BigBlackCherry
Poem Published
Today 7:41am
Today 7:41am
Loser
I am a loser
i know it, now
i want to quit before starting
Don't follow me
I am on a lonely road
in the middle of a cold desert
the sun is setting
painting the mountains red
I will walk into the darkness
and be one with the sand,
the grey sand
the shade i never liked
i know it, now
i want to quit before starting
Don't follow me
I am on a lonely road
in the middle of a cold desert
the sun is setting
painting the mountains red
I will walk into the darkness
and be one with the sand,
the grey sand
the shade i never liked
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#depression
#sadness
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bbch0n
Poem Published
Yesterday 12:29pm
Yesterday 12:29pm
Pair of socks
As I sit here in front of you tonight
I wonder why you left without saying goodbye
Wondering how fast
In a blink of an eye, you’re gone.
There are so many things
I want to share with you
So many words
Left unsaid.
Rest now my lovely sister
I wish in heaven
There’s plenty of chocolates,
And unlimited cakes.
Coz I know
How much
You are
Addicted to sweets.
Don’t worry about us
Don’t worry about Mama and Paps
Don’t worry…
We are very much ok.
You’ll always be ...
I wonder why you left without saying goodbye
Wondering how fast
In a blink of an eye, you’re gone.
There are so many things
I want to share with you
So many words
Left unsaid.
Rest now my lovely sister
I wish in heaven
There’s plenty of chocolates,
And unlimited cakes.
Coz I know
How much
You are
Addicted to sweets.
Don’t worry about us
Don’t worry about Mama and Paps
Don’t worry…
We are very much ok.
You’ll always be ...
#death
#grief
#memorial
#memories
#sister
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Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 9:24pm
27th Jan 2025 9:24pm
TAG, YOU'RE IT! (collaboration with Lilliputian)
They played a fierce game of tag all of their lives
From as far back to childhood through to their later years in life
Tag you're it
Now, tag you're it!
The game was harmless, but both were eager to tag the other throughout their lives
Even when they were married & had families, the game went on
One of them fell ill a few years back
Even so, wheelchair bound and sick, he would tag his friend gleefully, like he did for over 70 years
His friend was saddened but thought he'd bounce back
He never did
While in the hospital on his deathbed, he...
From as far back to childhood through to their later years in life
Tag you're it
Now, tag you're it!
The game was harmless, but both were eager to tag the other throughout their lives
Even when they were married & had families, the game went on
One of them fell ill a few years back
Even so, wheelchair bound and sick, he would tag his friend gleefully, like he did for over 70 years
His friend was saddened but thought he'd bounce back
He never did
While in the hospital on his deathbed, he...
#dark
#death
#friendship
#ghosts
#ShortStory
51 reads
12 Comments
backdeckbenny
Poem Published
27th Jan 2025 5:25am
27th Jan 2025 5:25am
She's gone
It was cold, very very cold.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
I went for a walk with misery in one pocket.
In the other, my dead wife's golden locket.
How confused I felt
holding sunlight in one hand
and darkness in the other.
Onwards I walked.
Fists clenched against the truth or the cold or both.
" It will do you good " they said.
But it didn't
for I wished that I was dead.
But I wasn't
I had a life to live instead.
#death
#love
#sadness #uplifting
#sadness #uplifting
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2 Comments
BatPowers
Bat Powers
Bat Powers
Bumped 27th Jan 2025 00:38am
1st Apr 2023 3:26pm
1st Apr 2023 3:26pm
Drag Queens and Blue Eyed Jesus
Here we are banning books about Rosa Parks
while the Pastor dresses in drag on Sunday
spewing a sermon of love that sounds more like hate
then goes home to berate his wife and children
but that's o.k. he asked for forgiveness
so next Sunday he'll expose the evils of bourbon
white Jesus with his flowing locks and blue eyes
carrying all his divine interventions
can't seem to rise above it all ...
while the Pastor dresses in drag on Sunday
spewing a sermon of love that sounds more like hate
then goes home to berate his wife and children
but that's o.k. he asked for forgiveness
so next Sunday he'll expose the evils of bourbon
white Jesus with his flowing locks and blue eyes
carrying all his divine interventions
can't seem to rise above it all ...
#anger
#death
#religion #hypocrisy
#religion #hypocrisy
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7 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Bumped 26th Jan 2025 6:06pm
23rd Dec 2024 1:02am
23rd Dec 2024 1:02am
Loving You.
You were so supposed to love me...
so many times you tried to kill me.
And you passed my sex around.
Momma - I will never understand.
All I ever wanted was to be loved!
