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Dani Apr 2018
to make art that entertains the people that don't know
to make art that bores the people that do

to create for the ignorant to enjoy
to create for the wise to ignore

to produce something that the shallow lavish
to produce something that the indepth expect

to shape an idea that fools them
to shape an idea that makes you the fool

to be mediocre at my passion
to be mediocre at my life
as an art student this scares me and i hate it
Heart tormented throughout the age
Seeing nothing but destruction
Cruelty the best of the worst
Scarred for life
By a mother's emotional abuse

Never feeling comfortable around men
Afraid of anything more indepth than ***
Finding a nonjudgemental man
Thinking to repairing the past
Unknowingly mimics the mother

Finally swept away off the feet
Married, optimistic of the future
A child born early
New mother now turns the page
Happy as can be

Hormones a woman's curse
Cause heartache and despair
Mixed with the abuse of the past
Trying to over come
Badly, wanting to be good

Years pass by like rain
Flooding the family as it grows
No desire felt, yet in love for sure
Lost, scared
Self preservation reigns high

Sins of the mother passed down
Sharp tongue, quick wit
Cutting deeply through the love
Wants despartely to want, need
Tries to hang on to give not take

Illness prevails
Striking down
Hormones and desire all put aside
Attempts to reach out
Just cannot

You stop trying and give up
It gets worse
Make it stop mommy
Don't leave Daddy
Tear paint the canvas

Have I been so cruel
Ungiving and cold
Cirumstances piling up
Body becoming older

Beggs and pleads to try to fix
Isn't just a cold hearted woman
A beautiful soul inside
Just needs nourishment
Don't turn away

Don't toss tthis lifeaway
Not into the trash
Try harder
Meet a quarter of the way
Whatever you decide

Please Don't  turn away
Written by Jennifer Humphrey all rights reserved
دema flutter May 2014
When I write, I am in my own world. An entire different world.
Putting this world into words to bring it to vitality , where the true me indepth exists.

My thoughts are my enemies, and overthinking is my best companion , joining along with my soul that ignited the two different worlds , as the world inside my head and the world where my unfortunate reality lays , are connected in those writings of mine.

Once I hold my pen, it seems like I could write endlessly for eternity.
The intellectual me is raging for more and more vitality , it's deeply intricate where my thoughts and those worlds meet.

But my thoughts are the biggest cravers for their freedom. And there, in my mind , I live and in words and letters , I expose my true inner self.
We were asked in class to write about "what do you do to connect to yourself?"
So i thought i'd share it here.

*vitality means life*
Snow Wolf Sep 2015
White mountains along a red blood land.
Colored pools in a field of white, streaks of red flowers trying to creep in.
A bright red light in the center, dancing to an unknown tune.
And a network of an unknown world, crossing each other's paths forever.
It's a riddle, so go ahead and try to solve it.
Hint: Each sentence equals one 'part'.
Should be easy now. Enjoy!
Philipp K J Nov 2018
Why do you repel death
As if you stepped on an uncouth reptile
That stupified your mirth with a sting
and stiffled your brearth with dark coils round your girth?

The sibling death was with you ever since your birth
As close and distanced  as the self-effacing unmouthed mammoth  earth.

Throughout your path
And  passage along childhood to Man or
Motherhood
You did not see the truth
That death was with you ever since your
Being to  becoming growth
As a naive and native
Star in the north.

When you giggled and smiled in sleep-shell
the death was smiling with you as well.
When you dreamed and deemed yourself immortal
The death was kind at your daring mettle.
When you forgot to know the worth
Of the Love Smith
Who carved you as the crown of creation
The death was with you, an emphatic narration, a gentle witness of your lavished wishes of yourself.

Death was around you
Embracing your kiths
With valour indepth
And a love of eternal strength!

Still you strolled  uncontrolled to count your mortal home and hearth,
Ephemeral wherewithal

Death was ever loving
And lent you a free living
Even when you were  ailing.


Still you failed in your mirth
To listen and learn
From  what its worth
Still he is mute and modest as earth
And a caring and guiding  north star.

