forum Poem Dumping Space

Started April 25, 2023 by @Rhys group

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Behold, a crappy poem i came up with last night

Fragile House
by Azrael M.

Deep inside this house of cards
I've gone too far and now it's dark
Can't eat, can't sleep, can hardly breathe
The house has come down over me

Deep inside this house of glass
The windows are mirrors, stained with past
The present goes by too fast
And the future isn't bright

I long to find a house of brick
Sturdy, strong and made to stick
Around a while, to weather it all
Because fragile houses always fall

(this was a weird one)
i don't know what this is, but it's like… feelings??? and i think this is where these things go

out the door

Sitting alone.
In a house, at a party. In a cage, out of breath.
The walls are steel, the windows; barred.

laughing, mocking, having fun. My sisters here belong.
My skin is crawling, my bones are itching.
This is all there is, but everything is wrong.

a creaking, A SLAMMING, as someone breaks open the unknown door.
She is a girl, a woman, a sister.
But coming from the house next door.

The bars are gone, the steel becomes paper.
My cage becomes a house of cards.
She shows me light, I take a breath.
My world becomes more than it ever was.

Outside are houses, sheds, cabins, tents.
Dozens of homes welcome me in, I'm free to come and go.
I'm crying, singing, and having fun.
I am no longer alone.

_{(it's was a day like any other when my sister brought everyone to the living room. she held up her flag and said "… im trans". right then i realized i didn't have to be the person everyone told me to be. a couple years later, i found the world, i found my people and im still finding myself)}

I've posted this on my own writing thread already, but I'm really proud of this one, and it means alot to me. Its less traditional poem, there's not much rhyme and there's no stanzas, but i think it reflects my thoughts pretty well.

a girl?:
It's an ache in my soul.
A deep yearning crawling its way through my blood,
Until i have to squeeze my eyes shut.
My hands outstretched in the air,
Like i'm cradling her face,
While she kisses the guilt off my eyes.
And her hair is soft and moving under my fingers,
Flowing like wind with whispers just as quiet.
And if i really focus,
I can try to see who it is
Im dreaming of,
But her face is blurred and buried into my shoulder.
And all i can see is the curve of her back.
And i pretend to hold this made up girl,
Until my bones collapse with sleep,
And she slips from my grasp,
Though she was never really there.
And i'm left with the fact,
That it was a girl,
That held me and loved me
And i sleep with unease and confusion
Until she comes and visits me again.

hello, I want to join if that's okay….. I only have a few I'm really proud of so hopefully you like them to…
Hope

Black and dark
but sees the light
like a spark
to ignite
fades away
furthermore
like a drop
of venom

Melancholy

A spark that dreams
Of lilac skies
Of crimson clouds
And golden sunrise
Growing dusk
Filled with musk
As one stares to the night lies
Blackened souls
Meeting ghouls
As the dreams
Shatter
Marking one more victim
To suffer along the shores
Of emotion

Loss

Warm Glow
Fading Dawn
Violet Sky
Perfect Summer
Broken Promise
Broken Hearts
Dystopia in the mind
Making thoughts
Into sound
Breaking function
With an action
Natural or forceful
Making those
Once bright souls
Wither away
Until only the shell
Remains
Emotion to apathy
Apathy to agony
Agony to hatred
Cycles of pain
Hidden in a single
Feeling