth too young for Hades yet plagued by Stygian hearts. Rowena’s thighs are muscle-bound from hard labor.
John and Rowena take up serfdom to harvest apples for a feudal lord. Their vassalage collects them pounds and pence for the season when crops are lean.
The apples are made luminous by dew drops. Ro says, “Here let me feed you some.” With her hand stretched out in friendship he bites into the flesh of her offering. A smile illuminates her face as he...
#secrets
#lies
#mythology
#curse
#WilliamShakespeare
799 reads
5 Comments
HadesRising
Poem Published
29th Oct 2019 11:55pm
29th Oct 2019 11:55pm
FRANKENSTEIN A.D.
On the eve of All Hallows
The cusp of madness at the gallows
Remember to dismember
The plunderers and murderers
Lightning strikes and the full moon rises
Scientific atrocities and
Infernal madness strikes upon midnight
God will not bear witness to the damned
As I'm given life once again
And the stitches and itches
And all devils and witches
And madmen and rebels
Medical breakthroughs in sin
Against all mankind
Apocalyptic and cryptic
Yon the grave 'twixt vile triptychs
In madness...
The cusp of madness at the gallows
Remember to dismember
The plunderers and murderers
Lightning strikes and the full moon rises
Scientific atrocities and
Infernal madness strikes upon midnight
God will not bear witness to the damned
As I'm given life once again
And the stitches and itches
And all devils and witches
And madmen and rebels
Medical breakthroughs in sin
Against all mankind
Apocalyptic and cryptic
Yon the grave 'twixt vile triptychs
In madness...
#anger
#jealousy
#evil
#monsters
#curse
564 reads
2 Comments
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