PAR
Poem Published
20th Feb 2025 7:58pm
20th Feb 2025 7:58pm
A Sailor's Odyssey of Truths
Between the rocks of Scylla and Charybdes,
so voracious, so attractive, so hungry,
my heart sailed on a stormy sea.
Seeking the Mermaid, beauty in tenacious tone,
who lived on an island among the fearful abyss.
Maritime convulsions, disastrous results.
Scylla devoured the wanderers with her mouths.
Charybdes, the whirlwind, swallowed up the unfortunate.
In the cruel seas, the fearful sailed.
The islands were a mystery with a veil of illusion,
with shady palm trees and ivory beaches.
There my heart suffered, in solitude, ...
so voracious, so attractive, so hungry,
my heart sailed on a stormy sea.
Seeking the Mermaid, beauty in tenacious tone,
who lived on an island among the fearful abyss.
Maritime convulsions, disastrous results.
Scylla devoured the wanderers with her mouths.
Charybdes, the whirlwind, swallowed up the unfortunate.
In the cruel seas, the fearful sailed.
The islands were a mystery with a veil of illusion,
with shady palm trees and ivory beaches.
There my heart suffered, in solitude, ...
#mermaids
#monsters
#mythology
#nightmares
#sea
103 reads
10 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
16th Feb 2025 2:03pm
16th Feb 2025 2:03pm
The Carnival Bizarre
Dissecting the spectacle
limbless woman with tentacles
contortionists jump on trampolines
masturbating in your wet dreams
Clowns perform, drunk with sorrow
fortunes read, no more tomorrow’s
freaks shock as you watch in awe
kids frightened running towards the door
Threw-up up food after some rides
sawdust, lysol, you feel like your gonna die
at last, the show is about to begin
large audience, the lights turned dim
Animals dance, balance, and sway
lion tamer controls, keeping them at bay
cigar tossed as a...
limbless woman with tentacles
contortionists jump on trampolines
masturbating in your wet dreams
Clowns perform, drunk with sorrow
fortunes read, no more tomorrow’s
freaks shock as you watch in awe
kids frightened running towards the door
Threw-up up food after some rides
sawdust, lysol, you feel like your gonna die
at last, the show is about to begin
large audience, the lights turned dim
Animals dance, balance, and sway
lion tamer controls, keeping them at bay
cigar tossed as a...
#dreams
#happiness
#nightmares
#rhyming
#ThrillSeeking
129 reads
14 Comments
Stoney223
WOLF BAY33
WOLF BAY33
Poem Published
13th Feb 2025 10:47pm
13th Feb 2025 10:47pm
The gateways
The elders say that there are those things, that we all will never truly understand, things that are beyond our mortal mere existence. For it's not an mirage, or a figment of your thoughts or imagination. FOR it's real as it goes way back in time, before you and I were ever was Born. FOR sure even back then evil forces, were always against the good spiritual forces of souls of what is good. For I can remember, when I was young somethings from my own dreams, in the wee hours of the night, having feelings like I wasn't really alone in my room. 🫣 Yet I was to afraid to move and tell...
#dialogue
#ghosts
#mythology
#nightmares
#StreamOfConsciousness
93 reads
0 Comments
gothicsurrealism
Daniel Long
Daniel Long
Poem Published
11th Feb 2025 7:35pm
11th Feb 2025 7:35pm
Nighttime
The time of night!
When souls are bright.
There goes the sun in flight!
The dark blankets all and many affright!
When souls are bright.
There goes the sun in flight!
The dark blankets all and many affright!
#dark
#dreams
#night
#nightmares
#surreal
175 reads
1 Comment
Nizana
Lauryn
Lauryn
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 1:04pm
4th Feb 2025 1:04pm
The Dish and the Spoon - with Adagio
It was twilight in a small town in New Mexico. I breathed deep, walking home after closing my bookshop for the night. Taking a shortcut path approaching the cul-de-sac, I felt the silence creeping up my spine. As a long-time advocate for the unbridled pleasures and misdemeanors, I obsessed quietly on "The Cat and the Fiddle," as curiosity tickled my flesh. I was obsessed with the silhouette-like movement behind curtains of the homes as I passed.
As I walked, I turned into a child and the neighborhood became the one I grew up in. The night was quiet and cold. I walked...
As I walked, I turned into a child and the neighborhood became the one I grew up in. The night was quiet and cold. I walked...
#childhood
#collaboration
#erotic #nightmares
#erotic #nightmares
264 reads
2 Comments
bignp
Poem Published
1st Feb 2025 1:51pm
1st Feb 2025 1:51pm
experiment 612
Every… nothing…
see… nothing… feel, nothing.
Think na… why? What?
I feel… I need to feel…
I, try, why can’t I see?
I, try, why cant I smell?
I try, why… what is that distant feeling?
Closer, bring it closer.
My eyes feel open. But are they?
I taste something… metal?
The pounding draws closer… or not?
where… who am I?
The pounding gets stronger,
it can’t get closer… why?
Inside, inside the cold.
Dull and blurry, I fee… no see.
Bright, so bright. ...
see… nothing… feel, nothing.
Think na… why? What?
I feel… I need to feel…
I, try, why can’t I see?
I, try, why cant I smell?
I try, why… what is that distant feeling?
Closer, bring it closer.
My eyes feel open. But are they?
I taste something… metal?
The pounding draws closer… or not?
where… who am I?
The pounding gets stronger,
it can’t get closer… why?
Inside, inside the cold.
Dull and blurry, I fee… no see.
Bright, so bright. ...
