I_IS_ME
Poem Published
Today 7:50am
Today 7:50am
Broken Toys
#dark
#death
#dirty #erotic
#dirty #erotic
46 reads
6 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 6:08pm
30th Dec 2024 6:08pm
Back to Michigan
They say you can't go back...
cause it won't be the same...
be it a job, relationship or a hometown -
unless you return in a box...like my daddy.
The body of my father...a very big man
of 500 lbs...was transported by train...
across the state of Michigan from large city
back to his small town birthplace.
I don't know if the town had changed
in the years Dad had been gone...
as I had never been there before...
he had moved to a bigger city after Vietnam.
The funeral director named off others
with our...
cause it won't be the same...
be it a job, relationship or a hometown -
unless you return in a box...like my daddy.
The body of my father...a very big man
of 500 lbs...was transported by train...
across the state of Michigan from large city
back to his small town birthplace.
I don't know if the town had changed
in the years Dad had been gone...
as I had never been there before...
he had moved to a bigger city after Vietnam.
The funeral director named off others
with our...
#death
#father
#grief #memories
#grief #memories
33 reads
2 Comments
Paulajobi
Paula Jobi
Paula Jobi
Poem Published
18th Dec 2024 9:50am
18th Dec 2024 9:50am
Cigarettes
#death
#evil
#funny
58 reads
4 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 11:02pm
12th Dec 2024 11:02pm
Lady Fancy R.I.P. ( A tribute )
I knew Lori as well anyone knows someone whom they've never met but knew so well..
She was on DUP at the same time I was but we never crossed paths until we did.
Ironically we worked at the same company in the city but did not know each other then.
Had we known each other then we surely would have had drinks downstairs in the bar where everyone went on Friday nights...
That brings us to DUP.
I think she commented on one of my poems and I back and then another and that went on for awhile. Till one day I posted a painting with one of my poems and then it was...
She was on DUP at the same time I was but we never crossed paths until we did.
Ironically we worked at the same company in the city but did not know each other then.
Had we known each other then we surely would have had drinks downstairs in the bar where everyone went on Friday nights...
That brings us to DUP.
I think she commented on one of my poems and I back and then another and that went on for awhile. Till one day I posted a painting with one of my poems and then it was...
#death
#LifeCycle
#sadness
231 reads
35 Comments
Strangeways_Rob
Poem Published
12th Dec 2024 8:41pm
12th Dec 2024 8:41pm
Rest Softly, Lori
In the rain of your eyes,
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed down to the...
Ocean spray bursts up towards heaven
falling back with tears as leaves of a tree.
Love flew out of your mouth in hieroglyphics
like an invitation to a sky wedding
writ on the wrists of kites.
Dawn ghosted,
as a ship’s prow through windows
tangled in curtain rigging
in the way silence enters an empty room
sunrise gallows hang
heavy in your absence.
Tightrope of lips
taut between our secret space
and pavement cracks where rain survives.
Hands prayed down to the...
#death
#faith
#hope #love
#hope #love
169 reads
15 Comments
BlkLyrycE
Poem Published
5th Dec 2024 1:47pm
5th Dec 2024 1:47pm
Grief
I almost forgot that you were gone until I woke up and realized that I was now grown.
Your face, smile, all of your features were there.
I would’ve bet my life on that.
And there I was nothin but a child again racing to give you the biggest hug that I could make.
I would have never imagined that I would be sitting here dumbfounded.
Lead not to our own understanding, those are the words those men wrote in the Bible as they went about their day, reciting potential scriptures that they wanted to include in the Bible.
God doesn’t make any mistakes are the words...
Your face, smile, all of your features were there.
I would’ve bet my life on that.
And there I was nothin but a child again racing to give you the biggest hug that I could make.
I would have never imagined that I would be sitting here dumbfounded.
Lead not to our own understanding, those are the words those men wrote in the Bible as they went about their day, reciting potential scriptures that they wanted to include in the Bible.
God doesn’t make any mistakes are the words...
#death
#grief
#heartbroken #hurt
#heartbroken #hurt
62 reads
0 Comments
Ashriyon
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 6:27pm
4th Dec 2024 6:27pm
In the Shadow of Stars
When I looked up at the endless night,
Stars twinkled like secrets whispered low,
I asked the heavens, “Where’s the light?
If God is real, where did you go?”
In my heart a storm was brewing,
A tempest of love turned bitter and wild,
For in those dark moments I felt so alone,
With blood on my hands and a heart defiled.
You were my anchor; you were my grace,
But addiction wrapped you in chains of despair,
Each promise made now lost in the space—
Where laughter once danced hangs silence and air. ...
Stars twinkled like secrets whispered low,
I asked the heavens, “Where’s the light?
If God is real, where did you go?”
In my heart a storm was brewing,
A tempest of love turned bitter and wild,
For in those dark moments I felt so alone,
With blood on my hands and a heart defiled.
You were my anchor; you were my grace,
But addiction wrapped you in chains of despair,
Each promise made now lost in the space—
Where laughter once danced hangs silence and air. ...
