Honoria
Poem Published
16th Dec 2024 3:33am
16th Dec 2024 3:33am
My Grief, Mine Alone
I want desperately
to write about you
To tell the world
how wonderful you were
and how lucky,
anyone who had the
Privilege
of knowing you,
would be
My thoughts…
won’t settle down
and let me
pen my feelings
I’m too afraid
if I do the flood gates
holding back my tears
will tear loose their hinges
and the tsunami of grief
will drown my soul
to write about you
To tell the world
how wonderful you were
and how lucky,
anyone who had the
Privilege
of knowing you,
would be
My thoughts…
won’t settle down
and let me
pen my feelings
I’m too afraid
if I do the flood gates
holding back my tears
will tear loose their hinges
and the tsunami of grief
will drown my soul
#death
#grief
255 reads
30 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
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
17th Dec 2024 11:16am
17th Dec 2024 11:16am
Not Even A Memory
The tongues of fire
In bones and dust
An empire rotting
Bent steel and rust
The fall of kingdoms
Cold march of time
The age of reason
Still wonders why
Smoke and ashes…
I’ve seen the future in ashes
The world eaten by the sun
Watched my family turn to dust
Where the rivers used to run
I’ve seen the end of history
The world is just a dream
Passing through the dark of time
No matter how I scream
Not even a memory…
In bones and dust
An empire rotting
Bent steel and rust
The fall of kingdoms
Cold march of time
The age of reason
Still wonders why
Smoke and ashes…
I’ve seen the future in ashes
The world eaten by the sun
Watched my family turn to dust
Where the rivers used to run
I’ve seen the end of history
The world is just a dream
Passing through the dark of time
No matter how I scream
Not even a memory…
#dark
#death
#despair
#sadness
#war
104 reads
14 Comments
Naajir
Poem Published
7th Dec 2024 9:38pm
7th Dec 2024 9:38pm
Mood Swing #24...Off The Cuff {Resurrected}
there is a languishing Serpent
throbbing non-stop deep inside the Fabled halls of me
craving to taste the texture of Air
the moisture of Earth
give me Her...
gift me Her cries...Her sighs....
crack open Her thighs
inject my Y's between her Rhyme and Reasons
be the interlude mixt Her Seasons
fill Her with Belonging
while long-stroking Her Imagination
from the back...deeply packed
on top...keep Her cumming...
throbbing non-stop deep inside the Fabled halls of me
craving to taste the texture of Air
the moisture of Earth
give me Her...
gift me Her cries...Her sighs....
crack open Her thighs
inject my Y's between her Rhyme and Reasons
be the interlude mixt Her Seasons
fill Her with Belonging
while long-stroking Her Imagination
from the back...deeply packed
on top...keep Her cumming...
#erotic
#historical
#lover
#death
#dark
309 reads
5 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
27th Dec 2024 12:19pm
27th Dec 2024 12:19pm
In Death's Shoes
Everything has meaning
Everything is meaningful
Everything is meaningless
Everything is mean
It all makes sense
It's all bullshit
Death fucks love in the neck
Death makes me see the end
At the beginning of everything
Death makes me want to sleep
Death is a relief
Death is a release
Death is my master and inspiration
A good boss
A good reason to live
A great reason to die
Death is the only thing I know
That doesn't need an excuse
Death doesn't lie
Death is an equal opportunity destroyer
Carpe...
Everything is meaningful
Everything is meaningless
Everything is mean
It all makes sense
It's all bullshit
Death fucks love in the neck
Death makes me see the end
At the beginning of everything
Death makes me want to sleep
Death is a relief
Death is a release
Death is my master and inspiration
A good boss
A good reason to live
A great reason to die
Death is the only thing I know
That doesn't need an excuse
Death doesn't lie
Death is an equal opportunity destroyer
Carpe...
