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The poem of my heart

by RedAndBlack 3/30/2023

written by RedAndBlack

I look around, Red, blue, white, black,

Hmm, what are these colours good for? Nothing absolute crap,

A goodbye, live well, farewell?

To you, although, who can bring themself to do this all alone?

Easy life for those who win, none to say thank you, I love you forever and never second,

You and me? I wanted to thank you for reaching out your hand,

Oh, but why would I thank you? It was me all along,

Under this all, who do you think I I’m? not a puppet for you to take,

Not an object for you to use and rape,

It’s the little things that make me smile,

The world, so full of […]

3/30/2023 0 comment

You can feel it. The overwhelming dread of it all, the persistent paranoia; draped upon your shoulders like a cloak. It seems to swallow you whole. It’s what makes you sit down in the shower, wailing into your folded arms as the painfully hot water falls onto your back. It’s the tactile hallucinations of someone standing right behind you, watching you. It makes you feel like you’re delusional, like you can’t tell anybody or even begin to explain any of it. They wouldn’t understand. It’s the same thing that forces you to battle yourself into staying awake as long as possible so that you […]

2/16/2021 0 comment

coping mechanism

by system 2/15/2021

written by system

one of my biggest coping mechanisms is songwriting, so I thought I might share something I’m working on. it can be read like poetry I guess, it communicates a lot of the feelings I have about my recent abuser. even though its in present tense, the song is referring to past events. im no longer in contact with my abuser and am on complete social lockdown.

verse a
euphoria
it’s so possesing
can’t stop myself
from obsessing
you hold me close
just to bruise me
why is your love
so confusing

pre-chorus
i’m supposed to feel safe here
but everything’s so cold
you get me so high […]

2/15/2021 4 comments

My Mind

by imtryinghere 10/12/2019

written by imtryinghere

My mind is like a maze.

Trying to think positive, but always go to the negatives.

I need to escape this pain, this hurt, these thoughts.

”Kill yourself.”

“Cut yourself”

I’m in class, then boom…

It hits me, all of a sudden I want to die.

At night my thoughts races, for seconds, minutes, and hours.

They don’t stop until midnight.

Six hours until you have to wake up, yet you still can’t fall asleep.

You wake up to your alarm, wondering how you even fell asleep with your mind so active at night.

You then have to go to school just to do it all over again.

When will my mind stop?

10/12/2019 0 comment

Miguel De Unamuno – An Eternal Elegy

by Taf Taf 9/23/2018

written by Taf Taf

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 […]

9/23/2018 0 comment

Constantine P. Cavafy – The City

by Taf Taf 9/22/2018

written by Taf Taf

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 […]

9/22/2018 0 comment

Federico García Lorca – Suicide

by Taf Taf 9/9/2018

written by Taf Taf

(Maybe it was because you hadn’t

mastered Geometry)

–

The lad was going blank.

It was ten in the morning.

–

His heart was growing full

of broken wings and rag flowers.

–

He noticed there remained

just one word on his lips.

–

And when he took off his gloves

a soft ash fell from his hands.

–

A tower showed through the balcony door.

He felt he was balcony and tower.

–

No doubt he saw how the clock,

stopped in its […]

9/9/2018 1 comment

Constantine P. Cavafy – Ithaka

by Taf Taf 9/8/2018

written by Taf Taf

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uok_CWwIWAo

This poem is based on the ancient Greek epic poem Odyssey, which is attributed to the legendary author Homer. Quick summary of the Odyssey: there was a war between the ancient Greeks and the Trojans (Troy was – and still is – located at nowadays North-western Turkey), the Greeks laid siege on the city of Troy for 10 years and they destroyed it (there’s another ancient epic poem, Aeneid by the Roman author Virgil, that picks up the story after the destruction of Troy, but let’s stick to Homer’s Odyssey for now). After that, one of the Greek kings named Odysseus (in Latin: Ulysses) set out for Ithaka, his […]

9/8/2018 0 comment

Paul Durcan – Thinking About Suicide

by Taf Taf 9/1/2018

written by Taf Taf

Although I may never commit suicide

I spend parts of each day thinking about suicide –

Thinking about how I lack the courage to do it.

–

I wake in the mourning with 60 per cent depression.

That’s how it remains for the whole day,

Except for the odd occasion in a year

–

In the doorway or on the street I meet by chance

For a few minutes a woman passing-by

Who has the time to stop and talk for three minutes

–

Or five minutes or even sometimes seven or eight minutes,

Who rocks back on her heels in her pink, hooped skirt

With laughter, no matter what the topic.

–

Depression and despair are two different states

Of mind, […]

9/1/2018 2 comments

Kostis Palamas – Agora (The Market Place)

by Taf Taf 8/29/2018

written by Taf Taf

Just as dry summers pant for the first rain,

so thou art thirsty for a happy home

and for a life remote, like hermit’s prayer,

a corner of forgetting and of love.

–

And thirsty for the ship upon the sea

that ever onward sails with birds and sea-things,

filling its life with our great planet’s light.

But unto thee both ship and home said: ”No!

–

Look neither for the happiness remote

that never moves, nor for the life that ever finds

in each new land and harbor a new soul!

–

Only the panting of a toiling slave

for thee! Drag in the market place thy body’s

nakedness, strange to the strangers and thine own!”

From the poetry collection ”Life […]

8/29/2018 1 comment

Miguel De Unamuno – Poems

by Taf Taf 8/7/2018

written by Taf Taf

Muerte (Death)

To die to sleep… to sleep… perchance to dream.

