Indecipherable Poems

Hieroglyphs

Hieroglyphs 

By Evelyn Aimarie 

You do not know me
The current of 
Sorrow has carved indecipherable 
Hieroglyphs through 
My soul. 
Anger has been etched into my bones
For so long
I do not know myself.

AI and poetries

AI is groupthink, it’s hewed to pre-existing work,
which it aggregates into something bland and flat.

If you don’t want your work scraped and copied by AI, try
writing off-balance ideas that aren’t for everyone and have faith
that AI will never be able to actually rival human creativity.

Deny AI the echo chamber of predictable content on which it feeds.

I polish my pieces to a pointless sheen, which gives
them an algorithmically indecipherable quality.

When it comes my to poetry, I have to admit,
I’m working through mediocrity—hoping that it’s just a phase.

If failure is essential for growth
I’m going to be a giant

But after all, someone has to define the baseline.
You’re welcome.

Ok, Let’s wax poetic..

There are thousands of stars
in that black outer-place
where gravitas holds them
firmly in place.

I fret not about avian abductions,
or unidentified flying soccers,
still, I’ve a waxed on them
in multiverse
.
.
Songs for this:
I Like You (A Happier Song) [feat. Doja Cat] by Post Malone
Late Night Talking by Harry Styles

Quantum Physics

Why write about love
when I can write about quantum physics,
its mathematics as indecipherable 
as God.

QP is the chaos undergirding reality 
and tells me things I see are not solid;
the stratum of surface soil holding roots 
of grass isn't really there.

It's nothing bizarre or otherworldly,
and reveals how everything  is connected
to everything else through higher dimensions
we can't comprehend. 

Even the mutiverses are caught dancing
in the entanglement of strings with us,
going around and about in theory,
it makes me quite dizzy.

Revelation is like removing a veil
so things invisible can clearly be seen,
not with sight but with mind ~
I think therefore I am!

Poisons

POISONS

Boldly betrayed by my body
It came so fast
Poison coursing through my veins,
My Source, my Self,
Frightening and sure, traveling it’s way
Through me, 
Out to get me from my Life,
Taking my blood and twisting ugly 
Mutations into unfathomable letters,
Indecipherable Latin words,
No longer my lifeblood
But an enemy who has no use for 
Life and cleanliness and health
Lauding power over my Will.

Next, an oxymoronic healing poison
Is injected directly into my Source,
Destroying all and everything in its wake
Unable to take into account the 
Character of its red and white victims - 
Good, bad or indifferent -
It kills without point or prejudice,
Intentional serial murders with 
Fragile tentative plans for 
Redemption and regrowth,
It tires me with its vehemence.

It is so exhausting is to wake up and have 
Nothing but confusion and hope
As catalysts for breathing and taking in 
The mysterious days ahead.

The Natural Fruit Rots

As humanity unfolds you can see the convenience of the buried secrets society has left to disregarding the inevitable point of curiosity humans always have for we unshroud anything we can produce as indecipherable. As the dirt is further dug we shall only find ourselves to be consumed by the great leviathan that which its appellation as we all are aware is called the great unknown or as I see it the whispering void. then our shells consumed among the worms nothing more than more secrets locked away.

Lost Memories

In the ebbing light 
She will call you 
winding to the sea
her chimes echoes 
for a well remembered life

As thought is to be brow
I will follow you
with the chiming wind

I really care
wont someone special really listen
The Friday home
like graded blues
dipping into the neon indecipherable

Indicipherable Dream

the dream friend of mine
is the temple of contemplation
from the fearful threshold...
life is for
let's forget our origins...
Only in dream 
we light...
We are illuminated by the constant movement
from the cosmic silence...
Our quest and frailty
consists of this...
not knowing where we came from
and where are we going to...
This is still indecipherable!