You passed away. Your whole family...
thought you were faking even as you took
your final breath - I wish I could have...
...kept you safe from death!!!
I never stopped loving you!
So many unanswered questions...
keep me awake at night.
You'd been through it first -
how could you do that all to me?
All I ever...
so many times you tried to kill me.
And you passed my sex around.
Momma - I will never understand.
All I ever wanted was to be loved!
You passed away. Your whole family...
thought you were faking even as you took
your final breath - I wish I could have...
...kept you safe from death!!!
I never stopped loving you!
So many unanswered questions...
keep me awake at night.
You'd been through it first -
how could you do that all to me?
All I ever...
#abuse
#death
#love
#memories
#mother
112 reads
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skymikan
Poem Published
26th Jan 2025 4:01pm
26th Jan 2025 4:01pm
I'm Dead?
Why has no one ever
told me that I’m dead?
I’m lurking in the dark,
lying on this hospital bed.
My face is all white,
from all this medicine,
in this twisted horror,
is this all I’ve ever been?
Why has no one ever
told me that I’m dead?
I cross the knife,
into my wrist, blood red.
My future is dark,
I can’t escape this,
I know you don’t mean it,
but I won’t be missed.
They always looked at me,
eyes cast down low,
brought me flowers,
with the people in tow.
I’ve...
told me that I’m dead?
I’m lurking in the dark,
lying on this hospital bed.
My face is all white,
from all this medicine,
in this twisted horror,
is this all I’ve ever been?
Why has no one ever
told me that I’m dead?
I cross the knife,
into my wrist, blood red.
My future is dark,
I can’t escape this,
I know you don’t mean it,
but I won’t be missed.
They always looked at me,
eyes cast down low,
brought me flowers,
with the people in tow.
I’ve...
#dark
#death
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1 Comment
adagio
Poem Published
25th Jan 2025 6:51am
25th Jan 2025 6:51am
Too Old to Ferry
Haberdasher of the souls
inked in chill too old to ferry
now sold to the highest bidder
"one dollar bid, will ya give me three?"
as dark as the spit from pole to shoals
hung by the fate of parchment's scrolls
and crumbling bones apprentices wear
tighter than a whore's chastity belt
inked in chill too old to ferry
"one dollar bid, will ya give me three?"
inked in chill too old to ferry
now sold to the highest bidder
"one dollar bid, will ya give me three?"
as dark as the spit from pole to shoals
hung by the fate of parchment's scrolls
and crumbling bones apprentices wear
tighter than a whore's chastity belt
inked in chill too old to ferry
"one dollar bid, will ya give me three?"
#dark
#death
84 reads
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adagio
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 11:04pm
23rd Jan 2025 11:04pm
It's Over - with Crimsin
When it's over and the nails are as dark
as my mind's tongue-in-cheek impaling my
insanity from the deep sarcophagus-caked
with piss and clay surrounding the nemesis
of self when it's over
my shit will reek and you will blanch
from the stench placing my putrid soul in the grave
you won't be able to bury me deep enough to escape
the horror of the moment will follow you everywhere
lingering on the air the sweet smell of death
as my mind's tongue-in-cheek impaling my
insanity from the deep sarcophagus-caked
with piss and clay surrounding the nemesis
of self when it's over
my shit will reek and you will blanch
from the stench placing my putrid soul in the grave
you won't be able to bury me deep enough to escape
the horror of the moment will follow you everywhere
lingering on the air the sweet smell of death
#collaboration
#dark
#death
95 reads
2 Comments
Gorotika
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
23rd Jan 2025 00:45am
Farewell
I was born through misery,
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
and raised with pain.
The life they gave me was always filled with vain…
Forgive me my dear, for me wanting to disappear,
everything is going downhill, I can't handle the despair.
This life is too much for me.
But please trust me my dear, I'm now free from despair
Please excuse the blood my dear.
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
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moon_bather
Poem Published
22nd Jan 2025 3:56am
22nd Jan 2025 3:56am
Existential Crisis
What happens
With these piles of paper
Once I meet
The Grim Reaper?
With these piles of paper
Once I meet
The Grim Reaper?
#dark
#death
#despair
#LifeAsAWriter
#LifeCycle
63 reads
3 Comments
Her
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 9:14pm
21st Jan 2025 9:14pm
Your Place of Peace
When night falls
When your breath stills
When your last memory of me isn’t the shadow you see
The place I hold for you in my heart
Will still be waiting for you
When your breath stills
When your last memory of me isn’t the shadow you see
The place I hold for you in my heart
Will still be waiting for you
#abuse
#death
#forgiveness #mother
#forgiveness #mother
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