Writer's Block
I have had this fear.
It started as a rattle.
I would rather not self-diagnose-
worry my afro kinks straight.
I let it pass breezily.
In my room of metaphors
I closed the door, shut
out the attitudes of reality:
Bold, beautiful, young, and restless.
I wasn't mindful of her,
She and you, or us.
Our contact disassembling, just contract...
tempers like daggers over lactose.
"I'm unavailable!?" because you were
penning soliloquies for the stage.
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Categories:
disassembling, absence, break up, conflict,
Form: Free verse
Wallow
Nowhere is my place.
Escape evades my chase.
Shunned by lifes embrace.
Imbue with hindrance grace.
Consumed by peace I rot.
Exhume long hidden plot.
Solitude sought where it's not.
Accursed sanctum death forgot.
Self became a state of disassembling.
Formless integration of dismembering.
A gorgeous desecration of resembling.
Hopelessly fixate on not remembering.
Aimless unknown into wanderer strays.
Time lost in the wake of endless daze.
Necrosis grows so gorge on what decays.
Another phantom slipping out of phase.
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Categories:
disassembling, depression, loneliness,
Form: Rhyme
Only My Eyes See You
my eyes see you
…my heart does not
intellect and memory
say you are someone I love
grappling for my feelings
empty hands baldly stare back at me
scraps of myself
scattered to the wind
crows pluck and carry pieces away
disassembling me
depersonalization or derealization
I wander between two deserts
how did I land here
…will someone please tell me
which way to the exit
silence answers with clean white pages
in rising numbness
I am lost
an ocean washes through me
forceful waves steal my essence
leaving only skeletal ribs
where once stood a person
now a vacuous riddle
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Categories:
disassembling, imagery, mental illness,
Form: Free verse
Caverns
The drop of water
Natures only noise
Curiosity caught her
Had no other choice
Hands, trembling
Flashing eyes
Integrity disassembling
Cave, stone skies
Man made, cracking pillars
Holds up uneven rock
The innocent are killers
Ringing sound, a mocking jay mock
Deeper she wades
Heart pounding harder
Light she evades
Evil’s own martyr
Led to die
Born to float
Dead she lie
Maggot’s boat
Her last day,
Far from joyful
Panicked disarray
Remain ever loyal
She won’t be missed
Though remembered
A death not wished
But terribly rendered
Frozen by winter
Stone can’t catch fire
Burned to a cinder
Flames flicker higher
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Categories:
disassembling, death,
Form: Rhyme
Sanctuary Necessary
Camouflage afoot
hooves trembling
don't stay put
run aground disassembling
hurry shroud apparel
fortress in view
departure from the barrel
exemption you blew
woe
go
* It's hunting season, so I thought I would write about the poor deer :(
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Categories:
disassembling, animal, nature, solitude,
Form: Rhyme
My Testimony
MY TESTIMONY
Darkness came upon me like a tsunami
And Scorched away my smiles
Pulling me through the shadows of death
Disassembling my tiles
I battled against myself
Cuz I couldn't flee my fright
Anger reigned over my voice
And darkness was my sight
I felt the turbulence circulating my veins
The rage of horror parading my scenes
I feared my fears and hid my pains
Pretending freedom but mentally in chains
On day, I felt a man coming my way
His fragrance overgowned my odor
His presence made the day
And once again I felt I had a savior
He touched me and give my life a meaning
He broke me and give me a new beginning
He scorched me so I could bleed away my pains
He baptised me and made me clean again
He give me a new name and purpose
He called me his own though he wasn't supposed
I knew I wasn't worthy of him and all his glory but he called me his son; and to me, eternal life he proposed.
I gladly accepted to be his citizen
Reborned of his love
Justified by his blood
and Sanctified by his choice
FOR THIS, I TESTIFY
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Categories:
disassembling, celebration, devotion, heaven, imagination,
Form: Free verse
Testimony
Darkness came upon me like a tsunami
And Scorched away my smiles
Pulling me through the shadows of death
Disassembling my tiles
I battled against myself
Cuz I couldn't flee my fright
Anger reigned over my voice
And darkness was my sight
I felt the turbulence circulating my veins
The rage of horror parading my scenes
I feared my fears and hid my pains
Pretending freedom but mentally in chains
On day, I felt a man coming my way
His fragrance overgowned my odor
His presence made the day
And once again I felt I had a savior
He touched me and give my life a meaning
He broke me and give me a new beginning
He scorched me so I could bleed away my pains
He baptised me and made me clean again
He give me a new name and purpose
He called me his own though he wasn't supposed
I knew I wasn't worthy of him and all his glory but he called me his son; and to me, eternal life he proposed.
