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I used to hear voices, of this I'm not proud
Often while thinking, I'm "thinking" out loud
I mutter sometimes and don't really know why...
Some think when I mutter, I talk to myself.
But I no longer talk to "myself"
Just "me" and "I."
😬 Yeah, I know. For some reason my brain starts going in that silly cadence, or meter, like whatever that is, what, iambic pentameter is like, penta- meter, so penta is five (I should formally study poetry, this is shameful) and I need to look up what iambic means... but I always think it sounds stupid and part way in I always seem to get wonky with syllables... yo, I love the way the word "monosyllabic" sounds and looks... just neat... (yeah, no need to convince me I'm odd) but I seriously need to educate myself on the structure of poetry. So, I am aware of that screwy syllable rhythm shift... I'm similar with music. Can play a few instruments. Can't read a lick of music. (Or play the instruments very well. But it's fun, and that's what I enjoy about it. 😉)
 Nov 2024 Kai
Maria Etre
I got stuck
in a plot
                                        t
w
                              i                    
                                                s
                  t

and it made
me

A) Dizzy
B)  Sick
C) Light-headed
D) Aware

............(Answer)..............
 Nov 2024 Kai
Francie Lynch
We can't know them
By their religion.
Too much hypocrisy.

We can't know them
By politics.  
It's ever-changing... or not.

We can't know them
By country.
Zillions emigrate and immigrate.

We can't know them
By their clothes.
Emperor or not.

We can't know them
By their words.
Too many equivicators.

We can't know them
By their jobs.
At home or away.

We can't know them
By their family.
Nuclear or extended.

We can't know them
By their deeds.
They say one thing, and do another.

But look to  the roadside.
In the ditches.
By the curb.
In the bins.

Ye shall know them by their garbage.
"Them" is us.
 Nov 2024 Kai
Omotesando
I might be somewhat egoistic
I could be very indiscreet
I might be rude – just by statistics
And just insensitive a bit.

I might be full of flaws, my dear
I can regret some things I do
But I have one good trait, it's here:
I just can't stop my thoughts of you.

If I offended you, my deity
Please, have some mercy and forgive
My heart of steel is slowly melting
So now it has some love to give.
 Nov 2024 Kai
badwords
Why are men so sick?
Humanity, not inclusive
Just the ones with a ****
 Nov 2024 Kai
Aaron
Not fine
 Nov 2024 Kai
Aaron
If she's an ocean I want to be drowned
If she's a guitar  I want to be the string
If she's a dance I want to be the music
If she's a chorus I want to be the melody
If she is the vocals I want to be her lyrics
If she was mine then my heart would be fine
sticked to it
 Nov 2024 Kai
Vuyiwe
New Beginnings
 Nov 2024 Kai
Vuyiwe
It all fell apart,
To fall in place
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