Indie
Miss Indie
Miss Indie
Poem Published
17th Apr 2024 2:47am
17th Apr 2024 2:47am
dreaming in carnage
#dreams
#nightmares
26 reads
6 Comments
ClovenTongue34
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 5:14am
12th Apr 2024 5:14am
Freddy Krueger
(Inspired by the movie Dream Scenario)
Lost in derivative experiences comprised
A pseudo collective consciousness in a world behind our eyes
Picking up on hacked signals that swell beneath in stillness as we breathe
We dream in silence louder than a whisper as our hearts unsheathe
Imagination informants whistle blowing
Monsters in the closets of an un-event
Where is all of this going?
Torn between a life of struggle or suffering the pedestal spent
Side effects of a common threat of our own humanity
Striving to balance a...
Lost in derivative experiences comprised
A pseudo collective consciousness in a world behind our eyes
Picking up on hacked signals that swell beneath in stillness as we breathe
We dream in silence louder than a whisper as our hearts unsheathe
Imagination informants whistle blowing
Monsters in the closets of an un-event
Where is all of this going?
Torn between a life of struggle or suffering the pedestal spent
Side effects of a common threat of our own humanity
Striving to balance a...
#dreams
#LifeStruggles
#LifeGoals
#nightmares
#philosophical
81 reads
0 Comments
ImperfectedStone
The Gardener
The Gardener
Poem Published
8th Apr 2024 12:30pm
8th Apr 2024 12:30pm
Olive Trees, Lunar Eclipse, Cowardice
Olive Trees, Lunar Eclipse, Uselessness.
They say 'Seek out higher ground before sunset,
let the eye scan west as the Sun is skipped
over our skyline, into the unending abyss.'
Let it envelope you, in the cold, seven fifty five,
while someone else's seven fifty five consists
of bombs and starvation and grief and bloodshed.
We are inconsequential, we are entitled,
nothing like keys awaiting their ancestral home.
Our dalliance with life is trivial,
and yet, by some grace, reaching into the darkness,
the split second touch with an...
They say 'Seek out higher ground before sunset,
let the eye scan west as the Sun is skipped
over our skyline, into the unending abyss.'
Let it envelope you, in the cold, seven fifty five,
while someone else's seven fifty five consists
of bombs and starvation and grief and bloodshed.
We are inconsequential, we are entitled,
nothing like keys awaiting their ancestral home.
Our dalliance with life is trivial,
and yet, by some grace, reaching into the darkness,
the split second touch with an...
#dreams
#moon
#night
#sleep
#nightmares
61 reads
0 Comments
Aquatic-Vehicle
Poem Published
28th Mar 2024 5:19pm
28th Mar 2024 5:19pm
And Again.
Hallucination.
Illusion.
Again and again, same delusion.
Holding my own,
Now a threat.
Emotions I don't own,
Gun roulette.
Sphere in the chamber,
Pop!
Ponder in the mirror, a stranger.
Pulsating in my chest, nonstop.
Eyes stutter open,
Hitched respiration.
Again, I'm broken.
Immense desperation.
Sentiments to condemn,
Globes ready to close.
Haunting continues, again and again.
Illusion.
Again and again, same delusion.
Holding my own,
Now a threat.
Emotions I don't own,
Gun roulette.
Sphere in the chamber,
Pop!
Ponder in the mirror, a stranger.
Pulsating in my chest, nonstop.
Eyes stutter open,
Hitched respiration.
Again, I'm broken.
Immense desperation.
Sentiments to condemn,
Globes ready to close.
Haunting continues, again and again.
#anxiety
#confusion
#denial #nightmares
#denial #nightmares
112 reads
2 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
10th Mar 2024 8:39pm
10th Mar 2024 8:39pm
night sadness
Night is the blotting paper for many sorrows.”
—African Proverb
when day tasks are done
and the world is gone
and the sun bows down his head
and the doors are closed
and tight locks imposed
and the atmosphere is dead
my spirit swells within my breast
confined against my will
because the night brings more unrest
than can my fervent quill
transcribe....
—African Proverb
when day tasks are done
and the world is gone
and the sun bows down his head
and the doors are closed
and tight locks imposed
and the atmosphere is dead
my spirit swells within my breast
confined against my will
because the night brings more unrest
than can my fervent quill
transcribe....
#sadness
#loneliness
#night
#emptiness
#nightmares
108 reads
2 Comments
LiamReeduus
LiamReedus
LiamReedus
Poem Published
19th Feb 2024 1:33am
19th Feb 2024 1:33am
Drinking night
Two hundred push ups.
Lift weights til my arms can't no more
Stretch til I can't
Upside down work on core.
Bottle of scotch
Heavy bags til glove tore.
Another bottle.
A few bottles more.
Chin up.
Medicine ball bell flick
Jumping Jack's
Calisthenics
Another bottle
Run til sick
Another bottle
Another to fix.
No one will spar
Guess time to go.
I needed to spar.
Release my soul
I need the pain
Help get back control
Taxi to the hotel
Scotch on the rocks
Sweat...
Lift weights til my arms can't no more
Stretch til I can't
Upside down work on core.
Bottle of scotch
Heavy bags til glove tore.
Another bottle.
A few bottles more.
Chin up.
Medicine ball bell flick
Jumping Jack's
Calisthenics
Another bottle
Run til sick
Another bottle
Another to fix.
No one will spar
Guess time to go.
