Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5837 · 06/27/2022, 08:27 PM
Out of place
Out of pictures
I know you're put off
It's for many, i guess
It's quite funny by the window
As i reached
In the pencil case, is a letter erased
Covering up, my metamorphosis
Is Sui generis, don't even know the fuck that means
It leaves stains on tissues, holding and covering my eyes sometimes
Overdramatic loser
As i hold my breath forever sometimes
It's not gone
I'm serious, i may be frustrated
Writing same lines over and over
I keep a ciggerate lit pressed on my shoulder
Burning flesh like that time i saw two dead bodies covered in grease lifted over
Burned in electric oven
As their ashes rises somewhere
I don't believe in heaven
So it might mix into the water that i drink
I mean, it's filtered
My flesh burn elapsed several days
A rebellious naive act
Young age to blame
I'm still young
Just trying a little harder
As this time i fall from life
I might never start over
Now you know why
Yea?
Your dreamy eyes catches off guard
Like i know you want me unravel goodness
In me
I know you don't exist but still
The question lingers, is it even a question
Not good at much of anything off of the list
And somewhere i know ain't gonna be missed, So
Let me pullover some more the blanket
I'm lost, i guess
Alone and i trek between the foggy mountains
Spiralling inside the fog
My own self mythologies
Of Gods and ambitions
Surface out on the unconcerned eyes
I know you don't care
Bamboozled by electricity
I might sing this lullaby out in the lamppost
Lighten road, screaming out of my life
And there's somehow an Ad Nauseam
Certainly Rippling through your empty hallroom space
How about address every wrongs i've done
Or how about change all of me
Present myself for you to see
I can't even get my ass to college
It's a drag
How my god has made me
Is it even possible to come out
Come home
Where the house is broken
Polyphony of silence and creepy smile masks
It's just life
We drift past our abuses
We drift past the betrayals
Cause it's not good standard civil standing
Said probably by Uncle Sam
But my digression has a point
As Chocolate cake covered with more chocolate tastes nice, you were there that day, in real, in flesh, just my ego drunk like an alcoholic mess, and after then
It clicked
Love happens in seconds
And hop into the bed
It's maximum loving you wanna try.
Just kidding
It's a joke
Clock's swirling upon the rotting past unknown
And ugly?
Well i am your guy
This thing is too long
And i might be too gone
But make it last the beloved ones on your arms
Till it sinking inevitable loss
And gone
Like a ash somewhere
Possibly in my glass of water
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5831 · 06/17/2022, 09:31 AM
In Love With Death
I am crying to release myself
From the shackles of death;
My tears are turning into vapors
Against my warm cheeks
That are burning because of
The salt in my oozing sweat.
I am barely able to take a step;
And yet I am pushed to walk
To feel the bruising pain of
The fetters around my ankles.
Holding an old and rusty cup
Of a few gulps of dirty water,
And walking with clumsy steps,
With my hands inside the cuffs:
Which are designed such that
The fingers turn hard and stiff;
They cannot clasp anything
Except for heavy rocks of burden.
After a lifetime of carrying them
I am thrown in a deserted land
Like an unfed defenseless animal.
My mouth is parched of thirst,
And I cannot even bring the cup
To my lips as it cuts my wrists
That will make me bleed to death.
I want to take a few breaths
To live a few moments more,
Even in this dying hope
To get a glimpse of you.
Because you know my darling,
You are worth dying for.
Even a hazy memory of you
Adds a drop of life in me.
It is time; I surrender to death
By getting fed into the inferno.
I shout and scream for mercy;
My screeching throat tears open
Until it exudes tiny drops of blood;
But they are vaporized instantly
Due to the blaze of the raging fire.
But something flashed before my eyes
A moment before my last breath;
Then I smiled and embraced my end.
With you always by my side,
I was never left alone!
You were my guardian angel.
So I was not unfortunate after all:
To have no bonds, no memories,
No sorrows, no joys, no love -
A life without struggles or feelings!
If I had absolutely nothing to lose,
I would have left empty-handed
With nothing to leave behind,
Except for loneliness and regret.
Instead, I realized how lucky I was:
With my share of love and joy,
I had something precious to lose,
Something which I left behind;
That made my life worth living.
© Amit Herlekar
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5828 · 06/13/2022, 12:00 PM
Got Falling in love with taking care of myself,
Falling in love to be a new version of myself.
When The Infinite number of thoughts swirled around in the galaxy of my mind,
A question sprung to my mind "am I still real"?
