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Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
Today 5:31am
Today 5:31am
Broach
(My inbox looks clean cut this time but…this city, that city..like where are you right now? Better off in a coffeehouse or a grocery store nowadays probably)
Growing
Inside those
Spider
Walls of
Emerald
Gemstone the
Broach was
Hunting
Down
Deserts with its
Tide pool
Fangs for
Coastlines
Ready to
Paralyze
My
Heart.
Growing
Inside those
Spider
Walls of
Emerald
Gemstone the
Broach was
Hunting
Down
Deserts with its
Tide pool
Fangs for
Coastlines
Ready to
Paralyze
My
Heart.
#metaphor
13 reads
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theEgoEffect
Barona
Barona
Poem Published
17th Jan 2019 9:15pm
17th Jan 2019 9:15pm
Loss (introspective rant)
I've had my share of loss and
dread the fact there's always more to come.
Maybe this is why I chose to run in the first place,
but I know it'll end in regret.
Waves of emptiness crash at my shore,
fading the numbness,
as I flip through photographs,
listening to abysmal songs
of abstract love.
Love - how it can mend,
yet when badly needed, it can end.
There will come a day when
I'll have to do this all over again.
More truth to that statement
than I'll ever really know.
I'm lucky that I have not been submerged
in...
dread the fact there's always more to come.
Maybe this is why I chose to run in the first place,
but I know it'll end in regret.
Waves of emptiness crash at my shore,
fading the numbness,
as I flip through photographs,
listening to abysmal songs
of abstract love.
Love - how it can mend,
yet when badly needed, it can end.
There will come a day when
I'll have to do this all over again.
More truth to that statement
than I'll ever really know.
I'm lucky that I have not been submerged
in...
#dark
#myself
44 reads
4 Comments
peninnah
Sanaa
Sanaa
Poem Published
16th Jan 2019 2:13pm
16th Jan 2019 2:13pm
DEAR LORD (DIARY OF A BARREN WOMAN)
Dear Lord,it's me again.I have been calling and calling and calling,but You must be extremely busy because I cannot seem to get a reply from You.
You promised Papaa,You promised that whenever I call,You will answer.You asked me to bring all my anxieties and worries and requests to You and You assured me,that though a mother my forsake her loved one,Forget the child of her bosom,that You Lord,You will never forsake me.
You told me You had a plan,a good plan for my future;a plan of prosperity and not adversity,You told me to enlarge the place of my dwelling, ''For you will...
You promised Papaa,You promised that whenever I call,You will answer.You asked me to bring all my anxieties and worries and requests to You and You assured me,that though a mother my forsake her loved one,Forget the child of her bosom,that You Lord,You will never forsake me.
You told me You had a plan,a good plan for my future;a plan of prosperity and not adversity,You told me to enlarge the place of my dwelling, ''For you will...
#women
#motherhood
#LifeStruggles #spiritual
#LifeStruggles #spiritual
14 reads
2 Comments
BlissInMadness
Blisxs
Blisxs
Poem Published
16th Jan 2019 8:34am
16th Jan 2019 8:34am
Read me maybe you'll like it
Should I say hi or bye
We've never met and never will.
I dont think I'd care for it much if we did
Ahh yes a poem I forgot so eager to write and now all i have are my thought
Back to you.. no US. I'll pretend maybe I'll keep this up but primarily I won't.
What a small shard of glass in my skin is it to need to give attention to post. It was ghastly reading through drone like crop cooked up my numbskulls and wanna be poes.
I'm not this mean I swear. Just annoyed and unfair.
What a waist... oh well enjoy
We've never met and never will.
I dont think I'd care for it much if we did
Ahh yes a poem I forgot so eager to write and now all i have are my thought
Back to you.. no US. I'll pretend maybe I'll keep this up but primarily I won't.
What a small shard of glass in my skin is it to need to give attention to post. It was ghastly reading through drone like crop cooked up my numbskulls and wanna be poes.
I'm not this mean I swear. Just annoyed and unfair.