I needed to spar.
Release my soul
I need the pain
Help get back control
Taxi to the hotel
Scotch on the rocks
Sweat...
#depression
#alcohol
#travel
#nightmares
#weakness
69 reads
1 Comment
Pinkdreams
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2024 2:51pm
3rd Feb 2024 2:51pm
Sorry
He's yelling at me.
Why did you put your clothes in my dresser drawer?
Why?
That's crazy!
It's MY house
Not yours
i'm scared
i think i may have filled up two drawers
maybe three
a red sweater on top in one
but didn't i live with him for a while?
no
right
never
not at all
when he leaves
i'll remove everything
except my shame
that will take a while
Why did you put your clothes in my dresser drawer?
Why?
That's crazy!
It's MY house
Not yours
i'm scared
i think i may have filled up two drawers
maybe three
a red sweater on top in one
but didn't i live with him for a while?
no
right
never
not at all
when he leaves
i'll remove everything
except my shame
that will take a while
#shame
#UnrequitedLove
#nightmares
163 reads
8 Comments
poeticdelight
Poem Published
7th Jan 2024 2:10pm
7th Jan 2024 2:10pm
Poetic Addiction
it seems, i desperately write poetry or prose
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
things that only the mad persons dare compose
for lack of skilled handicraft, its just a cause
escape into sickness, addicted in poetic overdose
armed with a pen, full of inky powder to sniff
if to a certain morbid level, i come to grieve
i get the eager need to then, trace the lines
leave a sad track behind, now,i'm looking fine
poetical addiction has really taken its toll
i look like derwish,in filthy streets i stroll
ironically called "Nabi" for the words i...
#fate
#nightmares
#dystopian #curse
#dystopian #curse
108 reads
5 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
3rd Jan 2024 2:26pm
3rd Jan 2024 2:26pm
daydreaming
I want to scream in the folds
of the restless night
disenchant dreams
in the distressed morning
chase away ghosts
in the late afternoon
I want to spin in a body
in a perfect spiral
tropical storm
cervical uncarthrosis
the pain screaming
in the creases of the night
the night screaming
its dawns and the
long night
leans out the window
and watch the procession pass
the night is still in the churchyard
loaded with wounds
the night falls from the eyes
of insomniacs and falls asleep
the bed of...
of the restless night
disenchant dreams
in the distressed morning
chase away ghosts
in the late afternoon
I want to spin in a body
in a perfect spiral
tropical storm
cervical uncarthrosis
the pain screaming
in the creases of the night
the night screaming
its dawns and the
long night
leans out the window
and watch the procession pass
the night is still in the churchyard
loaded with wounds
the night falls from the eyes
of insomniacs and falls asleep
the bed of...
#anxiety
#dreams
#mirror
#myself
#nightmares
99 reads
2 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
24th Dec 2023 11:06am
24th Dec 2023 11:06am
Terminal
I want zero
little nothing
almost empty
inert reflection
in the shallow puddle
of the possessed iris
rigor mortis
visions of eye
from the blind spot
at the back of the eye.
little nothing
almost empty
inert reflection
in the shallow puddle
of the possessed iris
rigor mortis
visions of eye
from the blind spot
at the back of the eye.
#anxiety
#dark
#death
#despair
#nightmares
69 reads
0 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
21st Dec 2023 11:08am
21st Dec 2023 11:08am
Junk Drawer
In the corner of my room, a drawer
full of things I don't need anymore...
Old papers, pens, keys, and coins
and some emotions that I avoid:
There is anger, that burned me like a flame.
There is guilt, that made me feel ashamed!
There is fear, that kept me from being brave!
There is sadness, drowning me like a wave.
They are buried under the clutter, out of sight
but sometimes they resurface to the light.
They haunt me with their resets and pain.
They remind me of what I could not gain.
But I don't want to face them,...
full of things I don't need anymore...
Old papers, pens, keys, and coins
and some emotions that I avoid:
There is anger, that burned me like a flame.
There is guilt, that made me feel ashamed!
There is fear, that kept me from being brave!
There is sadness, drowning me like a wave.
They are buried under the clutter, out of sight
but sometimes they resurface to the light.
They haunt me with their resets and pain.
They remind me of what I could not gain.
But I don't want to face them,...
#anxiety
#mirror
#memories
#myself
#nightmares
105 reads
0 Comments
Results_May_Vary
Poem Published
8th Dec 2023 9:15pm
8th Dec 2023 9:15pm
No Lullaby
As it turns out for me
There's no goodbye
As it turns out to be
There's no lullaby
Singing notes to the plucking of strings
There are no words to say
The sound of tears as she sings
And the sun grows tired of today
Another box and epitaph to give
Seems there's more death than life
There's not much life left to live
Just a moth fluttering around the light
As it turns out for me
There's no goodbye
As it turns out to be
There's no lullaby
Another tearful cookout, we all eat our feelings ...
There's no goodbye
As it turns out to be
There's no lullaby
Singing notes to the plucking of strings
There are no words to say
The sound of tears as she sings
And the sun grows tired of today
Another box and epitaph to give
Seems there's more death than life
There's not much life left to live
Just a moth fluttering around the light
As it turns out for me
There's no goodbye
As it turns out to be
There's no lullaby
Another tearful cookout, we all eat our feelings ...
#dreams
#death
#nightmares #funeral
#nightmares #funeral
113 reads
3 Comments
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