Prose Poetry
#prose
Prose poetry, here you'll find poems without any metrical, or rhyming structure. Poems written or spoken in language in its ordinary form.
deadwolf
Poem Published
13th Apr 2024 00:09am
13th Apr 2024 00:09am
Random Ramblins #13
3:33AM
Pain hits hard enough to wake me up
~again… damn it… again~
prayin to empty bottles of pills
Ignite the soothing away of pain
please, refill… please
hands shakin & can hardly see
cant make it to phone, legs achin so bad,
been so busy perfecting hatred an resentment lately
that forgot to practice smiling
an bein grateful for what already got
though at the moment
cant seem to remember anything to be grateful for
3:33am
what the fuk is so special about 3:33
`~,,~`
Layin in bed nude for days...
Pain hits hard enough to wake me up
~again… damn it… again~
prayin to empty bottles of pills
Ignite the soothing away of pain
please, refill… please
hands shakin & can hardly see
cant make it to phone, legs achin so bad,
been so busy perfecting hatred an resentment lately
that forgot to practice smiling
an bein grateful for what already got
though at the moment
cant seem to remember anything to be grateful for
3:33am
what the fuk is so special about 3:33
`~,,~`
Layin in bed nude for days...
#gothic
#narrative
#prose
212 reads
1 Comment
deadwolf
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 6:02am
12th Apr 2024 6:02am
Random Ramblins #12 ~ Window at night
Sittin here, at mine window at night,
by my fridge, drinkin beers in the cold day of it,
By my window, alone once again,
Tryin to figure out which one o us is sane, or insane,
Darlin don’t you know that men sometimes need time, on our own,
When there is no one left for you to blame, can you truly love me,
Turn you music on me
Spread your wings high o’er me
Hero’s often fade,
In the minds eye, front news,
With revelations of all that’s good in man,
Cosmic Queries come out strong,
In a place that does not belong, ...
by my fridge, drinkin beers in the cold day of it,
By my window, alone once again,
Tryin to figure out which one o us is sane, or insane,
Darlin don’t you know that men sometimes need time, on our own,
When there is no one left for you to blame, can you truly love me,
Turn you music on me
Spread your wings high o’er me
Hero’s often fade,
In the minds eye, front news,
With revelations of all that’s good in man,
Cosmic Queries come out strong,
In a place that does not belong, ...
#gothic
#narrative
#prose
154 reads
1 Comment
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
12th Apr 2024 00:40am
12th Apr 2024 00:40am
whodunnit without a twist
professor made it quite clear that he
thought the conclusion they’d reached was complete poppycock, but they’d reached it, so there’s an end to it, he said
thought the conclusion they’d reached was complete poppycock, but they’d reached it, so there’s an end to it, he said
#prose
118 reads
0 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
9th Apr 2024 11:28pm
9th Apr 2024 11:28pm
Call of Idols
Skies transpose
To the reason
Blowing wind
Vicarious now
Traverse cast
From the body
Uncertain when
Spiraling near
Presumed matter
Why the spatial
Currents direct
Physical allusion
Above hills
Call of idols
Into valleys
Moonlit nigh
Language universal
Down the slopes
Folds echo
Present thickening
...
To the reason
Blowing wind
Vicarious now
Traverse cast
From the body
Uncertain when
Spiraling near
Presumed matter
Why the spatial
Currents direct
Physical allusion
Above hills
Call of idols
Into valleys
Moonlit nigh
Language universal
Down the slopes
Folds echo
Present thickening
...
#universe
#prose
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
174 reads
0 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
5th Apr 2024 5:57am
5th Apr 2024 5:57am
Serpentine Scholar
Serpentine scholar
Servile sway
Study the snake
Prized recoil
Split decision
Granted a token
Forked tongue
Smothering spell
Dust lapped
Inward language
Broken character
Sliding spine
Vanity gathers
On the surface
Mazes ground
Cracked and dry
Bare bones
Hide wilderness
Back and belly
Dagger pangs
Eyes like dice
Storied reptile
Mirror shatters
Death glance
Hinging pose
Hypnotic trance
Graven grey
Betrayal...
Servile sway
Study the snake
Prized recoil
Split decision
Granted a token
Forked tongue
Smothering spell
Dust lapped
Inward language
Broken character
Sliding spine
Vanity gathers
On the surface
Mazes ground
Cracked and dry
Bare bones
Hide wilderness
Back and belly
Dagger pangs
Eyes like dice
Storied reptile
Mirror shatters
Death glance
Hinging pose
Hypnotic trance
Graven grey
Betrayal...
