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LokiOfLiterati
Poem Published
3rd Feb 2019 11:01pm
3rd Feb 2019 11:01pm
Words leap
To all the science deniers, the censors, those who benefit from suckling at America's titties while ignoring where that milk originates, those with no burning questions, and nothing to represent, the anti-intellectual movement really: when a man rejects critical thinking, observation and self ownership that man is will fully ignorant and by proxy has weaponized ignorance against the populace. Hence why during this murky cultural chaos comedians and Hip Hoppers even more brightly shine, reporting from the front lines. Our voices and words if they create the world, then if unused can also...
#identity
#politics
#PopCulture #responsibility
#PopCulture #responsibility
57 reads
3 Comments
NimmieAmee
Poem Published
27th Sep 2016 4:37pm
27th Sep 2016 4:37pm
No love is unconditional
No love is unconditional.
At least, no healthy love.
Would you love them if:
they abuse you?
they abuse your children?
they murder your mother?
they cut off your hand?
If you still love them after all that.. there's something WRONG with you.
All love has conditions, even if they mostly go unspoken.
Even parental love.
You hear all the time of parents kicking their children out and disowning them just for loving or being a different gender than the parents had expected.
...
At least, no healthy love.
Would you love them if:
they abuse you?
they abuse your children?
they murder your mother?
they cut off your hand?
If you still love them after all that.. there's something WRONG with you.
All love has conditions, even if they mostly go unspoken.
Even parental love.
You hear all the time of parents kicking their children out and disowning them just for loving or being a different gender than the parents had expected.
...
432 reads
7 Comments
Lookawaynow
Rose
Rose
Poem Published
15th Aug 2016 3:30pm
15th Aug 2016 3:30pm
Once I was Seven Years Old
Nine years left
just a boy young man
gone living life too fast like you knew no better
Snuffed out like the burning herb taken
gone away swimming on alcohol excess
And I shouldn't give momentary thoughts
because I don't even have a date to share
They don't go talking about it anymore in
my company
breezing over the memory but that's crass
the mind don't work so much like that
they do
I just don't hear so good anymore
She'd swap places today this minute,
that hurts more than you being gone ...
328 reads
dizzzzzzy
616
616
Poem Published
17th Mar 2019 11:50pm
17th Mar 2019 11:50pm
pause!!! Errrrr !
Time just stopped!!!
Pretty cool huh?
Pretty cool huh?
#TruthOfLife
60 reads
7 Comments
EmmalineMilady
Poem Published
6th Apr 2018 4:50pm
6th Apr 2018 4:50pm
No Title
Nostalgia is infectious, like a disease of whimsical fantasies
that wisp through the mind
leaving behind a faded reality.
In that faded reality, the bad is gone,
just as it fades with death - only the good remains.
Colors change under different lights, as do people
And self-preservation is vital to the health of your core being.
There isn't anyone that should ever expect you
to love them more than you love yourself, but they will.
And chances are, they will provoke your inner desire for love -
To give...
that wisp through the mind
leaving behind a faded reality.
In that faded reality, the bad is gone,
just as it fades with death - only the good remains.
Colors change under different lights, as do people
And self-preservation is vital to the health of your core being.
There isn't anyone that should ever expect you
to love them more than you love yourself, but they will.
And chances are, they will provoke your inner desire for love -
To give...
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#learning
231 reads
4 Comments
ExercisingDemons
Poem Published
13th Mar 2019 3:24am
13th Mar 2019 3:24am
This is it
I will forever exist,
born inside a lazarus pit,
born to brooding and wit,
I'm a natural at this,
you're words' are only disastrous.
I like to unglue and to strip,
to watch the gears and the bits,
as they move and they twist.
It took years to master this,
you took your shots and they missed.
Even if you do get a grip
and I do choose to loosen my mitts,
you couldn't wade through my mist.
I'm so fluid, one drop you'll be rinsed. ...
born inside a lazarus pit,
born to brooding and wit,
I'm a natural at this,
you're words' are only disastrous.
I like to unglue and to strip,
to watch the gears and the bits,
as they move and they twist.
It took years to master this,
you took your shots and they missed.
Even if you do get a grip
and I do choose to loosen my mitts,
you couldn't wade through my mist.
I'm so fluid, one drop you'll be rinsed. ...
