Wandering_Virgil
Poem Published
Yesterday 3:51pm
Yesterday 3:51pm
Damaged Wonder
Giant emblazed and
Inducing awe
Becoming
Awe inducing
And emblazed Giant.
Inducing awe
Becoming
Awe inducing
And emblazed Giant.
#grief
#fire
#art #tradition
#art #tradition
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Lagertha
Legertha
Legertha
Poem Published
18th Apr 2019 7:20pm
18th Apr 2019 7:20pm
THE RIPPLE EFFECT
When it was your last day
Last dream
Was it as you had seen
Last breath
Inhaling the scent of your death
Did you exhale the love
Of all of us that made you rise above
Giving your death some meaning
To have left us without feeling
I find you often in these words
Searching for a life left unobserved
Exposed yourself to a public eye
Causing your demise
Wish you knew the longing for you
And your child
Who decided to take her life
To find you
To be closer to you
I am angry today
And unwell ...
Last dream
Was it as you had seen
Last breath
Inhaling the scent of your death
Did you exhale the love
Of all of us that made you rise above
Giving your death some meaning
To have left us without feeling
I find you often in these words
Searching for a life left unobserved
Exposed yourself to a public eye
Causing your demise
Wish you knew the longing for you
And your child
Who decided to take her life
To find you
To be closer to you
I am angry today
And unwell ...
#anger
#grief
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inechoingsilence
Poem Published
18th Apr 2019 4:46pm
18th Apr 2019 4:46pm
Silence
Silence is never quiet.
If you listen closely
Hush, please be still
I beg, stay with me
We are kindred
Silence and I
Can’t be closer, us two
Let’s go for a stroll
We have much to show you.
Silence can shriek
Also scream
Render weak
Shatter a dream
It can stretch, it can bend
There from the start
So too at the end
Silence came first
And will certainly be last
Silence sighs, and cries
It lies, yet never dies
Silence supposedly sets you free
But that never happened...
If you listen closely
Hush, please be still
I beg, stay with me
We are kindred
Silence and I
Can’t be closer, us two
Let’s go for a stroll
We have much to show you.
Silence can shriek
Also scream
Render weak
Shatter a dream
It can stretch, it can bend
There from the start
So too at the end
Silence came first
And will certainly be last
Silence sighs, and cries
It lies, yet never dies
Silence supposedly sets you free
But that never happened...
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness
#dark
#emptiness
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Stoney223
melvin scott
melvin scott
Poem Published
18th Apr 2019 11:38am
18th Apr 2019 11:38am
CORRUPTED THOUGHTS
Through life changes happens each moment of each day for nothing in life ever stays the same for things are always shifting through a process of many changes, for nothing in life will always be perfect for even when it comes to us as man and woman for with each encounter that we face we become apart of it in our own life. For with each encounter we either leave with a better understanding of our own strength and weakness, or we leave holding on to the regret with the hurt and pain as our emotional state of being slowly begins to die deep inside of us mentally for we are constant embattled...
#sadness
#grief
#loneliness
#confusion
#emptiness
35 reads
7 Comments
SatansSperm
Poem Published
18th Apr 2019 3:31am
18th Apr 2019 3:31am
playground made of lead
you swang
from the
umbilical noose
three
months
before
you
were
to
be
born
I carved
your name
in the
old oak tree
with
the swing
I had
bought
for you
from the
umbilical noose
three
months
before
you
were
to
be
born
I carved
your name
in the
old oak tree
with
the swing
I had
bought
for you
#grief
#heartbroken
#despair
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Liquidgold
Poem Published
16th Apr 2019 5:02pm
16th Apr 2019 5:02pm
Colour coded
I read the news today
It made me turn the other way
The image that I saw, its too vulgar to say
The only clue I can give you involves decay
Arrange the tulips, daffodils and roses
Water them with tear filled hoses
Tissues needed to wipe our noses
A soul parts from a body like the sea did for Moses
As the service begins we yell over the fat lady's song
The music moves us but we know we have to stay strong
People praying that the soul rests in a place they belong
The soul was pure and righteous, they don't deserve to be done...
It made me turn the other way
The image that I saw, its too vulgar to say
The only clue I can give you involves decay
Arrange the tulips, daffodils and roses
Water them with tear filled hoses
Tissues needed to wipe our noses
A soul parts from a body like the sea did for Moses
As the service begins we yell over the fat lady's song
The music moves us but we know we have to stay strong
People praying that the soul rests in a place they belong
The soul was pure and righteous, they don't deserve to be done...
#sadness
#grief
#rhyming
#acceptance
#emotional
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2 Comments
Thedeadinme
Poem Published
15th Apr 2019 9:56pm
15th Apr 2019 9:56pm
The Passing of Winter
The wintered sun departs my heart
Over vermillion leaves left scattered there
A gift for thee longing for dispair
Snowy bluffs to end the start
Of darkness asunder under dewy eyes maintained
For spoils long plundered and death be refrained
Colder stares long granted there
The promise of spring whispered upon the breeze
Frozen in the eyes of horizons long dawned
Bewitching the secrets of the skies far above
Entwined with the darkness I've held for your love
A pitying of doves stained red in your name
...
