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CHUCKLES 123
CHUCKLES 123
Poem Published
Today 3:59pm
Today 3:59pm
Little Sam
Little Sam
I am so glad that we
Get along just fine
Also we have the same
Interests
That is a good thing
Little Sam
Are you also a Christian like me
From birth to adulthood
I am dying to know
Also do you pray to God
The same way I do
Every single night
Before you go bed
Yes I do
But I am not a Christian
Little Sam
I enjoy going out with you
Today we spend our day
Together at the Eaton Centre
We walk inside the mall
While it snow outside
Also we had our healthy lunch
I am so glad that we
Get along just fine
Also we have the same
Interests
That is a good thing
Little Sam
Are you also a Christian like me
From birth to adulthood
I am dying to know
Also do you pray to God
The same way I do
Every single night
Before you go bed
Yes I do
But I am not a Christian
Little Sam
I enjoy going out with you
Today we spend our day
Together at the Eaton Centre
We walk inside the mall
While it snow outside
Also we had our healthy lunch
#confusion
#dark
#greed
#hate
#sadness
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oskar
Poem Published
Today 10:58am
Today 10:58am
social media
Social media
The X-twitter this morning was disappointing it consisted of 60% Musk and 40% Trump bragging about how great they are at winning the battle of saving America from the disaster of paying the poor too much and reducing medical aid to the old who must learn to fend for themselves It is tiresome to see the same triumphant smiles and one wonders if they ever sit down asking if their presence in the oceans of opinions matters do they doubt themselves, are they ever unsure if they might be wrong, is their preening too powerful an impregnable wall hindering them to have souls,...
The X-twitter this morning was disappointing it consisted of 60% Musk and 40% Trump bragging about how great they are at winning the battle of saving America from the disaster of paying the poor too much and reducing medical aid to the old who must learn to fend for themselves It is tiresome to see the same triumphant smiles and one wonders if they ever sit down asking if their presence in the oceans of opinions matters do they doubt themselves, are they ever unsure if they might be wrong, is their preening too powerful an impregnable wall hindering them to have souls,...
#anger
#anxiety
#apathy
#bittersweet
#dark
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Her
Bumped Today 10:47am
12th Dec 2024 1:07am
12th Dec 2024 1:07am
My Anger is Black
Nothingness begets nothingness
A never ending spiral of bleak matter
You gaze into the void of me
Peering over the edge
Watch yourself
You may be drawn in
Evilness
Death
Sin
Take your pick
It’s where I’ve ended and began again
Cursed and haunted
My cracked soul
Broken
Bloodied
Tormented
Brought me to my knees
Hello Darkness, my old friend
A never ending spiral of bleak matter
You gaze into the void of me
Peering over the edge
Watch yourself
You may be drawn in
Evilness
Death
Sin
Take your pick
It’s where I’ve ended and began again
Cursed and haunted
My cracked soul
Broken
Bloodied
Tormented
Brought me to my knees
Hello Darkness, my old friend
#anger
#dark
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Her
Poem Published
Today 10:22am
Today 10:22am
Surprise Guest
You’ve had a taste
Of my razor blade tongue
Left shredded and bloodied
Barely standing
Your pleas for peace
Wafting in the air
Alongside your white flag
I agreed to
A cease fire
Words remained unsaid
Promises unmade
Deeds unsung
Lingered
In the destruction
I gritted my teeth until my jaw broke
I’ve outgrown your
Kind of kindness
Your type of guilt
Nice doesn’t fit me anymore
I’m taking back my blade
Watch your back
Of my razor blade tongue
Left shredded and bloodied
Barely standing
Your pleas for peace
Wafting in the air
Alongside your white flag
I agreed to
A cease fire
Words remained unsaid
Promises unmade
Deeds unsung
Lingered
In the destruction
I gritted my teeth until my jaw broke
I’ve outgrown your
Kind of kindness
Your type of guilt
Nice doesn’t fit me anymore
I’m taking back my blade
Watch your back
#anger
#dark
51 reads
5 Comments
Mstrmnd1923
Poem Published
Today 4:23am
Today 4:23am
And There I Lay
And there I lay on the ground
In a puddle of blood my body drowned
Echoing thoughts that ricochet
My lifeless body now on display
The smoking gun still in my palm
A fleeting moment of peace and calm
But then suddenly shadows appeared
My peaceful thoughts disappeared
Demonic ravenous vultures biting
My motionless body no longer fighting
Dragging my carcass across the floor
My soul now exiting heavens door
Paying for sins of my haunted past
Dreams of hell now permanently last
Tortured twisted thoughts...
In a puddle of blood my body drowned
Echoing thoughts that ricochet
My lifeless body now on display
The smoking gun still in my palm
A fleeting moment of peace and calm
But then suddenly shadows appeared
My peaceful thoughts disappeared
Demonic ravenous vultures biting
My motionless body no longer fighting
Dragging my carcass across the floor
My soul now exiting heavens door
Paying for sins of my haunted past
Dreams of hell now permanently last
Tortured twisted thoughts...
