SLYMBEKQUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
BLAZE-QUEEN
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 10:58am
17th Jan 2025 10:58am
LEILA OH LEILA
#anger
#childhood
#dating
#death
#motherhood
36 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 10:43am
17th Jan 2025 10:43am
It Still Isn't You
Your disease brought me closer to a decision
i know now who my true love is
It still isn't you!
While your laying there, let me introduce you to my true love
Here she is
Look at her
Young, spry and gorgeous
You use to be special many many years ago
Now your laying here, given a few weeks to live
You did nothing all your life to help yourself
You should have given me my divorce when you still had the energy, years ago
You can't even lift your head up
See you at your funeral
i know now who my true love is
It still isn't you!
While your laying there, let me introduce you to my true love
Here she is
Look at her
Young, spry and gorgeous
You use to be special many many years ago
Now your laying here, given a few weeks to live
You did nothing all your life to help yourself
You should have given me my divorce when you still had the energy, years ago
You can't even lift your head up
See you at your funeral
#death
#funeral
#girlfriend #marriage
#girlfriend #marriage
74 reads
4 Comments
TimWombles
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 9:10am
17th Jan 2025 9:10am
The Ticking Clock
As I grow older, time passes by
Seems like day after day
I lose another friend I've known
Everyone passes away
But I'm still hanging on
Sometimes I have to ask why?
I can't describe the pain
Or the emptiness I feel inside
Time isn't kind to anyone
So it seems to me
We're all forgotten in the end
Lost to posterity
Whether we rot in the ground
Or go ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Even the strongest metals
Decay and turn to rust
~Chorus~
Where do we go when we pass
There's only one...
Seems like day after day
I lose another friend I've known
Everyone passes away
But I'm still hanging on
Sometimes I have to ask why?
I can't describe the pain
Or the emptiness I feel inside
Time isn't kind to anyone
So it seems to me
We're all forgotten in the end
Lost to posterity
Whether we rot in the ground
Or go ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Even the strongest metals
Decay and turn to rust
~Chorus~
Where do we go when we pass
There's only one...
#death
#LifeCycle
33 reads
0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
17th Jan 2025 00:16am
17th Jan 2025 00:16am
obituary
died peacefully at home
in his sleep surrounded
by his family and friends
who no doubt killed him
in his sleep surrounded
by his family and friends
who no doubt killed him
#death
64 reads
5 Comments
Gorotika
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 10:03pm
16th Jan 2025 10:03pm
Apologies K2 and R0
One skinny bitch two, three and then four
Why not a cola with rum roo?
Im just having fun
Oh what a delight
K2 and R0 buying each coctail i drink
Two shots of fireball, one more bottle of beer
My train time is moving closer i fear.
Good thing my man brought me more booze
A liter of beer and a little bit of liquor
How much more could she drink?
Its 6:30 AM my mom's got work
By the time she gets to the pisser,
the door is locked
"How much longer you fucking...
Why not a cola with rum roo?
Im just having fun
Oh what a delight
K2 and R0 buying each coctail i drink
Two shots of fireball, one more bottle of beer
My train time is moving closer i fear.
Good thing my man brought me more booze
A liter of beer and a little bit of liquor
How much more could she drink?
Its 6:30 AM my mom's got work
By the time she gets to the pisser,
the door is locked
"How much longer you fucking...
#addiction
#alcohol
#dark
#death
#despair
71 reads
5 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
16th Jan 2025 7:02pm
16th Jan 2025 7:02pm
~sleep mode
sleep mode
..
but where is it
when pain had seeped in
..in the continuous mumblings
of immobilised desperations
those indistinct murmurs
pitch a sudden high
as unbelievably
peaking lucidities
glowering as angered
red sparking embers
in their many pointed shout outs
of a deadening pace.. wrapped
up shockingly.. with low
alternating troughs.. of
as if an enacted thorough
begging.. with some
quick silvered dark twist
of frightening frustrations, in
a busted...
..
but where is it
when pain had seeped in
..in the continuous mumblings
of immobilised desperations
those indistinct murmurs
pitch a sudden high
as unbelievably
peaking lucidities
glowering as angered
red sparking embers
in their many pointed shout outs
of a deadening pace.. wrapped
up shockingly.. with low
alternating troughs.. of
as if an enacted thorough
begging.. with some
quick silvered dark twist
of frightening frustrations, in
a busted...
#death
#hurt
#night
#sadness
#sleep
135 reads
3 Comments
summultima
uma
uma
Poem Published
14th Jan 2025 6:39am
14th Jan 2025 6:39am
~convoluted dark depths:: the swallowing gallows
rusted nibs
of this bloodied
pen.. breaks in that
decisive split second..
