EdibleWords
Poem Published
Today 2:29am
Today 2:29am
Eulogy for Hope
Hope, a beautiful creature
Loved and relied upon
Long lived the great Phoenix
and brutally, violently died
perfect death of a martyr
I wait for the hatchling
among the mass
of your ashes,
while love eternal
lights your fire
and lifts
you again
Loved and relied upon
Long lived the great Phoenix
and brutally, violently died
perfect death of a martyr
I wait for the hatchling
among the mass
of your ashes,
while love eternal
lights your fire
and lifts
you again
#hope
#death
#LifeCycle
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EdibleWords
Poem Published
Yesterday 9:23pm
Yesterday 9:23pm
Scorched Earth Day
Black and crunching
beneath my feet
I speak to charred blood puddles
and what once was bone
At the grey sky
scarred with tar fires
I speak to the restless
Spirit-children
of a countless number of failed lives
I seek a nurse
for my sick child soldier
But between predators
and their prey
No one can hear
my pleas to rescue
The champions
of our battles
Does that mean
there are no survivors?
beneath my feet
I speak to charred blood puddles
and what once was bone
At the grey sky
scarred with tar fires
I speak to the restless
Spirit-children
of a countless number of failed lives
I seek a nurse
for my sick child soldier
But between predators
and their prey
No one can hear
my pleas to rescue
The champions
of our battles
Does that mean
there are no survivors?
#anxiety
#hope
#death
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Depressingpoetry
Poem Published
Yesterday 4:01am
Yesterday 4:01am
She took her own life
She took her own life because nobody cared,
When she needed a friend no one was there,
A perfectly planned suicide,
Blood on her pillow where she used to lie,
As her heart began to break,
Everyone around her became fake,
She took her own life for reasons unknown,
I know just how it feels to be alone,
Even with medication,
Death was her permanent vacation,
She took her own life it was all she could do, to stop her nightmares from coming true,
She prayed for death and it finally came,
On her casket it rains and rains,...
When she needed a friend no one was there,
A perfectly planned suicide,
Blood on her pillow where she used to lie,
As her heart began to break,
Everyone around her became fake,
She took her own life for reasons unknown,
I know just how it feels to be alone,
Even with medication,
Death was her permanent vacation,
She took her own life it was all she could do, to stop her nightmares from coming true,
She prayed for death and it finally came,
On her casket it rains and rains,...
#death
#suicide
#suffering
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Razzerleaf
Poem Published
12th Nov 2019 6:33pm
12th Nov 2019 6:33pm
Slow news day
The first to leave the room
were your cats,
followed by a stench
breaching the doorway,
snarling across my face,
the heat only made things worse.
I turned off the breakfast show
and placed a cushion over the scars,
leaving the remote in your grip,
just pressing the button
without touching flesh.
I didn't want to feel the cold.
Two lots of Saturday papers
missed their morning coffee
and completed crosswords.
Then on Wednesday
you were headline news.
'Blood on her shoes'
the pets had slept at...
were your cats,
followed by a stench
breaching the doorway,
snarling across my face,
the heat only made things worse.
I turned off the breakfast show
and placed a cushion over the scars,
leaving the remote in your grip,
just pressing the button
without touching flesh.
I didn't want to feel the cold.
Two lots of Saturday papers
missed their morning coffee
and completed crosswords.
Then on Wednesday
you were headline news.
'Blood on her shoes'
the pets had slept at...
#death
#cats
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Thetravelingfairy
Poem Published
12th Nov 2019 6:02pm
12th Nov 2019 6:02pm
Home is Where my Body Sleeps
remembering you felt like a dream
the way you held me beneath the pale moonlight
how it beamed on your winter blues
it was enchanting
home was how you looked at me
through windows and pictures and writing
i never thought you’d close me away
with heavy curtains
burn every polaroid
and tear journal entries
I’m slaughtered inside
four walls that we shared
home was my refuge
when you lived there
bricks keep it in
let my heart hide
ring my doorbell
nothing’s inside
i am...
the way you held me beneath the pale moonlight
how it beamed on your winter blues
it was enchanting
home was how you looked at me
through windows and pictures and writing
i never thought you’d close me away
with heavy curtains
burn every polaroid
and tear journal entries
I’m slaughtered inside
four walls that we shared
home was my refuge
when you lived there
bricks keep it in
let my heart hide
ring my doorbell
nothing’s inside
i am...
#dark
#heartbroken
#death
#home
#tragedy
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HowlingWhelms
Noire
Noire
Poem Published
12th Nov 2019 4:13am
12th Nov 2019 4:13am
because all the beautiful thing are disappearing...
ii.v
searching for
bleeding
stars to cleanse
me
for every dress
owned, is
covered
..in death
and metaphors
im emotionally
unscroll'd
iIi
cheek pressed
against cold
glass
my breaths
seems to
conjure
nothing to life
only fogg;d
elliptical white
pages
si..
eye peer and
feel far too
deep
and i hate
the textures
..thusly
even more
so when it all ...
searching for
bleeding
stars to cleanse
me
for every dress
owned, is
covered
..in death
and metaphors
im emotionally
unscroll'd
iIi
cheek pressed
against cold
glass
my breaths
seems to
conjure
nothing to life
only fogg;d
elliptical white
pages
si..
eye peer and
feel far too
deep
and i hate
the textures
..thusly
even more
so when it all ...