What a waist... oh well enjoy
#scary
#passion
18 reads
0 Comments
Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
14th Jan 2019 2:19am
14th Jan 2019 2:19am
Young
Songbirds
Laid into
Arboreal
Sky with a
Paradigm
Shift
Taking
Flight
…
Sabotaging
Itself out of
Legitimized-intimate
Spaces and
Situational
Pairings:
Branchings
Subconsciously
Longed for by
Night yet to
Find the happy medium
Between
Dying and
Surrendering to summer heat and the
Stream said nothing about the
Rain;
Nature’s own incidental way of
Inhouse
Cheating
…
Normalizing for
Picnic
Basket
Eyes and other
Casualties of the ...
Laid into
Arboreal
Sky with a
Paradigm
Shift
Taking
Flight
…
Sabotaging
Itself out of
Legitimized-intimate
Spaces and
Situational
Pairings:
Branchings
Subconsciously
Longed for by
Night yet to
Find the happy medium
Between
Dying and
Surrendering to summer heat and the
Stream said nothing about the
Rain;
Nature’s own incidental way of
Inhouse
Cheating
…
Normalizing for
Picnic
Basket
Eyes and other
Casualties of the ...
#friendship
#memories
#learning
#SelfReflection
#sensual
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Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
14th Jan 2019 2:14am
14th Jan 2019 2:14am
Atoms
Complexity is
Life;
Tuning:
Adjusting:
Controlling:
Duplicating the
Self with its
Brood:
Successors
Backed by an
Assortment of
Particles:
Atoms
Who
Require
Streamlined
Building blocks:
Carbon
Mainstay
True to the game yet still
Adaptable enough for when
Nature (exerts influence) has to
Pull
Entirety apart due to
Whatever, a
Glitch or
Something…
Life;
Tuning:
Adjusting:
Controlling:
Duplicating the
Self with its
Brood:
Successors
Backed by an
Assortment of
Particles:
Atoms
Who
Require
Streamlined
Building blocks:
Carbon
Mainstay
True to the game yet still
Adaptable enough for when
Nature (exerts influence) has to
Pull
Entirety apart due to
Whatever, a
Glitch or
Something…
#relationships
#conflict
#politics
#nature
#LifeCycle
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LUUH19
Emeraldia
Emeraldia
Poem Published
13th Jan 2019 2:46pm
13th Jan 2019 2:46pm
"Perks" of being a Doctor: Part 3 - After Midnight
Five people are waiting for the radiologist to finish taking the chest x-ray of a patient who was revived back to life.
Its past midnight as I take over my shift at the ED. There are a handful of patients with their loved ones on their side, a couple of nurses and other doctors. Its a slow and quiet night as I sat behind a desk which is next to my patients. Then suddenly, an irate scream of an attendant pierced through the silence which surrounded the emergency hall. She was holding her husband as he was gasping for air and not responding. We rushed to check his heart beat but...
Its past midnight as I take over my shift at the ED. There are a handful of patients with their loved ones on their side, a couple of nurses and other doctors. Its a slow and quiet night as I sat behind a desk which is next to my patients. Then suddenly, an irate scream of an attendant pierced through the silence which surrounded the emergency hall. She was holding her husband as he was gasping for air and not responding. We rushed to check his heart beat but...
#tragedy
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0 Comments
Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
11th Jan 2019 3:41am
11th Jan 2019 3:41am
Air
(Listening to Phoenecia – Melfad)
Some curtain of
Air
Sheep
Herding
Eyes for
Sun
Lost;
Cascading
Falls
Etching
Closer to
Bluer
Skies
And the
Rocks are all
Polished by the
Torrential
Moon
Lashing
Their
Humbling
Resides all about…
Echoing in the
Background,
Only
Part of its
Brilliance
Divvied up by
Rain.
Some curtain of
Air
Sheep
Herding
Eyes for
Sun
Lost;
Cascading
Falls
Etching
Closer to
Bluer
Skies
And the
Rocks are all
Polished by the
Torrential
Moon
Lashing
Their
Humbling
Resides all about…
Echoing in the
Background,
Only
Part of its
Brilliance
Divvied up by
Rain.