Over vermillion leaves left scattered there
A gift for thee longing for dispair
Snowy bluffs to end the start
Of darkness asunder under dewy eyes maintained
For spoils long plundered and death be refrained
Colder stares long granted there
The promise of spring whispered upon the breeze
Frozen in the eyes of horizons long dawned
Bewitching the secrets of the skies far above
Entwined with the darkness I've held for your love
A pitying of doves stained red in your name
...
#grief
#dark
#narrative #denial
#narrative #denial
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3 Comments
JoeySeaside
JoeyRose
JoeyRose
Poem Published
15th Apr 2019 8:13am
15th Apr 2019 8:13am
Lock the Door
Lock the Door
regret is one of my least favorite feelings
shame's sister
i try to take lessons forward, leave regret behind
but regret is so fucking sticky
regret doesn't care about lessons learned or growth
makes being accountable and honest unappealing
when regret comes my abyss calls
i want strikes
i want pain mixed with pleasure that will fly me far away
stop the bleeding inside
drugs, alcohol? no interest
but the craving for painpleasure and sex that goes on and on
to lose myself
to lose even my soul for...
regret is one of my least favorite feelings
shame's sister
i try to take lessons forward, leave regret behind
but regret is so fucking sticky
regret doesn't care about lessons learned or growth
makes being accountable and honest unappealing
when regret comes my abyss calls
i want strikes
i want pain mixed with pleasure that will fly me far away
stop the bleeding inside
drugs, alcohol? no interest
but the craving for painpleasure and sex that goes on and on
to lose myself
to lose even my soul for...
#regret
#grief
#erotic
#LifeStruggles
#addiction
103 reads
2 Comments
dkzksaxxas_DanielX
Poem Published
14th Apr 2019 8:38pm
14th Apr 2019 8:38pm
Alone With One's Tears / A Crybaby Throwaway
Why?
Is it at all possible that "why?" can be
humanity's
stupidest question.......
^^^
O, dear daughter....
WHY
did you have to leave so soon?
sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
2019///////////////////dkzk////////
Is it at all possible that "why?" can be
humanity's
stupidest question.......
^^^
O, dear daughter....
WHY
did you have to leave so soon?
sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss
2019///////////////////dkzk////////
#grief
#heartbroken
#death #emotional
#death #emotional
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6 Comments
FromTheAsh
Poem Published
13th Apr 2019 1:36pm
13th Apr 2019 1:36pm
plan b in play
we had a tiff this morning
when I expectantly came to her
pen in hand
and she gave me her back
I begged & she denied
said she wasn't in the mood
I panicked
I must confess
and selfishly commanded
but still she stubbornly refused
on the edge of tears
I asked her why
and this is what she said
sometimes
I just need a little silence
no conversation
no questions & answers
a bit of quiet time
alone
with my own thoughts
devoid of any external demands
peace &...
when I expectantly came to her
pen in hand
and she gave me her back
I begged & she denied
said she wasn't in the mood
I panicked
I must confess
and selfishly commanded
but still she stubbornly refused
on the edge of tears
I asked her why
and this is what she said
sometimes
I just need a little silence
no conversation
no questions & answers
a bit of quiet time
alone
with my own thoughts
devoid of any external demands
peace &...
#sadness
#grief
#confessional
#WritersBlock
#NaPoWriMo2019
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5 Comments
David_Macleod
Poem Published
13th Apr 2019 11:06am
13th Apr 2019 11:06am
An Important Lesson - - NAPO ALONE 12
You could see the twinkle
In my grandma's eyes
A dry deadpan smile
Gamblers best beware
A woman drunk on temperance
With a healthy fear of god
A member of the eastern star
Loyalist and proud
No surrender, no retreat
God Save the Queen
She prayed that prayer
Every night - hopping
A sense of twisted humour
Cheekiness and naughtiness
Playing pranks on yours truly
However a strict disciplinarian
Spare the rod, spoil the child
But with me she spared the rod
I think she had suspisions
She would...
In my grandma's eyes
A dry deadpan smile
Gamblers best beware
A woman drunk on temperance
With a healthy fear of god
A member of the eastern star
Loyalist and proud
No surrender, no retreat
God Save the Queen
She prayed that prayer
Every night - hopping
A sense of twisted humour
Cheekiness and naughtiness
Playing pranks on yours truly
However a strict disciplinarian
Spare the rod, spoil the child
But with me she spared the rod
I think she had suspisions
She would...
#sadness
#love
#grief
29 reads
4 Comments
Page_Writer
Mad Girl
Mad Girl
Poem Published
12th Apr 2019 11:14pm
12th Apr 2019 11:14pm
Untitled (Escapril Day 12)
we got rid of the couch
the one he died on
the most macabre of trinkets
to have inherited
no, wrong word
i wanted it
it was the couch i built a fort on
when i was twelve
the couch that acted as my bed
when my mother was away
and my grandparents were all i had
the couch i laid on when i was told
by my dad whom is also now dead
that my grandmother had passed away
the sunny morning in july
where the numbness overtook me
until i finally broke down and cried
that same couch was the one they found him on, the...
the one he died on
the most macabre of trinkets
to have inherited
no, wrong word
i wanted it
it was the couch i built a fort on
when i was twelve
the couch that acted as my bed
when my mother was away
and my grandparents were all i had
the couch i laid on when i was told
by my dad whom is also now dead
that my grandmother had passed away
the sunny morning in july
where the numbness overtook me
until i finally broke down and cried
that same couch was the one they found him on, the...
#grief
#MovingOn
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