#heartbroken
#death
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BabydoII
Itty Bitty
Itty Bitty
Poem Published
12th Nov 2019 00:08am
12th Nov 2019 00:08am
Sharing Space.
Water running in the tub
He must have turned it on
Mazzy Star playing distantly
I look down where black spawns
On my hands
On my thighs
Eating my torso
Covering my eyes
If this is his sorry for not being there today
It is a nice one
The first tear appears on my face
Finally
After holding a sister
Watching a mother
A family break
... I felt I couldn't break
He stepped out from the shadows
A cautious approach
But my knees were getting weak
I finally broke
I...
He must have turned it on
Mazzy Star playing distantly
I look down where black spawns
On my hands
On my thighs
Eating my torso
Covering my eyes
If this is his sorry for not being there today
It is a nice one
The first tear appears on my face
Finally
After holding a sister
Watching a mother
A family break
... I felt I couldn't break
He stepped out from the shadows
A cautious approach
But my knees were getting weak
I finally broke
I...
#sadness
#love
#dark
#death
#gratitude
27 reads
6 Comments
Kiddiegrinder
Michael J
Michael J
Poem Published
11th Nov 2019 6:50pm
11th Nov 2019 6:50pm
2nd place.
She can't get it together, so they got back together. Let the heartache begin. I'm waiting for the sobs to to spill from the other line.
Of course we only last a couple of months before I'm in my room planing and plotting. I'm ready to put a end to this game.
She can't hear me pulling up, her car all alone in the driveway like me in bed when I wake up, Hoping she won't wake up as I Jimmy the lock and slip inside.
In the living room making my way to the kitchen. Knife in hand a picture of us in the other. Shred it as I shed my clothes and creep to her room. ...
Of course we only last a couple of months before I'm in my room planing and plotting. I'm ready to put a end to this game.
She can't hear me pulling up, her car all alone in the driveway like me in bed when I wake up, Hoping she won't wake up as I Jimmy the lock and slip inside.
In the living room making my way to the kitchen. Knife in hand a picture of us in the other. Shred it as I shed my clothes and creep to her room. ...
#love
#death
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Kiddiegrinder
Michael J
Michael J
Poem Published
11th Nov 2019 6:09pm
11th Nov 2019 6:09pm
So long scum.
I want the sun to die.
I want this day to come to a bitter end.
I want to drown in a river of blood and piss.
I want to kill you all.
The sun is too bright.
The days are too long.
The blood is to foul, the piss too fresh.
Your all bad Apple's.
This is the end.
This is my way out.
This is the storm cloud long forgotten.
This is good bye.
Your all fucked.
I want this day to come to a bitter end.
I want to drown in a river of blood and piss.
I want to kill you all.
The sun is too bright.
The days are too long.
The blood is to foul, the piss too fresh.
Your all bad Apple's.
This is the end.
This is my way out.
This is the storm cloud long forgotten.
This is good bye.
Your all fucked.
#dark
#death
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Queen_of_darkness
Poem Published
11th Nov 2019 3:35pm
11th Nov 2019 3:35pm
footsteps
our footprint in the sand
we walk for miles and miles
people look at us like we're bad
but each step we take is toward good
our laughs empty into thin air
fringer prints disappear
skin cells go away
but the steps we take forever stay
a canvas that holds our path
one movement to the next
each word gone just like that
but our not our footsteps
our voices forgotten
our handwriting erased
our smiles captured
our hopes taken to the grave
but our footsteps forever stay
each one marking us...
we walk for miles and miles
people look at us like we're bad
but each step we take is toward good
our laughs empty into thin air
fringer prints disappear
skin cells go away
but the steps we take forever stay
a canvas that holds our path
one movement to the next
each word gone just like that
but our not our footsteps
our voices forgotten
our handwriting erased
our smiles captured
our hopes taken to the grave
but our footsteps forever stay
each one marking us...
#love
#grief
#death
#memories
#IMissYou
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_boybrains
Poem Published
11th Nov 2019 2:38pm
11th Nov 2019 2:38pm
14/25
it’s a strange thought
how time has carried
on, but a pair of blue
eyes, blonde locks &
a honey coated laugh
has been frozen in a
moment—
forever.
how time has carried
on, but a pair of blue
eyes, blonde locks &
a honey coated laugh
has been frozen in a
moment—
forever.
#friendship
#death
#confessional #minimalist
#confessional #minimalist
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Unredeemed
Vickie
Vickie
Poem Published
11th Nov 2019 2:17pm
11th Nov 2019 2:17pm
Justin Dakota Wright
What this loss feels like:
A punch in the gut, the kind that takes the wind out of you. A sate of confusion and disbelief. Moments of panic, and then complete dread. A whole day of avoiding conversations, and eye contact for fear of breaking down. Two sleepless nights and counting. A broken heart and a new reality.
What I took for granted:
That this could ever happen. The life of someone I love. Keepsakes and memories, I could have cherished forever. The smile and charm of a young man who had more potential then he ever knew.
Things I now regret: ...
A punch in the gut, the kind that takes the wind out of you. A sate of confusion and disbelief. Moments of panic, and then complete dread. A whole day of avoiding conversations, and eye contact for fear of breaking down. Two sleepless nights and counting. A broken heart and a new reality.
What I took for granted:
That this could ever happen. The life of someone I love. Keepsakes and memories, I could have cherished forever. The smile and charm of a young man who had more potential then he ever knew.
Things I now regret: ...
#heartbroken
#death
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