r/Original_Poetry

We keep going through the same thing, baby. I’m a dog off the leash.
I’m no good for you. Yes, I am a good man, but I keep fumbling dimes, chasing quarters. It’s something about something new. I have a problem, baby. I’m no good for you. I’m poison. Save yourself. Don’t fall in love with me. I do want a wife, but right now, I’m too alive, having too much fun with all these different women. Baby, I’m no good for you. Only here for a fun time, not a long time. I’m not trying to go steady. I’m trying to give the best night of your life. Might slide through here and there, slam that pussy on my face like some ice. Tell me that pussy belongs to me tonight. She doesn’t belong to me. She’s for the world. Off topic again. Don’t bring your emotions. Been too numb. Time to feel again, baby. I’m no good for you. I’m selfish. Plus, I want my cake and eat it too. I’m no good, baby. I’m just an honest man. Won’t lie to you, telling you my intentions from the start. Don’t want to hear I played with your heart. I left before things got too deep in bed with another woman, not even thinking of you anymore. See you sneak dissing me on the Gram. Guess you’re mad I left you on seen. Don’t get too comfortable. You’re replacement already here. She’s way thicker. Told you I have a problem. She tattooed my name. Talking about a between us, but I’m already gone. I’m sorry.

How suffocating was the sun yesterday!
And today, how dark and sad it was.
This week being so abrupt hit me hard,
But does that remind you of anything?
Between this weather and you,
I no longer know which of the two
Is making me blow my nose.

The logical conclusion is
That you lowered my defenses,
And the weather simply took its toll.
But wasn’t my delirium the same
As it is now?
When the sun burnt our naked skin,
And then the moon bore witness
To all that followed?

Today I noticed
That all three of you are missing.
Something gloomy covers you all.
Maybe that’s why I’m so ill.
Tonight I won’t go to sleep.
The whole night I’ll ask myself:
Will the clouds be gone
Before I recover?

The way you think i feel about you is so far from how I feel

Because I know within myself that what I felt for you was real.

And just because we arent together doesnt mean that I dont care

No one can ever take away all of the memories we share.

It hurts to know that im alot to blame for how you feel inside

Or how I amplified your trust issues

I should have never lied.

But I appreciate all that you are and how much that you tried

You have so much to offer

Theres so much you can achieve

You need to take this time to self reflect instead of people please

Right now your in a hole of darkness

Being used by everyone

And they will all keep taking from you

Til everything you have is gone

You will feel so happy inside when your clean with a clear mind

And everything will fall in place

And You'll be concious of the signs

You'll feel proud and love yourself again

This i know for sure

So dont be scared to close this chapter

Straight aheads an open door

Quarter tank
Loaf of bread

Sloppy joes
Boys are fed

Homework done
Enough said

Props her feet up
On the porch

Loads a bowl
Lights the torch

She doesn’t know
Her mind is kissed

Makes me smile
She is missed

I’m the girl with baggage

The kind that keeps me up at night

I’m the girl who’s damaged

And not just on the inside

.

I’m scared and hurt and jealous

.

And kind

.

A softness lives

Behind these eyes

.

My stitched up grin

Eternally bright

It ‘lights up the room’

I live in fight or flight.

.

Bloodshot eyes in a darkened room

Tell myself ‘Take a tissue’—I do

But show my cries—

That’s attention-seeking too

.

I wear my scars just fine

Stand tall, with pride

Every inch of pain -

I take in my stride

.

I’m fierce and bold and strong

.

And traumatised

.

My trauma is permanent

Stuck in my bloodline

.

I’m the girl with pretty eyelashes

That flutter like butterflies

I’m the girl who’s healing

And not just on the outside…

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Lilies

Of course I’ll buy you flowers
Wrapped in plastic
With the string tied

Not because I’m meant to
Says the gurus
In the ink typed

Not to make you stay
Though I hope I’ll always hold you
And your grip stays forever tight

Don’t see it as repayment
For coming to my darkness
To show me there’s a thin light

Or leading me to the shore
When I couldn’t see
The near tide

But because I hope you’ll smile
Not for me but deep inside
Where, in that moment, you’re free

My love can’t be weighed in petals
When leaves decay with time
So lilies hold no power

But if they guaranteed a smile
Every day
I’d shop for flowers

So fucking lonely all the time.
I only want to be near you, hear you, see you.
But you’re so far away all the time, in every way.

And every time we speak,
you say something new,
and the anger bubbles up,
but I can’t be mad at you.

I don’t have time to be mad at you
because the timer’s already started,
and it’s ticking too quickly
for me to keep up and I’m scared we’re running out of time.

The ticking drives me crazy,
always there at the back of my head:
counting the days till I see you,
counting the days till I see you after,
counting the days that matter to you.

And the clock keeps swallowing me,
one tick at a time.

Yet weirdly,
I hope you face this madness too.

