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    Half-Way Love

    I want to find a placewhere the devil can't find mei see better angels dyingour way of life second guessedwith no hope in sighti say...you don't need to believestand there and call me namesact like I'm the hypocritewhen you...

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    Pound Of Flesh

    Numb from endless propaganda  Trying to tell people what to think Subliminal messages everywhere  Telling us to fight, fuck, or murder   Information the new gold standard  It’s lifeblood to a corporate vampire  Controlling this narrative worldwide  While collecting their pound of flesh     Copyright @ Damian DeadLove 2024

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    • A powerful and thought provoking piece, dear Damian! Puppets on the string which move to every command of the puppeteer are easily to control…
      To follow the drum of your heartbeat was a good idea! Your free rhyming flows easily and naturally!

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Elke. So glad you connected with the write my friend. You hit the nail on the head. Appreciate you.

        Damian

    • Excellent, see .. this is what happens when free verse becomes you .. its all prose from here and no cons .. write on .. Neville

    • I HATE corporations and Politicians. Your poem strikes a nerve which I can easily understand and agree with.

    • This is really good cuz. I don’t like politics, but you write this so well.

    • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Mary. So glad you connected with the write my friend. Back at ya.. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • Fantastic work, my friend.

    • Two verses yet they tell the whole truth…. I don’t know how the human mind and spirit will survive and deal with all these negative rushes all around and everywhere… The problem that even when You are conscious and doing what You should do, the environment around You is saying another thing, and we both know how the surrounding affects us and now we need extra extra work! Yes I do appreciate old times. Great write my friend.

    • You know, the number of poetic rants I’ve written this year alone actually depresses me. It never seems to end. Spilling their lies and spewing their hate on the daily. Everyone I know is numb and fighting fatigue from it all. I’ll keep spilling truth if you do, my friend

      • Thanks so much for reading and your kind words, Willow. So glad you connected with the write my friend. I know your pain, I have that same pain. That I wrote this in the summer of 2024 and it still works today is depressing indeed. Count me in, always willing to spill the truth my friend. Kindred Spirts! Appreciate you.

        Damian

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    Knock, Knock

    sadden refrain I've done it againacting more like a goat then a sheepit's not my fault I get confused at the true nature of Godone point of contention is why were these secrets of heaven so damningthe fallen angels...

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    crepe paper

    She lies therenaked, still,silentlegs parted like memory.Breasts fall sideways,eyes sealed,skin pale,blotched,creped,the blush long gone.We played this game often when skins were warmNowher skin is cold,I touch the silence.my Siren sleepsour long desirebreathes its last.ThenA thought enters my mindtravels down...

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    Ink Therapy

    I trap memories in versescribbling in my sleepetching them so deeply...they become permanent marksfading slowly over time...leaving beautiful scars it's a medication...needed to survive{pre}scribed for internal healingit comes with no deadening propertiesno sedatives...but it's my personal narcotic I won't deny the...

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    • I second this addiction. I feel lost and unfocused if I do not write.

    • I third this addiction.

      I love the written word..mine and others.

      Great write,right,rite,wright….lol

    • Very relatable Willow. Thank you for sharing 💕

    • Brilliantly penned, Willow. Into the book it belongs! Infectious vibe your words and the musical arrangement my friend. It’s the one addiction that I feed and I refuse to kick. You summed it up well as you always do. Loved this one Willow. Excellent work. Appreciate you.

      Damian

      • I think this addiction is more healing than harming. It’s how we clear headspace and reset. About whatever is naggin’ the noggin. I knew you would feel this one too. Thank you, my friend

    • You express perfectly what most of us here feel, dear Willow! It’s the same with me – I scream, weep, bleed and laugh my soul onto the paper.

    • It’s horrific, that ‘silent scream’, the self-reflection not seen in the mirror, the expression held inside. I hear your pen, Willow. It’s LOUD!!! But I welcome it. Let the ink flow, make Rorschach’s of rage across the page. Just know, you are seen!

      Curt

    • I don’t run the pen. It runs me, girl. As Shrek said…Better out than in. Excise the wounds so they can heal clean. Thank you, girl. You wield a mighty pen yourself

    • Thank you, Thomas

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