#poem dump

[charybdissmal]

- I Wrote This for You (2007-2017), Iain S. Thomas

[sagwasagwa]

More on insta - @ Lembi Poetry

[watermeloncholycucumbersome]

Day 87 of Writing Something Everyday

(365 Day Challenge)

You confuse me..

A puzzle that is hard to put together,

A case that's hard to solve,

A safe that's hard to crack.

The fact that it's tough means there's something important at the centre that I'm missing - that most people miss when they see you.

Most women seek fools gold out in the open, I seek the authentic and search through damp caves to find it.

The shimmer from the real sparkles, you know when you find it.

The fake fades and cracks, you don't know it's fake until you see it up close - dissipating into nothingness in the palm of your hand when you hold it.

My dear, the jewels you hold within you live behind the confined walls of flesh you carry.

Precious pearls, romantic rubies, heart of gold, soul of sapphire.

You are worth much more than this.

~Jenni

[rotzmp3]

“who is rotzmp3 ??” - me

read this byf

who even is he?

☆│im rotz (online name)

☆│im 15+

☆│bisexual transmasc

☆│part of an osdd1b system & im a therian/alterhuman

☆│i like poetry, marine life, gaming, and art

what does he even write?

☆│i write mostly personal stuff, such as:

☆│love, heartbreak, family dysfunction

☆│depression, anxiety, mental health(such as ed, bpd, self sabotage, sh, etc.)

☆│religious references(although im not religious), canine, and more

who does he like?

☆│for this account specifically, no crazy stuff such as nsfw and whatever things that make me uncomfortable

☆│i don’t have a specific dni or byf for this acc. its my own space so if u get blocked or removed, u prob weirded me out

extras

☆│im taken

☆│prob wont be as active here, as this is a dump account for my poems and writings i think of - out of the blue

[aomiinwonderland]

I skipped so much prompts from @wispy-wallfish list huhu I'll post them when I get around to writing them. But, am back since I need to get some stuff out hihi~ enjoy

Theme: Drip

Droplets of Agony

Beads of suffering descend

Uninterrupted, cold, constant

Craving for liberation

Plink. Plink. Plink.

Grueling affliction

Aching mind

Mayhem ensues

Plink. Plink. Plink.

Enraged thoughts

Throbbing pain

Panic rises

Plink. Plink. Plink.

Succumbing to agony

Thoughts quiet

Quintissential peace, emanating stillness

Plink. Plink. Plink

[theblackwavescall]

Its like being stranded

In a a sea surrounded

By nothing but waves of

Icy cold deep blue water

I don’t know how I got there

I don’t know why I started

Rowing the boat in the first place

When someone places you

At the centre of the bridge

Leaving you unsure

Which is the way forward

And which leads you back

To the burning forests

Whose black smoke

Has now tattooed your skin

And when somebody asks you

About your favourite colour

You suddenly forget the name

Every colour ever in existence

Every colour that your eyes

Have come across and relaxed

Even forgetting the hundred

Lilac dresses in your closet

When all your mind can draw

When not being forced to imagine

And giving the pen a free rein

Are numerous small circles

Drawn over one another

Of always being in a dilemma

To be yourself or to not offend

And never being able to decide

When knowing the difference

Between the right and the wrong

Does not save you from the

Picking the rights for you

The diagrams of overdrawn circle

Imprisoned in your mind

Caught between hazy smoke

When answering every question

related to a choice feels like

Walking a thousand miles barefoot

On a road that goes nowhere

Never being able to decide

And staying at the place

Where two road merge

Unable to move forward

Too stubborn to go back

[magicboytrash]

my skin and i

you and your skin

you are one and the same

you should love it

since you can’t leave it

my skin and I

we do not like each other

my eyes scan in the mirror

they are not happy

there are days we get along

my skin and i

but days like today

we do not

we are far too much

and far too little

we are scars 

not soft but rough

we are not beautiful

we are not ideal

days like this

i wish i could crawl out of my skin

i’m sure my skin wishes i would too

it wishes i would leave it

and i wish for that too

it’s days like these

my skin and i

we crawl into bed

in a shapeless form

and don’t leave until we have to

my skin and i

at best

we are enemies

my skin and i

oh how i wish we were friends

[aomiinwonderland]

Woohoo, two day gap again so two mixed prompts from @wispy-wallfish ~ I tried my best to create a poem with the theme of delirium and degenerative incorporated. I might re-edit it haha

Shifting Shadows

Grappling with Echos

Slipping reality

Reminiscent habits

Hallucinations awaken

Deteriorating kindred

Karama unleashed

Unknown waters

Wanting release

Death surrounds mw

Move, it commands

Crumble, it demands

Remember, it beckons