#devil
#prose
#humankind
#metaphor
#morality
215 reads
5 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 12:25pm
1st Apr 2024 12:25pm
One Yet Perpetual
As nothing existed,
One yet perpetual.
One yet perpetual.
#universe
#narrative
#prose
#metaphor
#morality
217 reads
2 Comments
Connotation
Poem Published
1st Apr 2024 3:53am
1st Apr 2024 3:53am
Turned My Back
Turned my back on
The world that turned its back on me
With a dagger orbiting
My central sunlight.
Trustworthy blade,
Blood brotherly handshake,
Swapping lifelines,
Hand and spine.
The gleaming reflection,
Sharpened edge,
Cuts through what
Blinds and binds.
The audacity to
Earthen cosmos
Understand a star and
Grab ahold of chance.
In my head,
Gravity weighs,
Inward befallen,
To betray,
Consumed serpentine,
No light escapes
A black...
The world that turned its back on me
With a dagger orbiting
My central sunlight.
Trustworthy blade,
Blood brotherly handshake,
Swapping lifelines,
Hand and spine.
The gleaming reflection,
Sharpened edge,
Cuts through what
Blinds and binds.
The audacity to
Earthen cosmos
Understand a star and
Grab ahold of chance.
In my head,
Gravity weighs,
Inward befallen,
To betray,
Consumed serpentine,
No light escapes
A black...
#LifeStruggles
#prose
#humankind
#metaphor
#PersonalGrowth
178 reads
6 Comments
deadwolf
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 7:42pm
30th Mar 2024 7:42pm
Untitled 30 second write - 1
Everything is lost and it's found
In these city dreams
Stretching up towards cold sun
finding oneself,
Bursting up through tarmac
For gain and Again,
For the site of your touch
And the scent of your hand
I think
I could find you
Wonderful
Yourself in yourself
If that is the answer still true
And I run my last race
To dare find another place that is free
And bar your thoughts
In our memory
In these city dreams
Stretching up towards cold sun
finding oneself,
Bursting up through tarmac
For gain and Again,
For the site of your touch
And the scent of your hand
I think
I could find you
Wonderful
Yourself in yourself
If that is the answer still true
And I run my last race
To dare find another place that is free
And bar your thoughts
In our memory
#prose
191 reads
7 Comments
deadwolf
Poem Published
30th Mar 2024 11:17am
30th Mar 2024 11:17am
Everything
Looking at you,
When I first told you all these things
Of the clouding in my mind
Something snapped,
made me want to run an hide
feeling all right, looking at you,
When it happened,
I am feelin it too,
All I want to do,
All I ever wanted to do
Is to give you everything
When I first told you all these things
Of the clouding in my mind
Something snapped,
made me want to run an hide
feeling all right, looking at you,
When it happened,
I am feelin it too,
All I want to do,
All I ever wanted to do
Is to give you everything
#prose
133 reads
1 Comment
deadwolf
Poem Published
29th Mar 2024 7:00am
29th Mar 2024 7:00am
Untitled Words
Sittin here on my chair,,, writin
got the tv off
the doors & windows open
listenin to the sound of the birds
the last days of winters breezes
blowin through house and home
it smells an feels good
my good blanket pulled up & comfy
keepin this young old mans bones
warm like a smoldered fire
Jasper layin on the ground
next to me,
chewin on an empty 2 litter bottle I had just finished drinkin
makin me throw it,
he chases it, comes back
lays down & chews some more on it,
As I sit here
with words...
got the tv off
the doors & windows open
listenin to the sound of the birds
the last days of winters breezes
blowin through house and home
it smells an feels good
my good blanket pulled up & comfy
keepin this young old mans bones
warm like a smoldered fire
Jasper layin on the ground
next to me,
chewin on an empty 2 litter bottle I had just finished drinkin
makin me throw it,
he chases it, comes back
lays down & chews some more on it,
As I sit here
with words...
#narrative
#prose
#nostalgia
223 reads
4 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
22nd Mar 2024 00:33am
22nd Mar 2024 00:33am
the wind in the willows
I was with badger on curtailing dear old toad’s behaviour on the open road, but I think badger possibly went too far, and then deep in the wild wood it
snowed, and toad hall was taken over by the proletariat, and I suspect that
I am more of a weasel and a stoat than a mole, but then, no one’s perfect
snowed, and toad hall was taken over by the proletariat, and I suspect that
I am more of a weasel and a stoat than a mole, but then, no one’s perfect
#prose
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3 Comments
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