Academic
Poem Published
Yesterday 10:33am
Yesterday 10:33am
Classism and racism are institutionalized in the UK, no matter how many of you deny it!
By Stanley Collymore
It's quite unsurprising to me
that innately, monarchical,
sycophantic morons; plus
their slapper Karens, and similarly
their beer-bellied distinctively too
routinely cuckolded, indisputably
discernibly and not uncommonly
so azoospermiac unquestionably
quite invariably also thoroughly
demented male Gammons clear
as daylight, see this latest, quite
literally exposed episode of the
truly, deeply embedded British
avidly avaricious monarchical
racism distinctly supported by ...
It's quite unsurprising to me
that innately, monarchical,
sycophantic morons; plus
their slapper Karens, and similarly
their beer-bellied distinctively too
routinely cuckolded, indisputably
discernibly and not uncommonly
so azoospermiac unquestionably
quite invariably also thoroughly
demented male Gammons clear
as daylight, see this latest, quite
literally exposed episode of the
truly, deeply embedded British
avidly avaricious monarchical
racism distinctly supported by ...
#hate
#dark
#greed
#denial
#emptiness
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2022 9:32pm
2nd Dec 2022 9:32pm
The Sword of Mordred: Part I
- The Sword of Mordred: Part I -
A winding and perilous course took me forth from Camelot, in the days when Arthur was the king of all the folk of what today is called Britain. There were goodly reasons for my setting forth, and of that journey which I undertook, and why it was I undertook it, there were dark undercurrents to all that had transpired... beneath which, some measure of light was at work, though at the time I knew it not. A big gray steed carried me, a steed with a night black saddle. I refused the offer of a chariot, for those were costly, and then I would need to...
A winding and perilous course took me forth from Camelot, in the days when Arthur was the king of all the folk of what today is called Britain. There were goodly reasons for my setting forth, and of that journey which I undertook, and why it was I undertook it, there were dark undercurrents to all that had transpired... beneath which, some measure of light was at work, though at the time I knew it not. A big gray steed carried me, a steed with a night black saddle. I refused the offer of a chariot, for those were costly, and then I would need to...
#dark
#family
#memories
#pagan
#magic
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Rianne
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2022 12:30pm
2nd Dec 2022 12:30pm
From flaky Missiles
1.
The heirs of this house
are shrined ruffled relics
love never lost the ardor
a narcissus
may
never
loose scent
She hides in old pockets
where snippets wander
wonder unveiled
2.
a pearlescent hand to reach out
he loves me when I dance to his strings
tightening each cord to walk on
knowing I will never reach an end
I...
The heirs of this house
are shrined ruffled relics
love never lost the ardor
a narcissus
may
never
loose scent
She hides in old pockets
where snippets wander
wonder unveiled
2.
a pearlescent hand to reach out
he loves me when I dance to his strings
tightening each cord to walk on
knowing I will never reach an end
I...
#strength
#dark
#shadows #hurt
#shadows #hurt
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
2nd Dec 2022 2:09am
2nd Dec 2022 2:09am
Love Letter From Afar
Tempted am I to enter the portal of my past
I know there will be pain, I just don't know how long it will last
But there are better times to be had, other than here and now
Times when decisions could had been made leading to me here right now
A left turn instead of a right, a no instead of a yes at good night
Walking away from this one, tonight let them have the fight
Giving up those keys instead of swearing I'm okay to drive
texting on that cellphone and not realizing I'm lucky to be alive
Staying up in there balls deep when I swore that I...
I know there will be pain, I just don't know how long it will last
But there are better times to be had, other than here and now
Times when decisions could had been made leading to me here right now
A left turn instead of a right, a no instead of a yes at good night
Walking away from this one, tonight let them have the fight
Giving up those keys instead of swearing I'm okay to drive
texting on that cellphone and not realizing I'm lucky to be alive
Staying up in there balls deep when I swore that I...
#dark
#violence
#LifeStruggles
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I_IS_ME
Poem Published
1st Dec 2022 5:10pm
1st Dec 2022 5:10pm
Intersecting Sage
I was standing on the corner of Always Last and First
And I found myself watching a procession following three hearses
I find myself here at this intersection, in the middle of nothing, a sagebrush
Capable of with standing the harshness of anything, yet vunerable to the slightest touch
Sun parched by day, yet enduring the fridgid temperatures of my nights
I've been treated like this all of my life so this makes everything seems alright
This ground that surrounds me remind of the terrain of my heart and mind
Each within the first two hearse, caskets...
And I found myself watching a procession following three hearses
I find myself here at this intersection, in the middle of nothing, a sagebrush
Capable of with standing the harshness of anything, yet vunerable to the slightest touch
Sun parched by day, yet enduring the fridgid temperatures of my nights
I've been treated like this all of my life so this makes everything seems alright
This ground that surrounds me remind of the terrain of my heart and mind
Each within the first two hearse, caskets...