#dark
#despair
#emptiness
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Her
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:34pm
Yesterday 11:34pm
Cotton Candy Friendship
Sugar spun madness
Slowly spoon fed with a smile
I’m allergic to your compliments
I’ve been eye-spying
Your generosity
Since the day we met
Baby, the price for your friendship
Is no longer in my budget
I think I’d like to go back
To being broke
Slowly spoon fed with a smile
I’m allergic to your compliments
I’ve been eye-spying
Your generosity
Since the day we met
Baby, the price for your friendship
Is no longer in my budget
I think I’d like to go back
To being broke
#betrayal
#dark
#deception
#friendship
#lover
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Artavious25
Taypen99
Taypen99
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:42pm
Yesterday 4:42pm
Between These Lines
Let my tears fall between these lines
Because I feel too empty to let them fall down my face
Confidence I had to front cause I never had it
Writing is therapeutic so I used that to cope
I contemplate if happiness can save my soul
Trying to wiggle through this maze to find my worth as a man
My mind backpedaling to the demons I can’t seem to exercise
Middle of the night I wake up to my own cries
I keep running away from my insecurities but they keep catching up to me.
Because I feel too empty to let them fall down my face
Confidence I had to front cause I never had it
Writing is therapeutic so I used that to cope
I contemplate if happiness can save my soul
Trying to wiggle through this maze to find my worth as a man
My mind backpedaling to the demons I can’t seem to exercise
Middle of the night I wake up to my own cries
I keep running away from my insecurities but they keep catching up to me.
#dark
#emptiness
#fear
#sadness
#shame
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ThePalestRider
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:32pm
Yesterday 4:32pm
Emancipation From The Sun
In vaulted night where whispers dwell
A fell being, cloaked in shadowed spell
Drew breath of twilight, dark and deep
Amidst the silence that shadows keep
Beneath the gaze of the sun’s harsh eye
Chained by brilliance, yearning to fly
It cried to the moon in tones of despair
“Grant me release, from this radiant snare!”
“Thy golden rays, they scorch and bind
I seek the solace of the night to find
For in the gloam, my spirit can soar
Awake the dreams that darkness bore.”
Echoes of silence where phantoms tread ...
A fell being, cloaked in shadowed spell
Drew breath of twilight, dark and deep
Amidst the silence that shadows keep
Beneath the gaze of the sun’s harsh eye
Chained by brilliance, yearning to fly
It cried to the moon in tones of despair
“Grant me release, from this radiant snare!”
“Thy golden rays, they scorch and bind
I seek the solace of the night to find
For in the gloam, my spirit can soar
Awake the dreams that darkness bore.”
Echoes of silence where phantoms tread ...
#dark
#despair
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adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 2:23pm
Yesterday 2:23pm
Old Sparky
"As I punked a lot of 'tang in Memphis"
with fingers touching your old Mug Shots
blending memories with my whiskey
of your fierce convulsion
when you kissed "Old' Sparky"
"But your big wheel keep on burnin'"
and contours of your flesh dissolved
blending memories with my whiskey
when you kissed "Old' Sparky"
with fingers touching your old Mug Shots
blending memories with my whiskey
of your fierce convulsion
when you kissed "Old' Sparky"
"But your big wheel keep on burnin'"
and contours of your flesh dissolved
blending memories with my whiskey
when you kissed "Old' Sparky"
#dark
#erotic
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The_Nun_Runner
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:38am
Yesterday 11:38am
Ms. Na-Piss...2025 I Spit On Your Grave
Here in the nakedness lays the spill bequeath of my cloak
No smoke screen yes, the blood rise of its moat
The deliverance of your soul I spit on your grave
The blood of your destruction shall be paved
From the witch, the Mambo’s blood shall spill
Upon this day forward it shall be thy will
To asunder the Pagan’s moon, your fruits shall bear no more
To the cacodemon’s whore you must pay your dues, from my ancestral oath, fourscore ...
No smoke screen yes, the blood rise of its moat
The deliverance of your soul I spit on your grave
The blood of your destruction shall be paved
From the witch, the Mambo’s blood shall spill
Upon this day forward it shall be thy will
To asunder the Pagan’s moon, your fruits shall bear no more
To the cacodemon’s whore you must pay your dues, from my ancestral oath, fourscore ...
#dark
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dimpy
dimpsmoon
dimpsmoon
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:35am
Yesterday 11:35am
rape
the
gardener
juz
touched
a flower
even though
that
flower
didn't
want
to be...
gardener
juz
touched
a flower
even though
that
flower
didn't
want
to be...
#dark
#flowers
65 reads
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