#anger
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0 Comments
tmoj
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Poem Published
1st Sep 2017 8:20pm
1st Sep 2017 8:20pm
Sky Diver
The moonlight guides me
Trying not to think about what's underneath
Nothing to hold my feet
Unless I wanna die
No boats or land in sight
I don't know where I am because
I fell from the sky
Trying not to think about what's underneath
Nothing to hold my feet
Unless I wanna die
No boats or land in sight
I don't know where I am because
I fell from the sky
213 reads
4 Comments
Bl_nk
Poem Published
30th Sep 2018 7:37pm
30th Sep 2018 7:37pm
An apology ...
I apologize for having this feeling, I’m sorry for loving you ... I know it won’t work out, and it hurts me knowing that I won’t ever be someone you want. No matter how hard I try, no matter what I do, I won’t be the one you want. I’ll be hurting here, and I’m fine with that, see as long as you are smiling I’m fine with anything, I’ll say I’m fine and go on with my day like I didn’t take 3 to the chest and 1 to the neck.
And with that, I leave you, because I don’t want to cause pain, and seeing you happy is enough for me. As I walk away 1 more shot rings out, hits me between the...
And with that, I leave you, because I don’t want to cause pain, and seeing you happy is enough for me. As I walk away 1 more shot rings out, hits me between the...
#rejection
83 reads
1 Comment
Nari
Spellbound
Spellbound
Poem Published
Yesterday 8:20pm
Yesterday 8:20pm
Quantitative Reasoning 1.0
One discipline that can definitely challenge math is Sentinel Logic and don't you ever forget it.
#politics
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DevilsChild
Poem Published
9th Oct 2018 5:23pm
9th Oct 2018 5:23pm
The Adventures of Hoppity Hop (The Final Adventure)
3:00 am I wake to you passed out
in the corner where you slept
changing your food and water
I noticed there was no movement
your chest wasn’t moving
some see their animals as pets
to me you were my son
can’t have kids of my own
so when I held you for the first time
it made me smile
and everyday after
I was always happy to see you
you were hopping with joy
waiting for me to pet you
no one else could hold you
you never gave me any trouble
I feel bad, I could of done more
let you out on the...
in the corner where you slept
changing your food and water
I noticed there was no movement
your chest wasn’t moving
some see their animals as pets
to me you were my son
can’t have kids of my own
so when I held you for the first time
it made me smile
and everyday after
I was always happy to see you
you were hopping with joy
waiting for me to pet you
no one else could hold you
you never gave me any trouble
I feel bad, I could of done more
let you out on the...
#love
#death
#animals
156 reads
5 Comments
Gahddess_Worship
Poem Published
6th Dec 2015 00:01am
6th Dec 2015 00:01am
CONSUMING LOVE
Dearest Love,
Our love affair, to me, is a great source of consolation. Whenever troubled, bored or desperate for companionship you are at my side offering unconditional comfort and diversion. The habits that we have developed are now an integral part of my daily routine. The evidence of our love is more and more apparent to myself and others as my stomach festoons more and more over my belt and it becomes increasingly harder to move. As enjoyable as it is to make love our interludes will, in the end, be the death of me. Although the idea of our relationship changing is, for me, a...
Our love affair, to me, is a great source of consolation. Whenever troubled, bored or desperate for companionship you are at my side offering unconditional comfort and diversion. The habits that we have developed are now an integral part of my daily routine. The evidence of our love is more and more apparent to myself and others as my stomach festoons more and more over my belt and it becomes increasingly harder to move. As enjoyable as it is to make love our interludes will, in the end, be the death of me. Although the idea of our relationship changing is, for me, a...
318 reads
4 Comments
DeeTooCold
Poem Published
21st Feb 2017 3:09am
21st Feb 2017 3:09am
Yesterday: Part Three
It's been a year since you been gone."
"I hate that you had to go away."
"We wanted to visit you"
"But we had to stay"
"Today makes a full year now"
"It's been quite a good while"
"Since I last seen you smile"
"I remember your soft touch as a child"
"Time has past and things have changed"
"When you ascended I knew I wouldn't be the same"
"I think about the memories we shared in my dreams"
"But now you got your wings"
"You're with the ancestors now"
"You are an ancestors now"
"The grief still pursues me"
"Things...
"I hate that you had to go away."
"We wanted to visit you"
"But we had to stay"
"Today makes a full year now"
"It's been quite a good while"
"Since I last seen you smile"
"I remember your soft touch as a child"
"Time has past and things have changed"
"When you ascended I knew I wouldn't be the same"
"I think about the memories we shared in my dreams"
"But now you got your wings"
"You're with the ancestors now"
"You are an ancestors now"
"The grief still pursues me"
"Things...
272 reads
2 Comments
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