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Pishashee
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
asymmetry
asymmetrical
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
#rhyming
#minimalist
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#epic
328 reads
1 Comment
Pishashee
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
asymmetry
asymmetrical
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
#rhyming
#minimalist
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#epic
328 reads
1 Comment
Pishashee
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
asymmetry
asymmetrical
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
#rhyming
#minimalist
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#epic
328 reads
1 Comment
Pishashee
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
asymmetry
asymmetrical
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
#rhyming
#minimalist
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#epic
328 reads
1 Comment
Pishashee
Poem Published
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
22nd Apr 2021 7:33pm
asymmetry
asymmetrical
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
I sat
long day,
who
in long eternal
space,
in long long way,
not until,
nor can
I say
how long then
I spoke
in the long offed place..........
#rhyming
#minimalist
#philosophical
#StreamOfConsciousness
#epic
328 reads
1 Comment
moon_bather
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
I'm Nothing, How are You?
So
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
#anger
#despair
#emptiness
#minimalist
#StreamOfConsciousness
200 reads
1 Comment
moon_bather
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
I'm Nothing, How are You?
So
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
#anger
#despair
#emptiness
#minimalist
#StreamOfConsciousness
200 reads
1 Comment
moon_bather
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
I'm Nothing, How are You?
So
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
#anger
#despair
#emptiness
#minimalist
#StreamOfConsciousness
200 reads
1 Comment
moon_bather
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
I'm Nothing, How are You?
So
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
#anger
#despair
#emptiness
#minimalist
#StreamOfConsciousness
200 reads
1 Comment
moon_bather
Poem Published
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
18th Jun 2024 1:50am
I'm Nothing, How are You?
So
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
this is the only avenue i have
kept in my back pocket
rocking out to muted sounds
i am
but a man
nothing more
but so much less
than you
could confide in
an ignorant claim
of self-defiance
oh my
i thought
for a brief second, that
i might be something
maybe have a thing to offer
yet it turns out
i'm just a pretty mess
like the aborted rest
of this shovel
all i can do is grovel
fuck them
and fuck you too
i'm here
but i'll never be you
motherfucker.
#anger
#despair
#emptiness
#minimalist
#StreamOfConsciousness
200 reads
1 Comment
Rew
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 7:10am
16th Aug 2024 7:10am
Alas
I called to speak some words last night
and found you still asleep,
although there might've been some fright,
such company you keep.
I walked the path to where you dream
but in your own grave way,
you might have urged me on to scream
the words I came to say.
But all around the fresh mown grass
calmed me, as if this June,
had laid her lightest cloak on a lass,
asleep, beneath the moon.
and found you still asleep,
although there might've been some fright,
such company you keep.
I walked the path to where you dream
but in your own grave way,
you might have urged me on to scream
the words I came to say.
But all around the fresh mown grass
calmed me, as if this June,
had laid her lightest cloak on a lass,
asleep, beneath the moon.
#minimalist
#rhyming
156 reads
6 Comments
Rew
Poem Published
16th Aug 2024 7:10am
16th Aug 2024 7:10am
Alas
I called to speak some words last night
and found you still asleep,
although there might've been some fright,
such company you keep.
I walked the path to where you dream
but in your own grave way,
you might have urged me on to scream
the words I came to say.
But all around the fresh mown grass
calmed me, as if this June,
had laid her lightest cloak on a lass,
asleep, beneath the moon.
and found you still asleep,
although there might've been some fright,
such company you keep.
I walked the path to where you dream
but in your own grave way,
you might have urged me on to scream
the words I came to say.
But all around the fresh mown grass
calmed me, as if this June,
had laid her lightest cloak on a lass,
asleep, beneath the moon.
#minimalist
#rhyming
156 reads
6 Comments
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