sing song crap
By Adagios
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IN THE CONSTANT DIN OF ELECTRIC NOISE
BLUE SCREEN INSOMNIA AND EROTIC PLOYS
CLICKBAIT CELEBRITY VOYEURISTIC EBB
HAMSTER-WHEEL IMPROVEMENT LED
CELLOPHANE PACKAGED SHORT HAND SPEAK
EMOJI RESPONSES AND CHEMICAL RELEASE
THE VELOCITY OF THESE ILL FIT DAYS
BEGGARS THE MIND AND INVITES THE GRAVE
The white extension cord i planned as exit
Wound within the third drawer gathers dust
A challenge still unmet serves as a lesson
A prayer im praying keeps my hopes robust
I returned to training almost weekly
I finished our degree and many since
I have the look of one who has it figured
As random eyes are easy to convince
If you were here you would upstart in horror
That i became a shell of stillborn dreams
A silhouette of every plan we horded
Not living but composed of what life seems
I made a promise love, and for my failings
I have not failied this, I stayed alive
I checked each box in agonizing order
And keep your final note at my bedside
I only wish I knew what secret mission
You had planned for us beyond this place
With every promise kept I am still empty
I built our life, its you i can't replace
I no longer recongize creation
So much has changed since you departed dear
All the vapid qualities we'd satire
Are the content of each interaction here
LOST IN THE DIN OF FORIGN NOISE
INSOMNIA AND MY MINDS OWN PLOYS
RECOLLECTED WARMTH OF LOVERS EBB
BY GRIEF AND FAITHFUL PROMISE LED
PROPRIETY, AND POLITE SPEAK
ARE EMPTY, OFFER NO RELEASE
AND VACANT ARE THESE LOVELESS DAYS
TILL I BE JOINED WITH YOU AT GRAVE
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Author's Note:
sorry, reading this just now its kinda crap, just hard to write at work with people coming in and out my office. This is why i shouldnt write in public (or sober)Comments on "sing song crap"
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A former member wrote:
I feel like this is a write of not ever truly being alone, but being alone in our own minds. I wouldn't say this is crap, because I don't think I you are capable of writing crap. Great job, darling. Reb:).
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On Wednesday, October 19, 2016, Queazenart
(200) wrote:
This poem feels like quiet, pensive contemplation bookmarked between the "noise" of everyday life and all the stress and reminders it brings. The contrast is stark, to say the least. I liked this a lot. It was good to read something from you again, brotha.
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On Thursday, October 20, 2016, Adagios
(716) wrote:
Thk u Q, I appreciate it brother
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On Wednesday, October 19, 2016, Devil lyn
(345) wrote:
First off, I think you did just fine; but yeah, I can also relate to the noise. And secondly, I really enjoyed this piece. I read a lot of sorrow backed by a little regret. Not sure who this was intended for, or if this was just a melancholy poem? ... Eh, I won`t ponder to much ... ;)
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On Thursday, October 20, 2016, Adagios
(716) wrote:
Thank you devil lyn for the feedback, it was a very personal loss, and she is unable to read it, so I suppose it is intended for myself