Breaking the Silence

“You wound, like Parthians, while you fly, and kill with a retreating eye.” Samuel Butler

DODGING PARTHIAN SHOTS
(WHILE STALKING GOLIATH AND TRENCH)

By ELZBIETA BIENGA

Edited by ELSI TRESÉD

INVENTORIED CONTENTS:

1.	Instructive Condescension
2.	Intemperate Confessions
3.	Indecent Contortions
4.	Infernal Conundrums
5.	Indecipherable Consequences
6.	Inevitable Conclusions

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Indecipherable

Of the green mystery
from the forest, realize that i
understand a little bit,
of the blue puzzle
from the sea, almost
I understand without
scares ...
I just can't
translate
messages that
your black  abyssal eyes
transmit:
they don’t say anything,
but they say everything, that
I cognize nothing ...!

Identical Twins

Identical twins have a mystical language no one else knows.
They can catch each other’s eyes and laugh forever.
One is dependent, wants to dress alike until they are a hundred.
Her twin is the boss, and does not want to dress alike at all.
They send and receive indecipherable silent messages.
Sharing a womb and a family has bonded them forever.

Longing

Longing
by Michael R. Burch

We stare out at the cold gray sea,
overcome
with such sudden and intense longing . . .
 
our eyes meet,
inviolate,
and we are not of this earth,
this strange, inert mass.
 
Before we crept
out of the shoals of the inchoate sea,
before we grew
the quaint appendages
and orifices of love . . .
 
before our jellylike nuclei,
struggling to be hearts,
leapt
at the sight of that first bright, oracular sun,
then watched it plummet,
the birth and death of our illumination . . .
 
before we wept . . .
before we knew . . .
before our unformed hearts grew numb,
once again,
in the depths of the sea’s indecipherable darkness . . .
 
When we were only
a swirling profusion of recombinant things
wafting loose silt from the sea’s soft floor,
writhing and sucking in convulsive beds
of mucousy foliage,
 
flowering,
flowering,
flowering . . .
 
what jolted us to life?

Keywords/Tags: life, evolution, love, desire, longing, passion, lust, sex, sexuality, relationship, chemistry, biology, hormones, appendages, orifices

Indecipherable

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Danker Thanker so Much!
Swanker Danker Dittler Dobbler
Swabble dobble Dewttle Loffer Doggle

Sense Or

even 
more so 
today what's 
said must be to what 
whatever society's censors 
say may or may not be 
but a term i dispise as 
being "politically" correct

when 
younger 
i checked myself 
by saying geeze instead 
of jesus and the oh so visual 
wording of h e double toothpicks 
while playing 
pickup sticks

then
the introduction
to pig latin 101 when
something so simple 
seemed like Kaczynski's
written indecipherable diary
but verbally knowing 
no one knew

a linguistic 
magician's
slight of hand
putting the first letter
at the end then adding
an ay so now can you say
under which cup
the new word is

can you
fathom or
imagine the right
before your eyes and
ears what trickery i could
perform as my Mum gasped
me not grasping
she couldn't 

believe
that i
knew that word
but also had used
that word in her house
and now i at the age of
thirty two
she slapped me

after
running
from out of
a backroom
when i so unso
phisticatedly spoke
not as Socrates being
Greek to me said

uckfay

Emptiness

I am full
Of emptiness
I long for longing
Crave contentment

The insensate pain
Of intangible touch
Indecipherable ciphers
Choreographed madness

Craggy comfort
Of blunt condolence
The decorum of anarchy
Deserted crowds, social solitude
Miles given to intercept steps

At the dawn of abundance
I see only
bones of ghosts 
Whose meager admonishment
I forgot to unlearn

Unredeemed
And unrepentant
I am in love
With loneliness.

9/20/19

I Pressed a Rose

I pressed a rose
 taken from the bouquet of lavender,
a dozen scented budding and flowering
 fragrance rising in the warm spring sun.

Strange to think that these you did not see
 when roses were flowers you pressed easily.

Once they were yellow, friendship hinted bonds
 that slipped to floral pink shades with time
and in the later years, the crimson red
 bulged blossoms of love.

The service said it all
 my tears in the silence freely falls
as these last years stretched out
 and your silent acceptance bared your pain.

Time and age are indecipherable
 as we each played our roles
and all the dreams and experiences
 framed us into who we are, were.

Baby's breath and lavender roses pale and dry
 in a last kiss goodbye and farewell
while the very bonds of love
 remain forever tied.

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