I can’t delete you
How can I forget you?
Could I remember you?
I don't know who you are
I just know, you put
Weight on my life
It's not a problem
I just needed your heart
Please, give it to me
Mine is yours
Forever
There isn't any question
My heart is clear
My love is pure
But my soul is dark
But, loving you
Please, put light
Into my heart
I love you
Please choose
Give life
Or kill me
My forever
Love
I love you
The dark
Demon
But child
There is no
real need
for people
to be mean
to innocent
people they
do not even
know and
a line must
be drawn
when many
people we
care for
are being
targeted
just for being
Black or Brown
while they are
out and about
and it always
makes me frown
at the
computer screen
and that vibe
gets me down
which is why
I choose to
detach mentally
from it all
and log out
so that I don't
feel spiritually
drained for
these petty
online conflicts
are not even ever
worth the clout.
One is named “Another Unfortunately Not to Contact”,
Still with the mugshot at which we giggled.
I try to see what he had as a passing joke,
But he respected that I seriously don’t want to smoke.
He’ll always suit jackets that jingle.
Another’s named “Hurts to Contact”.
We met at a drawing group.
On first word, we clicked.
Their artwork is lit.
We’ve shared our final packet of Hula Hoops.
Another is just a number.
Together, we sang “Hey Jude”.
We watched “Gavin and Stacey”.
He made perfect pastry.
We’ll always love music and food.
As for you,
“Everything Will Be Alright”
Is how your sibling’s number is saved,
Whose buzzcut I used to shave –
Hair that won’t outgrow my memory’s sight.
Your contact is still Luka ??!
With a smiley and exclamation mark.
We are still in touch,
But I think of you too much –
Our conversations heart wrenching to park.
DELETE
I.(NOEL SIMBA)
For so long I kept u in my head
For so long I nurtured u like a baby
But not anymore
Tell me how can you sleep peacefully
Whatever came from your mouth was a lie all along
How do you keep on breathing
When you buried me alive
I regret how blind I turned
Believed your melodrama
Our meeting I thought was karma
Turned out to be a scammer
But it's cool, it's alright
I shake off this dust today
I shall never walk this dusty road again
II.(KAMEN JNR)
How did this dark bedroom become my companion?
How am I dying while you hold the medicine?
Erased. Recycled.
Erased. Recycled.
A cycle I've longed to escape.
Today, I finally did it.
I wiped away the connection.
Now I only hope
to erase those moments too.
I raise the white flag.
I give up.
©Noel Simba The Amazing Pencil and Rodrick kamen JNR
There is a convict king..An omnivore
Who eats the atrocious, yet showed
A brother the door' for lesser offences?
Though bad no doubt.' He's also put in the shade, by dark pontifs, where is the
Righteous shout ? The hue and cry.' The
potus's call.? The vigilant news corps
When did things fall.? Perhaps when the
Serpent slithered hugging the tree that
Held all knowledge, through as a mist i
See.? A form of growth a system that
Branches rich in foliage, yet that covers
Your chances..Lost in wonder of what can
Be by man-made.? Muscles become lax, as
So dense the messaging under this type of shade.)
Written for D;
I devoured the dust of deceptive devotion,
a plague of perfumed promises ~
a destructive dialect
that drained the music of my muse…
O heart-soother, pulse-seeker,
d e l e t e me ~
I’m a dangerous dream,
drenched in delusion,
disguised as a desert-rose dawn
within the dusk I wear,
dressed in honest lies ~
dramatizing deadly desire
and infernal flame,
a mirror framed in thorns and ivy…
The victimized villain
who once believed in me
knows my soul’s seething song,
this heart’s burning blaze,
and I’ll remain as a gothic sunset,
stranded in the
beloved Sahara of angst and silence,
for love never felt my rhyme...
One finger taps
DELETE….DELETE
The others won’t accept
DEFEAT
So carry on
MISSION COMPLETE
Another poem
REPEAT…REPEAT
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Winter arrived with frostbite flair,
A blizzard here, a sniffle there.
I checked the forecast—what a fright!
clicked CTRL + ALT + DELETE in spite
Snowflakes vanished mid-descent.
Icicles? Gone—no argument.
The polar winds? Just hit Command-Z,
And poof! They fled to Sicily.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Press one for eternal sunshine, two to speak
with a representative currently buried under
three feet of seasonal despair. All other options
have been disconnected due to icy conditions.
Your call is important to us—please hold
through blizzards, black ice, and the existential
dread of winter.
Your estimated wait time:
until lilies break the thaw.
We apologize for the delay,
but spring’s already listening.
When I die, Lord,
don’t delete me from the list.
Leave me there,
so it looks like I’m still online,
so the angels might think
I’m writing something beautiful in silence.
Send me messages,
I won’t reply,
but I’ll read them.
I’ve set my status to “seen at”: eternity.
I don’t want flowers,
just a candle with batteries,
so it won’t go out if it rains
in Your system.
I was good:
as much as one could be,
but the world disconnected too soon.
I remained suspended between servers,
a leftover file named final_hope.docx.
When my body account is closed,
I’ll go upward
through a beam of fiber,
among billions of souls in the archive.
And maybe, one day,
You too will open that file
called human.
And You will smile,
like a god
reading His own poem.
1419 NEW SENRYU Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand
Contest Judged: 10/8/2025 9:40:00 PM
( 10th Place )
alarm clock shouts loud
i hit snooze for the third time
dreams keep pulling me
Thats what we are seeing.' Its going to take rank and file
Disclosure..Or maybe a recording to be found in a boot
Sale i'd hazzard' to get (a grain of fresh disclosure) from
The locked up case? Of the island predator.' Strange how
Much time this luggage has done already? Will there be a
Liable case about the case? Is it a case of its a trunk in the
Drunk tank? Sorta misplaced?? I bet some heads of states
Are sleeping a little easier.? All over the world and in stardom there heve been so few.' Movies on this.! Maybe
A feature will pop up.? Some one might screen it on a
City wall? In a very busy time ( thats the only way i''d say )
Out from the ' sound of silence?'
2024
Finally, New Year Eve has arrived.
I must be quick to make up my mind,
To delete, remove and let go of all the Apps he installed,
The things he said, the messages he sent, the words he wrote,
The happiness he created, the work he helped,
The troubles he made and the pain he caused.
Within a brief encountering of 6 months,
A fun filled relationship,
A sweet memorable friendship,
Turned to bitterness and nightmare.
My head said: remove, delete and quit.
My heart sank and cried no tears.
Nothing to say, to write or to hear.
Soon, apart, we all shall be happy.
That was what I hope at least.
What does he think? Nothing and nothing.
Message for oldies,
Fair and fat, selfies delete!
Our faces look fat,
Lard butts expand, beyond gross,
Unhelpful, to say the least!
Don’t delete me, but complete me
With your loving smile
Don’t forget me, but accept me
In your secret file
Please don’t think that I dreamt
To be cut free
Now the roses you sent
Do not bloom for me
Roses have to conceal
A question inside
Don’t explain what you feel
If you have tried
Darling, you could see no use
To come up with good night
But the illnesses excuse
Doesn’t seem right
There are more in your mind
In your heart as well
There is no reason why
That you can tell
You feel taken away
And there’s an old me
Who has always to say
Something for thee..
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