Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:24pm
Yesterday 3:24pm
Wraith
I'll be home for Christmas
Sitting all by myself
Alone and self forsaken
Refusing anyone's help
Too many mistakes
That I've made
Too many memories
I've lost along the way
Surrounded by empty bottles
Knowing it's too late
Wondering how I can still love
Something I've grown to hate
If I could turn back time
I would've taken a different road
Wish i could've seen
How things would unfold
To turn my back on everything
That I've ever held so dear
Just to wallow in self pity ...
Sitting all by myself
Alone and self forsaken
Refusing anyone's help
Too many mistakes
That I've made
Too many memories
I've lost along the way
Surrounded by empty bottles
Knowing it's too late
Wondering how I can still love
Something I've grown to hate
If I could turn back time
I would've taken a different road
Wish i could've seen
How things would unfold
To turn my back on everything
That I've ever held so dear
Just to wallow in self pity ...
#addiction
#alcohol
#dark
#despair
#shame
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Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
Yesterday 1:31pm
Yesterday 1:31pm
Pound Of Flesh
Off to a tropical paradise
For a long overdue vacation
When a malfunctioning device
Affected the planes aviation
The pilot losing all control
The plane started going down
Passengers searching for their soul
Exploding fire, burning the ground
The only survivors of the flight
A young mother and her teenage son
Rummaging wreckage, the midst of night
Their tribulations have just begun
Sorting through the cargos ash
Anything for their survival
Only a knife found...
For a long overdue vacation
When a malfunctioning device
Affected the planes aviation
The pilot losing all control
The plane started going down
Passengers searching for their soul
Exploding fire, burning the ground
The only survivors of the flight
A young mother and her teenage son
Rummaging wreckage, the midst of night
Their tribulations have just begun
Sorting through the cargos ash
Anything for their survival
Only a knife found...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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PAR
Poem Published
Yesterday 00:24am
Yesterday 00:24am
Paranoid ergonomics...
Sporadically succinct.
Incomparably subjunctive.
Unsettling minimalism.
Unnecessary hyperbolic!
Sitting on the couch watching the news.
Hunger for cornflakes and porn movies.
Do we have the 70's back?
With what magnitude do I measure absence?
In degrees of lack, perhaps.
Incomparably subjunctive.
Unsettling minimalism.
Unnecessary hyperbolic!
Sitting on the couch watching the news.
Hunger for cornflakes and porn movies.
Do we have the 70's back?
With what magnitude do I measure absence?
In degrees of lack, perhaps.
#anxiety
#apathy
#dark
#mirror
#patience
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adagio
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 9:23pm
28th Nov 2024 9:23pm
Coquettish Dreams
In annihilation of coquettish dreams in stagnation
composing dreams of Paradise Lost with a feverish
blite of insanity's antagonist pen in archives after
Musette broke my heart leaving me with only ashes
to burn and the chimney to be swept after eating
the mortal pear of her anatomy while peeling
her core in the annihilation of her crimson bled
now in placid peace my quill list to cover her hide
composing dreams of Paradise Lost with a feverish
blite of insanity's antagonist pen in archives after
Musette broke my heart leaving me with only ashes
to burn and the chimney to be swept after eating
the mortal pear of her anatomy while peeling
her core in the annihilation of her crimson bled
now in placid peace my quill list to cover her hide
#dark
#erotic
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Academic
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 8:18pm
28th Nov 2024 8:18pm
The vacuous Richard Eden - and falsified vulturine stories in the Daily Mail again!
By Stanley Collymore
Whatever each of you brainwashed
and braindead morons really think,
Meghan will never, even obviously
wearing a shroud, return to Britain
under any circumstances, so truly
get over it, as well as evidently so
your Richard Eden evilly fancifully
made up stories. And that clearly
similarly includes unquestionably
requisite, and significantly feudal
so-called serfs really pathetically
very preposterously royal duties!
That rather pointedly also, refers
irrefutably, to Meghan's husband ...
Whatever each of you brainwashed
and braindead morons really think,
Meghan will never, even obviously
wearing a shroud, return to Britain
under any circumstances, so truly
get over it, as well as evidently so
your Richard Eden evilly fancifully
made up stories. And that clearly
similarly includes unquestionably
requisite, and significantly feudal
so-called serfs really pathetically
very preposterously royal duties!
That rather pointedly also, refers
irrefutably, to Meghan's husband ...
#dark
#denial
#emptiness
#greed
#hate
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Academic
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 3:46pm
28th Nov 2024 3:46pm
The Past is a foreign Country!
By Stanley Collymore
Do get it right Peter Hitchens or
at least, seriously make an
effort to do so. If there
was one word to sum up the demise of Smithfield market it would certainly be
greed itself vastly compounded by the
proverbial "quick buck" as developers
earnestly look for prime sites, for yet
more flats. This despite the growing
number of empty new flats that very
ironically are evidently unaffordable
to most of those who are in need of
economic housing! All this actually
obviously crucially...