The ecosystem got me to feel The universe inside me is infinite,
to strike me up to not being trapped in the time loop where people Burrowed in a giant puddle of trauma.
It's the high time I fled and left all the problems in a heap behind,
When I was hunted by their words,
haunted by their changing colors, and the dark shadow,
was drowned in their successive sarcasm, ultimately these took a shape of a murder knife to kill me, and I flew away like air and raised.
I am the colorful ocean, leaping and wide
Welling and I bear in the tide.
I am a crest of the wave,
And a Thunder deafening the ears,
a Lighting blinding the eyes
The wind cooling the field and flesh.
The fog swirled thickly around me when I clung unwaveringly to dreams before it dies
Held fast to dreams For when it fades away from me,
broken wings got their place to fly to the sky again.
I am still real
I am still here.
Aliya Nahid
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5823 · 06/10/2022, 05:39 PM
Illusion
The way you left without blinking
Got me thinking
We were nothing but illusion
Every night, I sit on my bed thinking
Is he feeling this too?
This heavy load in my heart
This burning feeling in my gut
And these foggy waves on my mind
I could ask you to stay
But there's nothing left to say
You're a closed door
That I should stop knocking
Cause I don't live there anymore
And there's no one inside for me
I will walk away
You won't even hear my footsteps
You'll never know how I felt
Rosemène Saint Louis🥀
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5820 · 06/10/2022, 04:50 AM
Why I can't??
Sometimes I am not accepting myself and just giving pain to my self without any reason..
Why I can't??
Sometimes my hazitation cross all limits and I can't talk and even I can't utter a word..
Why I can't??
Many times I am sad because of only me and I can't share with anyone and just dying inside..
Why I cany??
I love to be the part of everything but every time I am not ready because I am afraid of others recation..
Why I can't??
I am always afraid of that how people judge me and I can't do the necessary things even eating in front of others..
Why I can't??
People don't love me I think because I can't think straight. I always think bad results and don't attempt the thing..
Why I can't??
My nature is to be with people and to inspire others but I can't even inspire myself..
Why I can't??
World is always ready to accept me but I can't sahre my sadness with them..
Why I can't??
I love to do all and Iove to play and I want be like others but because of me I can't..
Why I can't??
Love is always a beautiful thing I loved many but I can't share and just feel the pain of ignorance..
Why I can't??
Like other I can't be the same and I can't be the normal like others but I am different, but I can't prove yet..
Why I can't??
I am special, I don't want anyone but I want someone who protect me and who loves me who takes care of me.
Can I get him??
Should I...
Sometimes I can't even get reason for crying, buti can't stop my eyes with tears...
Can I....
#poetry by
Jaydeep Chauhan
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5816 · 06/09/2022, 06:33 AM
They are just songs until experience give them meanings
They are just lyrics until they draw you and that feeling
People are just strangers until they become a sweet memory
Buildings are just some bricks until it separates you and me
Life is hard but without you it would be worse
Not see that pretty face would be a curse
Let's hold on until next year to celebrate the Valentine together
I'll be waiting for you with that smile and flower
-Saloni Garg
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5800 · 06/03/2022, 09:01 AM
In the silence as the dead soul..
The sound of my voice calling your name in the void,
Woke up the sleeping nights..
The burning flames from the cry of an unspoken words,
The rage in an unexpressed feelings between the first kiss and the last good bye,,
the glow in the drops of painful tears,,,
the shade of bright colors in the bleeding heart,,,,
Made the twinkling stars feel a twinge of envy...
Everything turned to visual poetry,
When the smoke from floating cloud draw your portrait,
And never in my life my lungs ever craved more to inhale a smoke that toxic to life...
~failed engineer
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5797 · 06/01/2022, 05:58 PM
Promises are broken someday
Secrets are spoken someday
Lies lead to truth one day
Nothing was hiden yesterday
Nothing will be today..
Its a manifest world of actuality anyway
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5794 · 06/01/2022, 11:10 AM
Sing with me;
There's no one around
to the rhythm of tune, it's just the breeze
Gently whistling...
Hold my hands;
And dance with me in the mild light, it's a smile from the moon
Melodiously glistening...
Kiss my lips;
And be in my arms, to fusion of sounds it's an applause from the night
Rhythmically fading...