#dark
#death
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TheMonsterfromHe11
Poem Published
30th Nov 2022 4:38am
30th Nov 2022 4:38am
Patience
I can see you seek me to acknowledge you, why so eager for me to see you?
Eager to prove me wrong?
How sweet, but you can be whomever this is to the others. Play them like fools who witness a different person everytime.
A person whom is more presentable and likeable than who I know you are.
I suppose it would be important to get the one person who has seen the real you to be just as fooled as the rest who believe this whole facade from the start.
The person who's witness the you that you desperately want to prove as better person than...
Eager to prove me wrong?
How sweet, but you can be whomever this is to the others. Play them like fools who witness a different person everytime.
A person whom is more presentable and likeable than who I know you are.
I suppose it would be important to get the one person who has seen the real you to be just as fooled as the rest who believe this whole facade from the start.
The person who's witness the you that you desperately want to prove as better person than...
#regret
#dark
#evil
#TimeHeals
#acceptance
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ReggiePoet
Reggie
Reggie
Poem Published
29th Nov 2022 4:03pm
29th Nov 2022 4:03pm
Civil War
#dark
#BDSM
#rhyming #revenge
#rhyming #revenge
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Academic
Poem Published
26th Nov 2022 12:30pm
26th Nov 2022 12:30pm
Quite dead obviously, yet simply won't lie down!
By Stanley Collymore
Gyles Brandreth can't be that
much of the confidante he
claims to be if he's easily
babbling this rather pointless and
actually likewise to every obvious
distinctively intelligent person, in
possession of a genuinely logical
mind unquestionably manifestly
uninteresting, and basically also
blatantly pathetic, sychophantic
crap to the media, while in turn
similarly rather enthusiastically
having a necessary predictably
clearly profitable, forthcoming...
Gyles Brandreth can't be that
much of the confidante he
claims to be if he's easily
babbling this rather pointless and
actually likewise to every obvious
distinctively intelligent person, in
possession of a genuinely logical
mind unquestionably manifestly
uninteresting, and basically also
blatantly pathetic, sychophantic
crap to the media, while in turn
similarly rather enthusiastically
having a necessary predictably
clearly profitable, forthcoming...
#dark
#greed
#denial
#emptiness
#boredom
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lovestonedfaery
Poem Published
26th Nov 2022 1:26am
26th Nov 2022 1:26am
predator
sunk low in the unbearable abyss
avoiding the unknown,
what lies ahead in the mist,
waiting in the dark for someone carrying gifts
the time is neverending
holding fake smiles,
within the blending
wearing certain materials
keeping up his appearances to be perceived as threatening
written out scripts to perform
flaunting their perfume already worn
dreamy eyes to compel,
hiding the scars that had been torn
oblivious to believe this was how he was born,
shunning away of his truest form
...
avoiding the unknown,
what lies ahead in the mist,
waiting in the dark for someone carrying gifts
the time is neverending
holding fake smiles,
within the blending
wearing certain materials
keeping up his appearances to be perceived as threatening
written out scripts to perform
flaunting their perfume already worn
dreamy eyes to compel,
hiding the scars that had been torn
oblivious to believe this was how he was born,
shunning away of his truest form
...
#dark
#lies
#betrayal
#evil
#bittersweet
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
25th Nov 2022 11:24pm
25th Nov 2022 11:24pm
A Tooth for an Eye: Part Two
#dark
#secrets
#murder
#death
#mystery
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Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
25th Nov 2022 11:21pm
25th Nov 2022 11:21pm
A Tooth for an Eye: Part One
#dark
#secrets
#murder
#death
#mystery
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Academic
Poem Published
24th Nov 2022 11:35am
24th Nov 2022 11:35am
Why waste my talents on being pointlessly a good but poor wife, when being a Karen tart is much more rewarding?
By Stanley Collymore
I promised him romance, not
marriage, and frankly that's
what he's been customarily
getting; so it's quite beyond me why
he's actually and now complaining,
as I've never, not even once, really
reneged, on what evidently I have
basically given to him. Effectively
because in this liberally intimate
association with him I've always
crucially never stated nor really
ever promised, that there won't
be other men that I'll be seeing.
Something, which he was truly
most aware of and...
I promised him romance, not
marriage, and frankly that's
what he's been customarily
getting; so it's quite beyond me why
he's actually and now complaining,
as I've never, not even once, really
reneged, on what evidently I have
basically given to him. Effectively
because in this liberally intimate
association with him I've always
crucially never stated nor really
ever promised, that there won't
be other men that I'll be seeing.
Something, which he was truly
most aware of and...
#hate
#dark
#shame
#greed
#emptiness
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