I think maybe I’ve started measuring my life
in the distance between us.

But I think
I wanna live too.

People don’t love you.

They love the idea of you that
They compose in their head
The ghost of your kindness
And lightheart
The carefully selected generalization
Of your personalities
That benefit their ego.

They may not love you for these reasons on purpose
But they don’t
Or can’t
Fathom care
past the point
That exposes the barriers of
“Loving”
An empty cup

The thing they don’t tell you about empty cups
Is you don’t become loved while you’re empty
It never starts that way

You start bursting at the seams,
Full past the brim
With expectations and generous notions

People love that you’re so outgoing

When you listen to their tragedies with
Tears of your own to add

When you buy their drinks at the bar
To refill their matching aches

When you bring the smoke because you
Just enjoy the company

They love the constant
Reassurance
The compliments
The seemingly grounded support

The last breath in your lungs
That you give
To resuscitate the
Fragility of their
Brittle backbone.

Soon, however, you can’t find
enough starlight
To fuel the overflow
As hard as you attempt to replenish

The flow turns to trickle
and you can only allow a few
To drink

Soon,
You’re empty.

And not many can fathom emptiness
And the moment
The breeze of the abyss
Caresses your
Innermost fears

Is when you’ve
Allotted the last drop
To wet the lips of
The most coveted angel;

Only then can you see,

That empty cups
Only know of love
From memories.

\~sosita\~

I could not stop her
Did not try
Through my head back
Exclaimed “Oh My”!

I was being spoiled
Oil and such
Skillful hands
Gentle touch

Just when I
Could take no more
I felt the knock
On my back door

My toes curled
My teeth clenched
Shook violently
That dirty wench

Now I cant look her
In the eyes
She’s dominant
To my surprise.

I feel so dirty
Cheap and weak
Stare at the ground
When she speaks

She just bought
Some plugs and beads
I’m getting weak
In my knees

I feel like
Everybody knows
Am I walking different?
Does it show?

I’ve gone from Alpha
To a cub
Once dominant
Now a sub

My life is changed
It just lingers
All because
Of an oily finger.

My knuckles were raw, a scraped up mess,
The skin was torn, causing me stress.
I kept on hitting, a steady beat,
Ignoring the pain, and the growing heat.

Then something gave way, a sickening sound,
White bone peeked out, on bloody ground.
A shiver ran through me, a chilling thought,
This was more than I bargained for, a lesson hard taught.

The cracks began where trust should live—

I broke the vows, took more than gave,

let silence fester, lies I’d give

to hide the self I couldn’t save.

ADHD, depression—names

for all the static in my head.

But pain explained is not the same

as pain endured. The words I’ve said

(and didn’t say) became a wall.

Now every stumble, every fall—

she catalogs with surgical care:

the tone, the time, the unpaid care,

the way I breathe, the way I sit.

My flaws, a script she won’t forget.

I know I broke her. Know the cost.

But god, the silence makes me small.

Each try to heal, each step I’ve lost—

she meets with, “You. You feel it all.

Your feelings always come in first.”

And maybe that’s the curse, the worst:

I try to speak a small hurt’s name—

she turns it back into my shame.

So am I narcissist? Just lost?

A man who broke what mattered most,

now flinching at the daily frost?

My brain just aches. My heart’s a ghost.

I want to get better. I swear I do.

But how when every word I use

feels like a weapon turned on me—

no room to breathe, no truce, no sea

to wash this low, this lonely through?

Fuck.

Barefoot on the grass,
Diving deep into the shadows of past.
After wandering for hours
In the dark,
Tracing good old memories
I Found a little source of light.

Your eyes.

how u fear attachment
is how i fear losing u
i wish you the best , my love
i wish u did too
tho my best is you
you say ill find a better guy
when all i want is you
i'll say this again to you
oh god
i think im in love with you

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‏تم منظر میں نہیں، آواز بھی معدوم ہو چلی

تمھاری یاد، تھی اک لمبی رات، سو اب ڈھل چلی

فرمند شادان 27/06/2020

روزنِ خیال :

آنکھ سے دور نہ ہو دل سے اتر جاۓ گا

وقت کا کیا ہے گزرتا ہے گزر جاۓ گا

احمد فراز

Tum mNzer maiN naheeN, Aawaz bhi ma’doom ho chali

Tumhaari yaad, thee ik lambi raat, so, ab dhal chali

Farmand Shadaan

[IN ENGLISH: You are no longer in the frame, and even your voice is fading away,

Your memory was a long night, which is now finally drawing to a close]

Her tattoos are changing shape

I picked our child up yesterday
She stepped outside to say “Hey”

I could not believe my eyes
2 Volkswagens turned into thighs

She waddled out in a dress
Can’t put pants on would be my guess

Flappy arms and turkey neck
Wishes do come true, I guess