#dark
#death
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
#LifeStruggles #philosophical
67 reads
14 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
28th Dec 2024 8:01pm
28th Dec 2024 8:01pm
Silence Beckons Me
I can't believe your lying there
Silent,
my tears can't cry
You left the life we shared
Endless days after you died
Stars glisten in the night
Please come back to me
I need a sign from you
I miss you, can't you see
One last look at you
As I think back to our lives
I touch your face
Where your spirit lies
They close the coffin
I can't accept your gone
I'll see you on the other side
Silence beckons me, life carries on
Silent,
my tears can't cry
You left the life we shared
Endless days after you died
Stars glisten in the night
Please come back to me
I need a sign from you
I miss you, can't you see
One last look at you
As I think back to our lives
I touch your face
Where your spirit lies
They close the coffin
I can't accept your gone
I'll see you on the other side
Silence beckons me, life carries on
#death
#IMissYou
#loneliness
#lover
#silence
91 reads
12 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 11:57am
30th Dec 2024 11:57am
Draws Down, Face Up
A homeless man in New York found a manhole in the Bronx that was just out of the way enough to offer him some privacy, so he routinely used it as a toilet. One day he lost his balance and was found dead at the bottom of the sewer. Draws down, face up.
#death
#fiction
#homelessness
#ignorance
#satirical
58 reads
13 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
30th Dec 2024 11:59am
30th Dec 2024 11:59am
The Deadly Bookcase
After her sister & mother haven't heard from Chrissy for several days, her family reported the petite 31 year old missing. Fifteen days after filing the missing persons report, the mother & sister noticed a foul odor in the house. Following their noses, they found Chrissy wedged behind a 6-foot bookcase. She had fallen headfirst and became trapped behind the bookcase when she tried to adjust her television set, which sat on the top shelf.
#books
#death
#fiction
#ignorance
#satirical
51 reads
14 Comments
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
24th Dec 2024 1:14pm
24th Dec 2024 1:14pm
May I Never Wither
All beauty is fleeting!
May I never wither with age,
But die while still filled with life
And its sultry desires.
Gazing down at our union,
I gasp with delight,
Grateful that my journey
Has not yet found its end.
There will be ample time
For solitude in the grave.
Time for worms to savor
My promiscuous remains.
This body, so easily surrendered
To the sweetest of pleasures,
Will, in time, return to dust.
Yet, for a season, I’ll live on
In the cherished memories ...
May I never wither with age,
But die while still filled with life
And its sultry desires.
Gazing down at our union,
I gasp with delight,
Grateful that my journey
Has not yet found its end.
There will be ample time
For solitude in the grave.
Time for worms to savor
My promiscuous remains.
This body, so easily surrendered
To the sweetest of pleasures,
Will, in time, return to dust.
Yet, for a season, I’ll live on
In the cherished memories ...
#beauty
#death
#lust
143 reads
7 Comments
Casted_Runes
Mr Karswell
Mr Karswell
Poem Published
21st Dec 2024 5:28pm
21st Dec 2024 5:28pm
To Nathan
I think about you sometimes and
it’s all too clear you’re probably dead.
You weren’t an icon of stability
back when we used to speak,
your bald and elongated skull
reminding me of a criminal
my mother used to know
(not to use phrenology).
You wrote dark poetry
and were the reason why
the underground started to give
warnings of extreme themes.
If I was older then I might
have been more curious
and asked the pertinent questions,
less wrapped up in my own traumas.
I thought perhaps some scary man ...
it’s all too clear you’re probably dead.
You weren’t an icon of stability
back when we used to speak,
your bald and elongated skull
reminding me of a criminal
my mother used to know
(not to use phrenology).
You wrote dark poetry
and were the reason why
the underground started to give
warnings of extreme themes.
If I was older then I might
have been more curious
and asked the pertinent questions,
less wrapped up in my own traumas.
I thought perhaps some scary man ...
#abuse
#death
#friendship #memories
#friendship #memories
65 reads
2 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
Yesterday 11:59am
Yesterday 11:59am
July 1976 - July 1977
It all started out, when he was born
he lived a life of rage and scorn
a sick attitude against his family
his mind is wicked, murder was his fantasy
Pursuing his motives he takes your life
with shotgun in hand, you scream in fright
and now its your time to die
takes out his weapon and aims between the eyes
He called himself the Son of Sam
all your lives will soon be damned
.44 caliber special bulldog revolver
the heads of his victims looked like peach cobbler
Locked in a cell for all his life
many...
he lived a life of rage and scorn
a sick attitude against his family
his mind is wicked, murder was his fantasy
Pursuing his motives he takes your life
with shotgun in hand, you scream in fright
and now its your time to die
takes out his weapon and aims between the eyes
He called himself the Son of Sam
all your lives will soon be damned
.44 caliber special bulldog revolver
the heads of his victims looked like peach cobbler
Locked in a cell for all his life
many...
#city
#death
#murder
#nonfiction
#PopCulture
40 reads
8 Comments
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