#sun
#animals
#moon
#rain
#nature
17 reads
1 Comment
Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
10th Jan 2019 3:32pm
10th Jan 2019 3:32pm
Ozarks
And the
Geologic
Perimeters for
Mountains
Licking their onions, edible
Potted peas and potato shaped
Nodules for
Homesteads;
Knobs and knobs of
Market among
North
Banks
Rolling out
Innards and the
Innards are
Touching down at the
Top bend for
Cousins in the
Ozarks.
Geologic
Perimeters for
Mountains
Licking their onions, edible
Potted peas and potato shaped
Nodules for
Homesteads;
Knobs and knobs of
Market among
North
Banks
Rolling out
Innards and the
Innards are
Touching down at the
Top bend for
Cousins in the
Ozarks.
#family
#countryside
#nature
#mountains
#culture
26 reads
1 Comment
Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
10th Jan 2019 1:40pm
10th Jan 2019 1:40pm
Violin
The
Bottle
Neck
Stomp
Carving
Maple out of
Bass clef
Stops at
Various
Finger
Pitches with the
Baroque
Offerings for
Moon and its
Spruce
Skies
Laying into
Answers
Vibrating from
Those
Depressed
Keys
Using the
Plucking at
Bow
Stringed
Instruments; to
Silence
Hearts.
Bottle
Neck
Stomp
Carving
Maple out of
Bass clef
Stops at
Various
Finger
Pitches with the
Baroque
Offerings for
Moon and its
Spruce
Skies
Laying into
Answers
Vibrating from
Those
Depressed
Keys
Using the
Plucking at
Bow
Stringed
Instruments; to
Silence
Hearts.
#gay
#erotic
#moon
#music
#metaphor
28 reads
2 Comments
NuBorn
Poem Published
10th Jan 2019 12:48pm
10th Jan 2019 12:48pm
Am I a rapist?
She called me
She came to me
She told me she was ready
It was time to take our relationship to the next level
"Are you sure?"
I asked
Repeatedly so
Because the last time we spoke
She was caught up in a place between us making love and her keeping her purity
And she chose the road of abstinence
I Respected her
I Waited for her
I loved her
Not even once did I ever ask her to act against her own will
But she came to me
She recited love poetry to my ears
Sent goosebumps down my veins
Entangled...
She came to me
She told me she was ready
It was time to take our relationship to the next level
"Are you sure?"
I asked
Repeatedly so
Because the last time we spoke
She was caught up in a place between us making love and her keeping her purity
And she chose the road of abstinence
I Respected her
I Waited for her
I loved her
Not even once did I ever ask her to act against her own will
But she came to me
She recited love poetry to my ears
Sent goosebumps down my veins
Entangled...
#sex
#friendship
#abuse
37 reads
2 Comments
Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
9th Jan 2019 6:29pm
9th Jan 2019 6:29pm
DUP Confessional 15- Neurotransmitters
(Listening to Alice Coltrane - Turiya And Ramakrishna-when I said I was old skool I didn’t lie)
As if this were some session and
You guys are the
Neurotransmitters that electroconvulsive therapy (ect)
Invades with: serotine and dopamine
Stimulating seizures to the brain
Trying to make things right...
Praising the promises of modern psychiatry’s
Jelly fish relaxers: no bones to break anymore
Further humanized by the plastic mouth piece
Made to bite down on
To keep from choking with
Little Impact…not on memory as much...
As if this were some session and
You guys are the
Neurotransmitters that electroconvulsive therapy (ect)
Invades with: serotine and dopamine
Stimulating seizures to the brain
Trying to make things right...
Praising the promises of modern psychiatry’s
Jelly fish relaxers: no bones to break anymore
Further humanized by the plastic mouth piece
Made to bite down on
To keep from choking with
Little Impact…not on memory as much...
#depression
#fish
#redemption
#metaphor
#culture
33 reads
2 Comments
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