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The it man
My boyfriend
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Poetry & Art
Seriously.
Shut up.
There is an old quote that I have very easily warmed up to, and it goes that smaller minds discuss people, things, and events while the better minds discuss ideas. I don’t know who originally said this, but I feel that is strongly correlates to a number of issues I’ve got with certain forms of entertainment. I may sound like hypocrite because I myself am discussing a certain type of people, but the idea behind it bears word that needs to be spoken now more than ever.
You read the title of this rant so I am going to cut to the chase. Can people […]
i am a mediocre at best meal served cold in a run down diner that smells of mildew and grease.
i am the imperfection in your work of art which you erase until i cease to exist and so does the idea that i could ever be a part of something so beautiful.
i am the blood on the mattress and the mud stain on the floor. i am the roach skittering into the dark to hide where it is more comfortable. to where i belong.
i am the dirt below the casket. i do not see the light of day anymore.
Hii, I’m still alive! Hope people are okay?(ish)I had an encounter with someone, who became significant to me in a matter of days. I’m too ill though and they backed away because of it, leaving me alone in this country so here’s a poem:
Pain is a teacher; an illusion,
To our confusion it will change the entirety of a life.
If you let it reside in your mind, it will grow like a tree,
warping, wrapping its roots through your psyche.
Let it flow instead like water, for a while all you’ll see
is blurred imagery. And a taste of tears in your mouth.
But atleast you’ll be free. You’ll heal, […]
The love lost
The love living
The love torn from both sides
Seeping into eternity
What will life hold
But a fray of exisistence
I exposed my soul
Let you know my feelings
But what was the goal?
You can’t help my healing
Maybe you can’t understand
What I’m going through
I just want you to hold my hand
You don’t have to tell me what to do
I just really need a friend
Someone I know I can lean on
To let me know this isn’t the end
To help me find the strength to carry on
Just lend me your shoulder to cry on
Lend me a listening ear
Tell me it will be ok and
Let me cry my tears
Isn’t anybody listening
To my silent cry for help
Isn’t anybody caring
If I ever get well
I’m trying to hold on
Though I feel so broken […]
What do you when nobody cares?
You reach out in pain
But there’s nobody there?
You’re slowly going insane
What do you do when you feel so empty
When there’s nothing left inside
You look in your heart, there’s nothing to see
But so many times you have tried
You keep reaching, but you’re just falling
Into the darkness even more
I’m just so tired of pretending
And I can’t do it anymore
I wish somebody would be there
When I need somebody to talk to
But I don’t think anybody cares
I don’t have a clue what to do
I just sit all alone in the darkness
Hour after hour, I can’t sleep
Why am I such a mess?
How have I fallen […]
i have been graced with a voice so sweet and this voice rings like a bell. a church bell, to be precise.
i know others hear this comforting sound. the words she speaks and sings so pleasantly stick in our minds like the golden honey she does not allow.
she commands us to ritualistically douse ourselves in water as if it were holy. as if it will cleanse our wrongdoings.
every day is accompanied by her singsong voice in the background, whispering in our ears.
and even though this voice is angelic the words it professes are not so polite.
this voice is a ringing in my ears that will […]
Last time I had anything to do with poetry must have been like 10 years ago, in middle school. And my school path isn’t really literary. And English isn’t my native language. So don’t expect too much from this…
High and far in the sky,
Over clouds he could fly;
Phoenix was proud and spry.
Ending its aging fire
In his last, final cry
Spawns this new, and much dire
Dawn of rain in his stead.
Exiting this gray place
Appears now in his head,
Drawing peace on his face.
Time is here
Time is gone
Love is near and love is high
Love is deep
Love is uncertain
Love is lingering
Love is nigh
Love is without
Love is sin
If taking to a deeper self
Love will reign high
Miguel De Unamuno – An Eternal Elegy
Oh Time, Time,
relentless tyrant!
Oh terrible mystery!
The past does not return,
it never comes back again,
ancient history!
Yes, ancient, but always the same,
terrifying!
Always present…
. . . . . . . . . . . .
When consciousness is deprived
of the passage of time,
what is it that remains?
What happens to light if the mirror is broken?
. . . . . . . . . . . .
Fierce Saturn,
oh […]
You said: ”I’ll go to another country, go to another shore,
find another city better than this one.
Whatever I try to do is fated to turn out wrong
and my heart lies buried as though it were something dead.
How long can I let my mind moulder in this place?
Wherever I turn, wherever I happen to look,
I see the black ruins of my life, here,
where I’ve spent so many years, wasted them, destroyed them totally.”
–
You won’t find a new country, won’t find another shore.
This city will […]
They say that I’m a lucky woman,
being healthy and successful,
living in good, rich Germany.
But sometimes I wonder
if people are blind
and completely heart-deaf here.
A few weeks ago,
I was waiting in a hotel –
A guest from Australia
was walking through the lobby.
A mobile on his ear.
I heard him talking:
„They are like robots here,
all of them!“
He couldn’t see me in the corner.
Then I just read HERE
from this young man
from Australia…
Complaining pretty much
about the same things over there.
Is there any better place?
Anywhere?
I doubt. I traveled a lot.
Hell […]
Yesterday I find a reason to live
Today I find a reason to die
Tomorrow what is the reason ?
Go back to my old self
Thats what I want
But it wont
Cause its already gone
The reason behind it
we do not speak the same language and we do not look the same way.
we are not flesh and blood. you are still family.
you bring me joy. you make me laugh. i love to be with you.
even though we do not speak, we communicate. you know me better than most people do.
you comfort me when i cry. you are always excited to see me. you are the sweetest thing i have ever known.
i do not know what i would do if anything ever happened to you before it is your time to go.
i heard all dogs go to heaven. i hope that’s true, because heaven […]
it is said that the man upstairs forgives all and loves all. he is a protector and a giver.
i often wonder if i am included.
i have spent my whole life pushing faith away. at the same time it has been forced down my throat.
i assume i am not included.
to know I love the deaths creation.
but any of is for bme a taboo subject
so so don’t sing the deaths of. also I did.
this can’t be excused to some,
as strangers. maybe is takes a toll of relief..
but I’d stick to what I know as stranger.
and any must be alive. and that can be noone..
i cut my hair off because i no longer wished to be beautiful.
i do not want you to look at me and tell me about the way i look.
i do not care if i am beautiful in your eyes.
i am beautiful in my head.
i am beautiful in the way i used my broken second language to help a stranger from herself.
i am beautiful in the way that i will put you above myself. i am beautiful in the way that i will give until i have nothing.
i am beautiful in the way that i love.
i am beautiful in my ability to mold these letters into words that […]
you will never love your daughter the way you love your son.
you say he has his head on right and he is someone you can be proud of.
i do not think you have ever said those words about me.
i am sorry that i am not what you wanted.
you told me i would have been an abortion if it was not for my mother’s faith.
i think you gave up on me before i ever breathed my first breath.