#confusion
#dark
#nightmares #scifi
#nightmares #scifi
104 reads
4 Comments
James_A_Knight
Poem Published
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
28th Jan 2025 2:51pm
THE ADVENTURE OF STUMPY AND THE DUMPSTER BOY
A three legged dog with brown curly fur waited in the alleyway.
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
The dog’s name was Stumpy.
The rain and ice had cracked the concrete. Years of waste had washed through. It was slimy and grey.
A boy of seventeen, ragged, hungry, and pale, was rummaging around a dumpster.
Stumpy barked.
A man dressed in beige grabbed hold of the Dumpster Boy and pulled him out. It was the manager of the Magnificent Burger House. He was sweaty and salty and his moustache covered his mouth.
“What are you doing in my Dumpster?”
The boy had hold of a bag of mouldy...
#dogs
#dreams
#nightmares
109 reads
6 Comments
PAR
Poem Published
23rd Jan 2025 12:57pm
23rd Jan 2025 12:57pm
An orange and white wig stand
Ignorance wandered
lost in the vast unknown.
Faith stood firm
as a beacon in the night.
They met by chance,
two souls adrift.
In the space between
no doubt and disbelief.
Ignorance questioned,
seeking answers,
Faith offered solace,
a gentle embrace.
Together they danced,
in the twilight
of misunderstanding.
Finding beauty
in their conveniences.
In their union,
an acrimony emerged.
A void that transcended
their indifferences.
lost in the vast unknown.
Faith stood firm
as a beacon in the night.
They met by chance,
two souls adrift.
In the space between
no doubt and disbelief.
Ignorance questioned,
seeking answers,
Faith offered solace,
a gentle embrace.
Together they danced,
in the twilight
of misunderstanding.
Finding beauty
in their conveniences.
In their union,
an acrimony emerged.
A void that transcended
their indifferences.
#evil
#hell
#horror
#LifeStruggles
#nightmares
104 reads
6 Comments
TheVORTEXRETURNS
Poem Published
21st Jan 2025 2:58am
21st Jan 2025 2:58am
"JonRot: The rumors of my Death are somewhat inclusive"
Had I gone to extremities to gear my persona so legendarily.
Me J>r> the Kook of DUP..... Went off the grid for a bit to see
what more time must be spent...
I journeyed to the key's of Floridian quadrants drinking margaritas.
And Poeticizing incurious sonnets.
In my lair of Ill Repute and lagoon of debaucheries and slander's.
I sunk to new found lows of ecstasy like eating crack mixed with
Col. Sanders.
Later time seemed to be of the passing sunsets and sunrises flew
by as I was fasting. Gaining a more moral...
Me J>r> the Kook of DUP..... Went off the grid for a bit to see
what more time must be spent...
I journeyed to the key's of Floridian quadrants drinking margaritas.
And Poeticizing incurious sonnets.
In my lair of Ill Repute and lagoon of debaucheries and slander's.
I sunk to new found lows of ecstasy like eating crack mixed with
Col. Sanders.
Later time seemed to be of the passing sunsets and sunrises flew
by as I was fasting. Gaining a more moral...
#curse
#mythology
#nightmares #scifi
#nightmares #scifi
82 reads
3 Comments
Glaxian
Poem Published
18th Jan 2025 10:05pm
18th Jan 2025 10:05pm
Sometimes
Sometimes]
In the dead of night, when I'm all alone
Reality seems squishy, the day's strife is done.
Not quite awake and not quite asleep
I don't know if the nightmare is over
Or about to begin
Let me try this again....
In the night season, when I'm all alone
Reality blurs the sounds of the night.
It's just not right, the body is weary
but the mind will not unload.
Again....
I'm all alone chilled to the bone
Alone, alone, reach for the phone
No one to call, no one at all, fall
I'd fall...
In the dead of night, when I'm all alone
Reality seems squishy, the day's strife is done.
Not quite awake and not quite asleep
I don't know if the nightmare is over
Or about to begin
Let me try this again....
In the night season, when I'm all alone
Reality blurs the sounds of the night.
It's just not right, the body is weary
but the mind will not unload.
Again....
I'm all alone chilled to the bone
Alone, alone, reach for the phone
No one to call, no one at all, fall
I'd fall...
#aliens
#night
#nightmares
#unicorns
#universe
136 reads
5 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 4:16pm
11th Jan 2025 4:16pm
Is He Cheating On Me Or Not?
Crystal felt something near her.
She saw Scott humping her friend Kirstie.
She woke up screaming "no".
She saw Scott humping her friend Kirstie.
She woke up screaming "no".
#betrayal
#fiction
#home
#nightmares
#sex
140 reads
0 Comments
Vision_of_insanity
Poem Published
10th Jan 2025 7:15pm
10th Jan 2025 7:15pm
Prisoner in my mind
I was being held a prisoner
Not sure where, but I couldn't escape
The shadow was tormenting me, telling me I was going to die
There was no apparent motive or reasoning behind this statement
I saw a knife
It looked more like a blade
A blade you would see in those machine shops, cutting lumber
My hands and legs were chained
Someone stood behind me holding my head back
This person kept whispering, "You are going to die, You are going to die"
I began to tear up thinking, "What can I possibly do to get out of this dilemma...
Not sure where, but I couldn't escape
The shadow was tormenting me, telling me I was going to die
There was no apparent motive or reasoning behind this statement
I saw a knife
It looked more like a blade
A blade you would see in those machine shops, cutting lumber
My hands and legs were chained
Someone stood behind me holding my head back
This person kept whispering, "You are going to die, You are going to die"
I began to tear up thinking, "What can I possibly do to get out of this dilemma...
#dark
#dreams
#FeelingTrapped
#nightmares
#shadows
148 reads
9 Comments
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