Then why do you loathe
And  show dearth of love to the one who
Loves all in equal strength
And blanks out all balance sheets,  
That credit and debit all accounts on earth
To the remembrance bank of infinity
without showing any disparity?
Harmony Sapphire Apr 2016
Misconceptions of infatuations.
Assumptions, contradictions, & afflictions.
Situations ignite & dissolve.
Worlds collide and revolve.
Lifes rebirth is unearthed.
A marvel concept.
In tune and indepth.
Filtering the info you hide.
Only sharing what you confide.
© Harmony Sapphire.All rights reserved.
ringyorm Dec 2013
My indepth expression
is suppressed,
drugs posses,
my emotional memory
Oskar Erikson May 2016
Hello, you.
I won't bid adieu,
till we finish these few
stanza's.

You came looking again.
am I right?
You just can't tame
those feelings, thinking-Poetry
will make'em behave- quite.

Well. We're both at a loss.
My own pen resists writing
icy words. Frost.
Bitten sentences need warm eyes
to thaw out.

Tell you what, lets
work. together.
I'll write something, anything which'll
forever, stay.
You just have to promise to remember it
and not twist it.

I'm not sure if our talk
was lengthy enough or indepth.
You'll just have to accept.
This; Metaphorical-Physical-Emotional-Mental
discussion has ended.

What we may of, or may not of, agreed upon.
Shall come true.
Now
adieu.
Lets talk.
Let the sunshine
And set with rustic wine
so our love be define
On the altar of sea shore

Where wild kisses
Spread in our heart without stresses
For in love i fall but never broken
For excruciating sigh of my name shaken

Let me rise like tides of waves
And dance in the rhythm of sea flames
And my heart bears all love hurts
And butts me as indepth as sea

For I be your endless host as flea
Where our soul cry in as bird
In unity we dive in fire of love bed
Rising kind that possess mind of the sea

Written by
Martin Ijir
t'was taken by surprise
what a fool I've been
scarred by infracture
of the heart

I was mistaken
believing in you
my body debilitated
by love untrue

t'was my indepth failure
that I did not see
the beast that you are
shall always be

I have let your spirit
tear me apart
but no more, Miser
so spare my heart

I beseech the beast
that entered therein
and with no regrets
I consumed him

nevermore
to be misled
SURETICE TONGUE Aug 2018
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Faizel Farzee May 2020
We sit inside a timeless cacoon, with the realty of time exempt.
Is this not the time for us to personally evolve
To search our soul indepth.

No pressures from a lucid world
Just you and self respect.
Journey to the depth of ones mind
clean the rooms that were unkept.

A broken heart mends with self love
the reality of this we should accept.
Love starts with the person looking at you,
in a mirror their perfection reflect.

Speak to the parts we use to love
now because of life neglect.
your inner clown or inner child
break free, let yourself express.

If sadness is what holding you back
Dive into this forrest of sorrow, the hurt you have to inspect.
Like tears of anaethesia, away this sorrow will be wept.
a journey of self discovery
it can be worrying
but the journey we take
by reflecting in reverie
S Smoothie Feb 2018
I am, as a philosopher,  interested in all things and guilty of a charge if  it causing involuntary thoughts leading to indepth discussion and unfathomable parallells, materialises;

But none,  more so than you.
x
Sincerely, Obsession
Yenson Jun 2023
https://youtu.be/LFOutAqMB_A



Opaques have no depths

because they cannot see themselves

so by design in resignation

they follow the hollows and bellow

airily in stunted echoes

as they march transparently in file

and in lower depth of field

visions are never anything in focus

only blurred backgrounds

and ghostly elements in fore vicinity

so should we least expect

pray tell... from these to keep it real

when for heaven's sake

they cannot even see themselves
https://youtu.be/LFOutAqMB_A
Sophie Aug 2020
Baby come into the light
Let me feel your skin
Under the  sky blue sheets
Slowly
Baby come into me now
Let this world begin
Something indepth, so real
You and Me with the skies
Tonight..
Love me so tender, so slowly
Take me and keep me
Your only
Love, friend
Fighters to the end

This is our story
So come closer to the Light.
For D. J
Dear Earth , 
Hope you are doing fine?
Although I love you from the bottom of my heart,
yet I forget to confess it and have simply torn you apart.