(a
ray of hope dawns
from it’s parted away
abrupt clucking splits
.. as an umbilical
home connect..
yet gotten cut off
for that lighted
chapter .. if not an
illumine.. )
..s e n t e n c e d
.
are only those
the so - system’s
scapegoats.. those
from their pleading
eyes of innocence..
breaks free..
from
the mindlessly
let loose volatility ...
of this bloodied
pen.. breaks in that
decisive split second..
(a
ray of hope dawns
from it’s parted away
abrupt clucking splits
.. as an umbilical
home connect..
yet gotten cut off
for that lighted
chapter .. if not an
illumine.. )
..s e n t e n c e d
.
are only those
the so - system’s
scapegoats.. those
from their pleading
eyes of innocence..
breaks free..
from
the mindlessly
let loose volatility ...
#conflict
#corruption
#death
#prison
#rebellion
144 reads
5 Comments
ThePalestRider
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 8:40pm
13th Jan 2025 8:40pm
In The Cloisters
Dusty highways and forsaken roads
I’ve gone to the devil's home
To tread the path where evil once rode
Forty shells and His word in tome
A break-action adorned in martyr’s bone
Ghost towns still bear the stains of blood
Where the wind whispers in a hollow tone
Carrying rot over the road’s dried mud
Step and approach the warped birch
The stench of corruption thick in the air
Carrion of sin eating at the inverted church
Salvation picked apart upon an altar of despair
...
I’ve gone to the devil's home
To tread the path where evil once rode
Forty shells and His word in tome
A break-action adorned in martyr’s bone
Ghost towns still bear the stains of blood
Where the wind whispers in a hollow tone
Carrying rot over the road’s dried mud
Step and approach the warped birch
The stench of corruption thick in the air
Carrion of sin eating at the inverted church
Salvation picked apart upon an altar of despair
...
#dark
#death
#evil
#ghosts
#religion
72 reads
0 Comments
Gorotika
Poem Published
13th Jan 2025 1:36am
13th Jan 2025 1:36am
Expiration date
#dark
#death
#depression
#despair
#suicide
69 reads
2 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 6:57am
12th Jan 2025 6:57am
It’s Okay
We all die and it’s okay
It’s okay it’s okay
To be afraid..to be afraid
But we all die and it’s okay
We can’t get away
From our own destiny
Maybe there’s some tall grass
In the garden of Eden
When we die
We’ll live for eternity
Not much of a Bible man
But I’m starting to believe
It can’t be for nothing
Why we’re still standing
Maybe there is some tall green grass
In the garden of Eden
Maybe there is some tall green grass
Leading us to heaven
When we die ...
It’s okay it’s okay
To be afraid..to be afraid
But we all die and it’s okay
We can’t get away
From our own destiny
Maybe there’s some tall grass
In the garden of Eden
When we die
We’ll live for eternity
Not much of a Bible man
But I’m starting to believe
It can’t be for nothing
Why we’re still standing
Maybe there is some tall green grass
In the garden of Eden
Maybe there is some tall green grass
Leading us to heaven
When we die ...
#death
#heaven
#rebirth
#redemption
#spiritual
64 reads
0 Comments
Mars_August
Mars August
Mars August
Poem Published
12th Jan 2025 1:39am
12th Jan 2025 1:39am
This Is A Sad Poem
The first time I tried to kill myself I had dumped half of the contents of a Mr.Bubbles bottle into the tub, making an iridescent and bubble gum scented grave for myself.
I dunked my head underwater for the next hour or so and continuously tried to drown to no avail.
I couldn’t get past the annoying survival instinct to come up for air when I started to panic.
I tell my therapist this as though I was telling her about dressing my dolls or playing a game with my cousins. She furrows her brow and frowns the way people do when they don’t get my dead parent jokes. I...
I dunked my head underwater for the next hour or so and continuously tried to drown to no avail.
I couldn’t get past the annoying survival instinct to come up for air when I started to panic.
I tell my therapist this as though I was telling her about dressing my dolls or playing a game with my cousins. She furrows her brow and frowns the way people do when they don’t get my dead parent jokes. I...
#death
#grief
#hope #sadness
#hope #sadness
116 reads
4 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 6:57pm
11th Jan 2025 6:57pm
The Poison Bride
When the famous poetess passed out in her mashed potatoes on Christmas Eve, 1978, her husband rolled his eyes and her two children carried on glumly chewing. It was a semi-regular performance, the passing out act. George wondered how he'd ended up marrying the silly bitch.
Once on a literary tour, they'd been besieged by girls who seemed to regard him with envy for having such unfettered access to their mentally unstable idol. He'd happily switch places with any of them, or the middle-aged sad-sack men who worried at her ankles at luncheons. Two years ago, she'd had a brief...
Once on a literary tour, they'd been besieged by girls who seemed to regard him with envy for having such unfettered access to their mentally unstable idol. He'd happily switch places with any of them, or the middle-aged sad-sack men who worried at her ankles at luncheons. Two years ago, she'd had a brief...
#death
#marriage
#ShortStory #violence
#ShortStory #violence
53 reads
3 Comments
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