fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:28pm
10th Jan 2025 1:28pm
Day Unschedualed
Is this a good one?
where all the roses bloom
skies are blue, and you pledge your feelings are true?
Is it a broody and contrary day?
never happy with this and that
When I say up, you say, is that a fact?
Is it going to be anger?
unleash and unabashed
Total destruction is your function
and in its wake, you leave bone and ash
Is it regret?
Of words and actions that were never meant to happen
Still, it happened
Shit, it really happened
The day I give to you
quiet and...
where all the roses bloom
skies are blue, and you pledge your feelings are true?
Is it a broody and contrary day?
never happy with this and that
When I say up, you say, is that a fact?
Is it going to be anger?
unleash and unabashed
Total destruction is your function
and in its wake, you leave bone and ash
Is it regret?
Of words and actions that were never meant to happen
Still, it happened
Shit, it really happened
The day I give to you
quiet and...
#dark
#emotions
#loneliness
122 reads
15 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:28pm
10th Jan 2025 1:28pm
Day Unschedualed
Is this a good one?
where all the roses bloom
skies are blue, and you pledge your feelings are true?
Is it a broody and contrary day?
never happy with this and that
When I say up, you say, is that a fact?
Is it going to be anger?
unleash and unabashed
Total destruction is your function
and in its wake, you leave bone and ash
Is it regret?
Of words and actions that were never meant to happen
Still, it happened
Shit, it really happened
The day I give to you
quiet and...
where all the roses bloom
skies are blue, and you pledge your feelings are true?
Is it a broody and contrary day?
never happy with this and that
When I say up, you say, is that a fact?
Is it going to be anger?
unleash and unabashed
Total destruction is your function
and in its wake, you leave bone and ash
Is it regret?
Of words and actions that were never meant to happen
Still, it happened
Shit, it really happened
The day I give to you
quiet and...
#dark
#emotions
#loneliness
122 reads
15 Comments
fianaturie8
Fia Naturie
Fia Naturie
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 1:28pm
10th Jan 2025 1:28pm
Day Unschedualed
Is this a good one?
where all the roses bloom
skies are blue, and you pledge your feelings are true?
Is it a broody and contrary day?
never happy with this and that
When I say up, you say, is that a fact?
Is it going to be anger?
unleash and unabashed
Total destruction is your function
and in its wake, you leave bone and ash
Is it regret?
Of words and actions that were never meant to happen
Still, it happened
Shit, it really happened
The day I give to you
quiet and...
where all the roses bloom
skies are blue, and you pledge your feelings are true?
Is it a broody and contrary day?
never happy with this and that
When I say up, you say, is that a fact?
Is it going to be anger?
unleash and unabashed
Total destruction is your function
and in its wake, you leave bone and ash
Is it regret?
Of words and actions that were never meant to happen
Still, it happened
Shit, it really happened
The day I give to you
quiet and...
#dark
#emotions
#loneliness
122 reads
15 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:36pm
Yesterday 9:36pm
Streets of Manga
With a fragrance of schizophrenia from the therapist's
lace and garter oozing from the Shiba, brushwood,
tasting the breath of my psychosis dripping insanity
listening to voices hanging by strings like crickets
calling my name from a cello, numbing my senses,
arousing my clone in the streets of Manga
lace and garter oozing from the Shiba, brushwood,
tasting the breath of my psychosis dripping insanity
listening to voices hanging by strings like crickets
calling my name from a cello, numbing my senses,
arousing my clone in the streets of Manga
#dark
#erotic
30 reads
2 Comments
adagio
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:36pm
Yesterday 9:36pm
Streets of Manga
With a fragrance of schizophrenia from the therapist's
lace and garter oozing from the Shiba, brushwood,
tasting the breath of my psychosis dripping insanity
listening to voices hanging by strings like crickets
calling my name from a cello, numbing my senses,
arousing my clone in the streets of Manga
lace and garter oozing from the Shiba, brushwood,
tasting the breath of my psychosis dripping insanity
listening to voices hanging by strings like crickets
calling my name from a cello, numbing my senses,
arousing my clone in the streets of Manga
#dark
#erotic
30 reads
2 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
All over my 66 year old body are bruises, marks and scars
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark
#despair
#fear
526 reads
3 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
All over my 66 year old body are bruises, marks and scars
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark
#despair
#fear
526 reads
3 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
All over my 66 year old body are bruises, marks and scars
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark
#despair
#fear
526 reads
3 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
All over my 66 year old body are bruises, marks and scars
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark
#despair
#fear
526 reads
3 Comments
Kementic1
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
17th Jun 2021 6:19pm
The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
All over my 66 year old body are bruises, marks and scars
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
the remainder, like ashes from fine famous Cuban Cigars
Souvenirs of life left behind
like faded Polaroids in my mind
But, my anxiety attacks and depression are the real deal
because they reveal-The Scars That Ever Fully Heal
#sadness
#anxiety
#dark
#despair
#fear
526 reads
3 Comments
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
25th Apr 2024 3:49pm
25th Apr 2024 3:49pm
Insignificance
Oblivion is sounding good right now.
I have no good will left for appeal
and only faith in reason anyhow
as it does so much more than zeal,
though zeal gets all of the accolades
because we love a vivacious tale,
games, or cinema, with bullets and blades
when suburban life has gotten stale.
Too drab are the axes X, Y, and Z
unless by artillery to explode
any and all forms of an enemy
well within the range of targeting mode.
And that mode will not recognize zeal
or the...
I have no good will left for appeal
and only faith in reason anyhow
as it does so much more than zeal,
though zeal gets all of the accolades
because we love a vivacious tale,
games, or cinema, with bullets and blades
when suburban life has gotten stale.
Too drab are the axes X, Y, and Z
unless by artillery to explode
any and all forms of an enemy
well within the range of targeting mode.
And that mode will not recognize zeal
or the...
#dark
#despair
#humankind
164 reads
MidnightSonneteer
Poem Published
25th Apr 2024 3:49pm
25th Apr 2024 3:49pm
Insignificance
Oblivion is sounding good right now.
I have no good will left for appeal
and only faith in reason anyhow
as it does so much more than zeal,
though zeal gets all of the accolades
because we love a vivacious tale,
games, or cinema, with bullets and blades
when suburban life has gotten stale.
Too drab are the axes X, Y, and Z
unless by artillery to explode
any and all forms of an enemy
well within the range of targeting mode.
And that mode will not recognize zeal
or the...
I have no good will left for appeal
and only faith in reason anyhow
as it does so much more than zeal,
though zeal gets all of the accolades
because we love a vivacious tale,
games, or cinema, with bullets and blades
when suburban life has gotten stale.
Too drab are the axes X, Y, and Z
unless by artillery to explode
any and all forms of an enemy
well within the range of targeting mode.
And that mode will not recognize zeal
or the...
#dark
#despair
#humankind
164 reads
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