Trust me sometimes the love is indepth,
but I feel abandoned in my present.
With feelings that I negatively vent,
I felt ,what is the use of co-existing,
now or in the past?
for our friendship maybe temporary and may never last.
I see no road,no future,
Oh! dear Earth it is such a torture!
Why can't you leave me alone?
just let me be!
I loathe and you just don't see.

You;dear Earth have been a solid pillar when I show no sympathy.
You plead,but only for empathy!

How can you be so strong?
I play tug of war,
I pull and push you,
you never differ but just play along!
I ****** upon you my bewitching magic,
You hold onto it with strengthened logic.

Oh!dear Earth in your company, I see me as the unseen outcast,
You pamper me with your undying love,undoubtedly and fast!
Do you never feel the pain?
Why are you an epitome of kindness,so loving,patient and sane?

Dear Earth,now a dilemma
you leave in my heart,
It yearns to think what if we rewrite our story ?
As in the anguish of your void,
I realised, I am glad, I have you to walk this long way with me.
Oh my dear Earth a whole new world I can now foresee!

  You always give until the end,
It's me who needs to defend you and mend .
I seek for your benevolence and ask your friendship again.
It will be a happy place to be.
I promise; l won't take you for granted,that with my actions you shall see!

Let's bring in harmony with positive love and happiness,
Take off all the darkness and the pain.
A everlasting friendship that we both shall gain!

Yours sincerely,
Being Human

©M.D.Nimbalkar
04/08/2022
It shouldn't be too late before we stop taking things for granted
With the amount of abuse on Mother earth and the way we take it for granted dooms day is not very far ...why should we wait for earth's day to celebrate and acknowledge?
We need to take charge of all the negative impacts it takes in .our actions need to be justified.
This is just a conversation I imagine between Earth and a human albeit with a poetic touch .
Rhyming verse
she's blackness mentally strong
soft beauty of completeness

she's the QUEEN of indepth means
our ebony goddess of curves with desireability and truth
with full lips the wildest nose and darkest eyes
a tree that defines BLACKness oh, yes ***** hair wraped  in silk garment, covered in golden rings of beauty
placed upon her ears,neck and the blacker then blackest hands
yes;the true divine mother of earth, she's MY MOTHER, YOUR MOTHER; SISTER or brother's mother

black rooted as me and you
the true soil of truth........
i wrote this while locked away and thinking how so meny of us black men leave babies you made to be raised by some other and wonder why in alot of cases when you see eachother again will be incarcerated and we as man dont give mom's the credit they truelly deserve. so this is for the strong. all mother's
KV Srikanth May 2021
Triggered as always
By the unknown in many ways
Found peace in pets
In a million years I wouldn't have bet

State of Zen
Just by talking to them
Staying in the present
Their  life's biggest present

The cats mere presence
Increased their tolerance
Always benevolent
Now without judgement

A couple of varied interests
Indepth knowledge but no vested interest
Pets now their priority
Everything else secondary


A cat in the Apartment
14 floors from the basement
God making a statement
From then on most relevant

Their destiny tied together
There is no other answer
Why should Booch Wander
Simply following Nature's order

2 more added
With love adopted
Siblings of opposite genders
Injured badly by a sadistic offender


Girl named Meimei
Chinese for Sister
Panda her brother
Brother and Sister now together


Love for animals rights
A matter of Spiritual insight
Lumlum the fourth   that lost half  its sight
Its plight strengthened their ties




Parents to new born
That's how they  views their lot
A lot to learn by observing
They always go only to the deserving

Teacher shows up when student is ready
Cats showed up when life  was in quandrary
I can never share their  happiness
But I completely understand the passion


They have 8 more lives
Meditative they made  life
If the theory of rebirth is true
Theyll come back to them  for sure

Passion now turned to devotion
Loving them more than a fellow human
Day to day spent in the presence
Nothing short of a severe penance

One with the self
Self realized
Cats Aiding in the act
Their duty intact

Quest for company
Now an anomaly
The only reality
Peace and tranquility

Day to day transaction
No other option
Reason for existence
Not in the transaction

Living for others
Is real living
To life adds meaning
Soul cleaned and life defining

— The End —