#childhood
#death
#LookingForLove
#memories
#separation
113 reads
0 Comments
LostViking
Lost Viking
Lost Viking
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 4:08pm
4th Dec 2024 4:08pm
Ode to My Older Love
I stand alone, gazing upon the stillness that was once the example of vitality. You, my beloved, who danced through life with the elegance of autumn leaves caught in a gentle breeze, now lie in death, the melodies of your laughter silenced
We were an unlikely pair, separated by some 22 years, but you gave me one magical year. To the world, our love was a puzzle, pieces from different sets that should not fit, yet in your embrace, I found pleasures deeper than I’d ever known. When we made love, I was transported to a better place and one I longed to return to often.
...
We were an unlikely pair, separated by some 22 years, but you gave me one magical year. To the world, our love was a puzzle, pieces from different sets that should not fit, yet in your embrace, I found pleasures deeper than I’d ever known. When we made love, I was transported to a better place and one I longed to return to often.
...
#aging
#death
#love #lust
#love #lust
130 reads
1 Comment
olliec
Oliver Cocks
Oliver Cocks
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 4:47am
3rd Dec 2024 4:47am
Tony's Horror
On the day of horror,
Tony was teaching at MIT.
“Can anyone tell me the answer?
No? How astonishing!
Will any of you ever do any work?”
Tony said to his first years
(well, tried not to shout-
they should have done it).
They gaped at him, mostly.
Some scowled.
A couple looked away.
“You don’t get a Fields Medal
from doing nothing.
If you want to achieve what I have,
you’ll need to work.
Not play online chess.
Looking at you, Tia.”
Tia frowned, closed her...
Tony was teaching at MIT.
“Can anyone tell me the answer?
No? How astonishing!
Will any of you ever do any work?”
Tony said to his first years
(well, tried not to shout-
they should have done it).
They gaped at him, mostly.
Some scowled.
A couple looked away.
“You don’t get a Fields Medal
from doing nothing.
If you want to achieve what I have,
you’ll need to work.
Not play online chess.
Looking at you, Tia.”
Tia frowned, closed her...
#dark
#death
#family
#love
#sadness
71 reads
0 Comments
gracemarie
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 12:44pm
27th Nov 2024 12:44pm
A better place
The world would be a better place
if I wasn't around
I try to bring others up
but all I do is bring them down
My tongue is bitter
Poisoned by pain
I feel like it would be better if I never spoke again
I try to heal the broken hearted
by showing them I care
the fear sets in and suddenly
I can't stand to be there
It's too many deep emotions
Something I can't stand
So when the people I care about need me most
I let go of their hand
I stand back and watch them drown
Because my ability to feel deep...
if I wasn't around
I try to bring others up
but all I do is bring them down
My tongue is bitter
Poisoned by pain
I feel like it would be better if I never spoke again
I try to heal the broken hearted
by showing them I care
the fear sets in and suddenly
I can't stand to be there
It's too many deep emotions
Something I can't stand
So when the people I care about need me most
I let go of their hand
I stand back and watch them drown
Because my ability to feel deep...
#death
#depression
#emotional
#love
#suicide
157 reads
3 Comments
Kou_Indigo
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 9:14pm
24th Nov 2024 9:14pm
Faithful Alice: A Lyrical Ghost Story and True Tragedy
- Faithful Alice: A Lyrical Ghost Story and True Tragedy -
What is a blessing, when so many tragedies hath befallen,
Leaving a soul to believe that they walk eternally accursed...
Cleaved from Paradise's light, to walk in places of darkness?
Loving, lusting, craving, bleeding, dying, and still returning! Sin.
The chaos of this world multiplies, until it is well swollen,
Pregnant with horror, until the very earth hath become bled...
And the innocent scream, in equal parts fear and also distress.
If I hath become Hell, then I walk alive yet burning....
What is a blessing, when so many tragedies hath befallen,
Leaving a soul to believe that they walk eternally accursed...
Cleaved from Paradise's light, to walk in places of darkness?
Loving, lusting, craving, bleeding, dying, and still returning! Sin.
The chaos of this world multiplies, until it is well swollen,
Pregnant with horror, until the very earth hath become bled...
And the innocent scream, in equal parts fear and also distress.
If I hath become Hell, then I walk alive yet burning....
#anger
#death
#ghosts
#grief
#love
59 reads
0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
23rd Nov 2024 9:03am
23rd Nov 2024 9:03am
Have You Seen My Wife ? - a true story
Have you seen my wife?
the creaking floors, the hollow walls,
the garden where he planted beer cans
that bloom without joy.
She was the spark in his life once,
or so he thought
a face a caramel tart,
a voice like honey,
a promise dressed in silk.
But promises break,
don’t they?
Their house became a carnival,
not of laughter but of strangers.
Friends from overseas filled the guest rooms,
toasting her beauty,
praising the home he built.
Their cheers drowned the whispers
he refused...
the creaking floors, the hollow walls,
the garden where he planted beer cans
that bloom without joy.
She was the spark in his life once,
or so he thought
a face a caramel tart,
a voice like honey,
a promise dressed in silk.
But promises break,
don’t they?
Their house became a carnival,
not of laughter but of strangers.
Friends from overseas filled the guest rooms,
toasting her beauty,
praising the home he built.
Their cheers drowned the whispers
he refused...
#betrayal
#death
#deception
#lies
#TruthOfLife
58 reads
1 Comment
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