Do get it right Peter Hitchens or
at least, seriously make an
effort to do so. If there
was one word to sum up the demise of Smithfield market it would certainly be
greed itself vastly compounded by the
proverbial "quick buck" as developers
earnestly look for prime sites, for yet
more flats. This despite the growing
number of empty new flats that very
ironically are evidently unaffordable
to most of those who are in need of
economic housing! All this actually
obviously crucially...
#dark
#denial
#emptiness
#greed
#hate
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adagio
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 3:32pm
28th Nov 2024 3:32pm
30 naught 6
Simply dripping hanging loose threads
ending the charade with my 30 naught 6
of my narcissistic psychoanalysis picupstix
and thingamabob hanging over my head
echoing in the shadows I pine prescripts
that makes my soul appreciate the dead...
simply dripping hanging loose threads
ending the charade with my 30 naught 6
of my narcissistic psychoanalysis picupstix
and thingamabob hanging over my head
echoing in the shadows I pine prescripts
that makes my soul appreciate the dead...
simply dripping hanging loose threads
#dark
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adagio
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 1:23pm
28th Nov 2024 1:23pm
Suffocating Pendulum
Conjuring lust's aphrodisiac of love's anesthesia
in shadows of Autumn leaves of decadent seas
antiques and curios neath pastel starry climes
Suffocating pendulum of burning hemorrhaging
as the jester brushes in shadows of silent hush
conjuring lust's aphrodisiac of love's anesthesia
in shadows of Autumn leaves of decadent seas
antiques and curios neath pastel starry climes
Suffocating pendulum of burning hemorrhaging
as the jester brushes in shadows of silent hush
conjuring lust's aphrodisiac of love's anesthesia
#dark
#erotic
#gothic
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Kaden_Malis
Kaden Malis
Kaden Malis
Poem Published
28th Nov 2024 4:31am
28th Nov 2024 4:31am
Dissolving
Drowning in a pool of tears
Living in a reality
I can't begin to understand
My future was mapped
Now the map is torn to shreds
Uncertainty scares me to drink
And drink brings me closer to death
But maybe that's what I want
For all of this to be over
Good moments are few and far between
You want truth but sometimes it hurts
Time just keeps disappearing
And I'm just getting older
Dissolving closer to the end
Living in a reality
I can't begin to understand
My future was mapped
Now the map is torn to shreds
Uncertainty scares me to drink
And drink brings me closer to death
But maybe that's what I want
For all of this to be over
Good moments are few and far between
You want truth but sometimes it hurts
Time just keeps disappearing
And I'm just getting older
Dissolving closer to the end
#anxiety
#dark
#despair
#fear
#sadness
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adagio
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 9:57pm
27th Nov 2024 9:57pm
Honey, I'm Home
In a catharsis of altered voices suffering within
what came first, the chicken or caffeine
in my mind's symphony of chaos in torrents
and blood hemorrhaging from my pen's catheter
embracing my flesh with the unfiltered cocaine
insanity arising like molten lava from my demise
enigma brooding the emphasis of thunder
by the deacons of decadent devoured souls
of ecstasy in an empty room hemorrhaging
to empty shadows of unfiltered cocaine
listening to a Code Red of Asylum Blues
as the chicken crossed the road before caffeine ...
what came first, the chicken or caffeine
in my mind's symphony of chaos in torrents
and blood hemorrhaging from my pen's catheter
embracing my flesh with the unfiltered cocaine
insanity arising like molten lava from my demise
enigma brooding the emphasis of thunder
by the deacons of decadent devoured souls
of ecstasy in an empty room hemorrhaging
to empty shadows of unfiltered cocaine
listening to a Code Red of Asylum Blues
as the chicken crossed the road before caffeine ...
#dark
#gothic
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4 Comments
Academic
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 1:41pm
27th Nov 2024 1:41pm
Sexual intercourse and buyer's remorse!
By Stanley Collymore
Alcohol is just a convenient excuse
to essentially overlook evidently
very irresponsible and really
thoughtless and spontaneous behaviour!
Thus, per se, alcohol is rather pertinently
not the genuine problem, but undeniably
a conduit to actually facilitating the real
one, that indubitably is literally basically
that of men and women, really casually
jumping into bed with clearly complete
strangers to themselves, and naturally
crucially essentially people they really
quite distinctly don't...
Alcohol is just a convenient excuse
to essentially overlook evidently
very irresponsible and really
thoughtless and spontaneous behaviour!
Thus, per se, alcohol is rather pertinently
not the genuine problem, but undeniably
a conduit to actually facilitating the real
one, that indubitably is literally basically
that of men and women, really casually
jumping into bed with clearly complete
strangers to themselves, and naturally
crucially essentially people they really
quite distinctly don't...
#bittersweet
#dark
#denial
#emptiness
#greed
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