This ones nice i have a hoard of my own poetry ans till adamant to post even on my own social media page which has a few good fellow poets. Thats nice really
Still not good at writing poetry but since other threads are on the topic of writing, I was reminded of this: Is my favourite poem rn, Dorothy Parker is a huge mood
I came, I saw I came, I saw I praise the Lord, then break the law I take what's mine, then take some more It rains, it pours It rains, it pours
I am the worm below your feet a drone without rights I feed on broken promises a starving parasite disconnect me from this host I'm choking on its lies I've been broken and reshaped and stitched into this hide I'm writhing, I'm screaming the gods are all scheming I'm tearing, I'm dreaming but there is no redeeming there is no end to this no end in sight there's only pain, anguish I am the living dead in my plight you feed me maggots of self loathing and tell me it's salvation now the flies have been reborn my soul's an aberration I feel my heart being devoured while your angels suckle my mind your sly deception and misdirection destroys us and makes us blind I'm writhing, I'm screaming the gods are all scheming I'm tearing, I'm dreaming but there is no redeeming there is no end to this no end in sight there's only pain, anguish I am the living dead in my plight
I really appreciate the imagery you conjured up here, associating anguish to physical things. This is really well done.
Always together And never apart One is your soul The other-your heart The heart is the key Into your soul While the soul fills the heart Making it whole One shows you life And the other one -love One is a butterfly And one is a dove One is all joyful and happy and free While the other is unsure Of where it wants to be You cannot have one without the other They give the other one life And love each other They both give you something And are useless alone Both are strong Yet accident prone With soul-you get love With love-you get soul Each makes the other More and more whole We all have each And each give to all But depending on how we use it You can rise or you fall So just always remember That they are always together And never apart One is your soul The other-your heart
I really enjoy Sandra Cisneros, she has this little poetry book I used to read back when I was in high school. ❤️
They used... to ship us. Then... we disembarked/ separated... by the distance part/ I guess... guys... hide... feelings... And the women talk/ screenshots... handle... all... my written marks/ Mental... abuse... can leave... hidden scars/ I cut... people off... Keep my scissors sharp/ Said... she’s on fire... Didn’t... feel the sparks/ Missing... the keys... to Make... my engine start/ ........... So we sit in park/ Because I’m not... good.... With the... forgiveness part/ You’re... not prepared... For the awful truth/ So vain... you’ll swear... My moves... are all for you/ .......... Beg ya pardon boo?/ used to get high... from my apartment view/ Heard about your lies... That’s just... a part of you/ Play me... again... I’ll call an audible/ Secrets... I keep... won’t let... my heart expose/ I’ve dealt... with some sharks... and kept... my cards close/ I know what to say and... what not to.../ So he never knows... and... won’t drop you/
I’ve been here for too long, I’ve walked all the winding paths, I know all the shortcuts and all the quick routes. The only way I don’t know is the way out.