I gladly accepted to be his citizen
Reborned of his love
Justified by his blood
and Sanctified by his choice
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Categories:
disassembling, betrayal, conflict, confusion, emotions,
Form: Free verse
No Letting
her notes do me justice
more than any other
caffeine injected soliloquy
consoling in consortium
no censure
to my beating inner pride
reserved
she sits upon my table
sentiments lavish behold
tapping out a bloody sky
seduction battled, blessed and bold
nearer arousal invests
she alone, as I
fervor mid confusion
disassembling cloud~faire
pushing our storms aside
gently I take her bullets
mouth them til they rise
adorning all attention
no letting
life won't slip on by
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Categories:
disassembling, love,
Form: Free verse
Cheese Sammiches
The only thing weirder than my mom, is the way she says her “r’s.” Growing up, every time she’d ask if I wanted a grilled cheese, I thought she said “girl cheese.” Wanting to retain some sense of developing masculinity, I demanded a “boy cheese” instead.
As I got older, I realized how stupid I was and how much my mom sucked at saying certain words. Hamburger was another one. Her pronunciation of it in dirty suburban drive-thrus was just as atrocious as my approach to eating said hamburger: by disassembling it.
And now, having grown wiser and more worldly, all of my grilled cheeses are gender-fluid. By that, I mean I put my gender fluids on them. Sperm spreads better than shotgun ammunition!
Best part is throwing it in the pan. Ever see that one video online where those dudes beat off into a frying pan and make someone eat their “cum omelet?” Yeah, it’s sorta like that. **** gets all fluffy. Helps if you drink some 2% milk beforehand. The fluffy **** turns into a in’ breakfast sandwich! Calcium and protein abound! Eat that , and an apple, every day, and you’ll be able to take over the goddamn planet!
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Categories:
disassembling, food, funny,
Form: Free verse
Disassembling Dawn
Dusk
descends,
discreetly
disassembling
Dawn.
Dew
drips down,
dispensing
dispersible
drops.
(Lanterne)
Mar. 11, 2019
Light Up The Page 2 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Joseph May
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Categories:
disassembling, 10th grade, beautiful, image,
Form: Lanterne
Between God's All Seeing Eyes
Attributes of a two faced double helix
A ripple from a burst expanding bubble
The suction of a freshwater spring
To remain an unchained disassembling
Puppet on a string
A curvature mind on a philosophical swing
Tossed too hard towards the zigzag of what ifs and/or whys
To launch a snapped dream on a prophetic sling
And why not?
Between God's all seeing eyes
A fatherless seed flirting with death,
Destruction and creation on a twisted fling
Evolution gestated for billions of years stillborn to mother earth
Aborted by the handbook to which its writer unwittingly clings
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Categories:
disassembling, how i feel,
Form: Rhyme
The Unseen Trap
The mind craves for pleasures of flesh
Knowing pretty well they end in a flash
Yet the hankering does continue afresh
This is the reality difficult to digest; harsh.
The mysterious longing for something
Keeps always growing inside the being
Fulfilling one; raises claim for a new thing
It thus plays hide and seek; ever harassing.
The desires known perpetually haunting
And the unknown ones continue hiding
Like the tidal waves in the ocean rising
And the mill goes on perpetually churning.
This dilemma is unquestionably mystifying
With no exact relief known for its mending
But there is a certain way of disassembling
By wisely cultivating the art of non-minding.
To get reprieve from this relentless grinding
Train the mind in doing focused something
That really helps lift the spirit in harnessing
The divine succour as an uplifting blessing.
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Categories:
disassembling, mystery,
Form: Free verse
Steering Precision
For years I've hugged a dream
Not a very lady-like one
But then again
Who said, I am a lady?
Not me!
I want a pile of rustic junk
A few bicycles
A perambulator
A pile of wood
Nails plus aged string
So that I may finally set about
Creating
My favourite thing!
There is no need for long drawn
out plans
Blueprint, mentally stored
Dare I say?
Yes! I'm good with my hands
The item of my affection
My ultimate dream
Building a go-cart for deep
gradient
Screams
Of joy, exhilaration
Still on the back burner
But anticipation
With dogged OCD
Knowing myself and the core of
me
One day when I'm even older
than I already am
I'll relish the disassembling
Of one ancient pram
To create my most desired of
visions
A go-cart with side brakes
And steering precision
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Categories:
disassembling, inspirational
Form: Enclosed Rhyme