(Hamlet, act iii, scene iv)

You are the dream of a God; when you awake

will you return to the womb where you were born?

Will you then be what you were before?

Will your death be a new birth?

–

Is this dream absent during wakefulness?

Luckily here the mystery assists us;

as a remedy of our sad life

our fate remains an inviolable secret.

–

Let your future remain hidden under the fog

and walk calmly […]

8/7/2018 1 comment

George Vizyenos – The Dream

by Taf Taf 8/1/2018

written by Taf Taf

George Vizyenos – The Dream

(Translated by Timothy Adès)

Last night I saw all in my sleep
a river deep:
God let it not come true!
Silent as night beside the flood,
moon-pale, there stood
a young man whom I knew.

– – –

With force the stormwind striving
and smiting
near drove him from the living;
waves sucked his feet with kisses,
inviting
him down to their embraces.

– – –

Not by the storm I thought him
mistreated,
despairing wretch forsaken.
To snatch him safe I speeded,
nor caught him:
abruptly he was taken.

– – –

I stooped towards the river,
him to discover:
my own pale corpse I knew!

8/1/2018 2 comments

Poetry

by WanderingDreamer91 7/27/2018

written by WanderingDreamer91

My Poetry (WanderingDreamer91)

A. Untitled (Night)

(Old: 2006-2010 (14-19); High School Teen on GaiaOnline)

The full moon at night,

what a beautiful sight,

the stars dance in twilight,

piercing the darkness with all it’s might.

B. Dirge/Requiem

(August 13, 2017 (Sunday) (26); Facebook/My Puns-Rhymes Computer Document)

(Note: I guess I didn’t have a poetry document or didn’t feel like using one for some reason, I don’t know, I found this again by chance. :p I was even wondering about sharing some, but meh…)

Topic: A dirge/requiem poem I created

(Light)
(A parting for loved ones and animals)
Now your time has come to pass,
but alas,
our memories of you shall not be crass,
so lay […]

7/27/2018 3 comments

The Solipsist

by WanderingDreamer91 7/21/2018

written by WanderingDreamer91

Introduction

Here’s a poem I made on Facebook on June 1st, when I really needed to vent. :p
(It’s a bit dark and sadomasochistic, instead of just plain masochistic, I hope that’s okay…)

Not that anyone cares, most people just ghost me…

People usually ignore me or hate me, I’m not sure if anyone is at fault when people leave me or don’t want to talk to me and I’m not sure if I should even care…

I just want to be myself… people are too different from me…

I […]

7/21/2018 3 comments

Strange days,when you’re a stranger…

by Taf Taf 6/17/2018

written by Taf Taf

Will the doors of our perception ever be cleansed?

6/17/2018 3 comments

To clipped-wings

by Taf Taf 5/26/2018

written by Taf Taf

Hey,you know that you’re not a burden…In fact,you’re one the nicest persons I’ve ever talked to.I keep thinking of you and I admire and respect you.I don’t think that anyone has something mean or bad to say about you (well,at least here in the SP). Now,since you like poetry,I’d like to do something for you… I’ll give you a poem (and I hope you’ll like it) written by one of the greatest poets who ever lived…This is ”The Guest House” ,by Jalaluddin Rumi (translated by Coleman Barks):

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.

A joy, […]

5/26/2018 3 comments

A tribute to Kostas Karyotakis

by Taf Taf 2/6/2018

written by Taf Taf

I liked literature,poetry, and history since I was a little boy.Even though I never went to a college or a university,I continued to read-that kept me going for a long time.I came across Karyotakis’ poetry when I was young-oddly enough,they taught us his poems at school-and I was immediately hooked.Karyotakis is one of the most famous and the most important Greek poets.He wrote about alienation,depression,melancholy,anxiety,pessimism,and death,amongst other things.He committed suicide in 1928.I found on the internet some of his poems translated into English and I would like to post some of them here.If you like poetry,I suggest you should look out for his work,especially if […]

2/6/2018 1 comment

I wrote this on the morning of September 29th.

by Shootmeup 10/1/2016

written by Shootmeup

Junk fucked grunge and grime and became punk in time followed by this dope laced rhyme is blue lips and rolled back eyes with a rope tied tight you might find the right side of life when every body is done crying at your funeral they go back home and do the same thing as you but they don’t understand the point of view you had and why you choose to tie ropes to rocks and throw those hopes over the beam tied real tight so you could kick the chair from under your feet in the same place under that bridge you used […]

10/1/2016 4 comments

Love.

by xx 3/23/2016

written by xx

I’ve never been in love, and I’m not very loved, and I don’t think I’ll ever fall in love.

I’d really like to, one day. But I don’t know if I’m capable. I don’t think I’m capable. I don’t expect it, and I have no hope for it in my life.

Nevertheless, I still think about love, a lot, even though I probably can’t love, and I can’t be loved.

This is a very well-known poem, but every once in a while, when I feel breakable and like I really want to be held, even just to pretend that that is what love feels like, it pops into […]

3/23/2016 11 comments

Poetry is my outlet currently

by Skior 3/17/2016

written by Skior

I’ve started writing poetry about how i feel from day to day, I would like it if i could get some advice on what i wrote

Thanks

Beauty,
It is so lovely
The deeper we sink into depression
It sooner blossoms in our fears and our desperation
It tears our hearts and makes them bleed
But it is a new start, a new beginning
No matter how deep the pain flows
In the deepest veins it courses
It travels, It spreads
Yet still, is the light in our dark and gloomy life
Every life is sad and lonely
the people who learn to accept it live happier

3/17/2016 2 comments

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