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5772 · 05/27/2022, 08:35 AM
A4
Djinns are in the counter
Fulfilling your wishing
Come to the mall
Or Go online
Discounts on things you never needed
You want it, like Sugar
Diabetic nation, how beautiful it is
Hello there, the name is Luci
You seem distraught
You crying ?
this tissue with military grade fabric might help
This medicine for your mental health might help
You want more of it, everything all at once
Processed to the point of void at lunch
The Authority is mine And the Hostile
Fuckers are kneeling down throwing away their pride
It’s nothing but Money
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5771 · 05/27/2022, 08:35 AM
Contemporary Helplessness and Belated conceptions – Part A
A1
What my soul looks at me,
What do you see
Mirroring features of people in street
How degrading would it be
If you roll out now on an chilling breeze
If you texted and never Roll up your sleeves
Don’t you see,
every man is greed
And every Penny is stolen
Like those unfeasible please
You know it’s guided destruction
Your worth is more than molten
Bodies under the sunlight reaping souls
A virtuous suicide
Kind of thinking when you eat
It’s the stories of sunkissed memories
And unfiltered adventures elders speak of
You never feel in this sanitary ward.
The rocks make you happy only
How you live so long
How you know so much of me ?
Aren’t I buried you deep in that winter snow
When unable to find her cost of life
When unable to find a way of life
How unable it felt when expectations
That can’t be avoided as I did many before
How young feel like
How is it to feel old
It’s a life of mediocre
In a limbo of Money and gold
A2
It’s not magic, it’s ravenous growth
Over my shoulder, it’s cold and jittery
You felt it when you touched
And the phone’s battery is dead
You want the cable, is it ?
Nocturnes, playing silently ripping the lazuli
In lights of unknown
Won’t you wanna see it, One more time
The speaker works as a charm like it used to
Mariage d’amore
Won’t your subtle sarcasm sting me
One more time
Won’t you come home with stiff shoulders
And I sweep through your head as if
Everything’s alright
It ain’t much, but the home is an idea we cherished
It’s not magic, it’s sweet like candies
It’s Ruh Gulab, your presence is like a shadow
Engulfing in unending embrace
Eurydice, how might I not look to you again.
How might I not mourn the instrumentality of this mortal chase
It’s not as bad as the poet said
It’s not killing to smoke cigarettes
But there was a time you stopped me
My threshold is in my pocket
And my legacy is my debt.
God bless me, as I end this chain.
A3
Not everyone falls in love twice
As Same is not the man, nor the love he conceived
The cerulean sky this morning
Brandishing memories
those breakfasts she made
Her hands were bruised as I saw her with turmeric laid on it.
As a child, when I discovered eventually
Loved ones go away, as my grandma on her deathbed
I was scared but it past away.
As I kneel for mercy oh lord.
He takes away, with hands on hands
They walk past my life like oh man
Nature does fucks me up sometimes
I was tied to Small ponds longing for an Oceanside
Waves now blow me away again to the roots I had
She said stories of witches and demons
In the forest, they pull out my desire
To showcase my propensity of violence
Do they exist downtown
In these Arches and columns
In the Palace of Gods of Greece
In this Malevolent magnificent
System under the fleece.
Sickly frost bites on the
Whitest of the hearts.
And I am the greatest pretender
Of having a Say
What I became is lesser than my parents
Half my age.
Youthful reveries of Assignment delays and procrastinating.
Mirages of self accomplishments
What they worth in value
What value is love.
Commodities on the Shelf
On the corner is found a box of chocolates
And a ring of platinum
What price is love
Quite a lot
Rituals are there ?
Quite a lot
Boost to match up more
Subscribe to the dating store.
There are distances and alienations
Yesterday I put a cap on a bottle
Who knows what was in it.
I ate a meal from microvave
TV Dinner they say.
And a glass of Gatorade
What does that make of me.
The Irritating questions of ambitions.
Like as if existing wasn’t ambitious enough.
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Pensive|@PensivePost · Post #5764 · 05/26/2022, 05:32 AM
Title:- Belonging
I belong to memories and melodies
not to people who think they have authority.
I belong to the days where dark clouds gather
and brew up a storm where I curl up to read with music blasting in my earphones.
I belong to the nights
where there is no moon and the lights are out.
I belong where I can't be seen.
I belong to the foggy mornings of winter
where the cold bites your skin until you go numb
and blurs your vision until I'm separated from the rest of the world
in my safe bubble.
I belong to my songs and stories that make me feel alive.
I belong to the places I have searched by myself
and made a home out of.
I don't belong to people because people come and go
I belong to myself and the things I love.
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