forgetmeyes-poetry

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

underneath

My home is somewhat underneath The surface of the earth it seems Unreachable to the human eye Still trying to reach the surface dry

The lava swarms beneath the waves Water to air, the stars just wait Awake above, so hard to reach And close to the ground, I beseech

It to stay for a few seconds more These cracks and bends at the earths core My home, a place so far from the rest A product designed to be put to the test

The weight of the universe shifts back and forth Like a seesaw in water so desperate to float The hopes and prayers of the lost and abandoned No one has yet to reach out their hand and Give them space to break the surface Let them breathe, give them purpose A place where they don’t have to hide A new beginning, a makeshift life

My home is somewhat underneath The surface of the earth, I see Translucent and tranquil from the start Finally at peace near the earths heart

#original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #this #yep #hooray

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

masks

Come back, my mask, my good old friend I shall use you again and again Until your tattered cardboard falls And my broken face is seen by all

For display, it’s quite a sight to see Till my dying breath I build to be A factory of many graces An addiction to holding up faces

Throw me up against a wall The knife just barely cuts at all The blood on its tip Pools just a little bit Drip, drip, fall

Scars after scars find a place to leave their mark The harder it is to stay hidden in the dark The more they cut the skin I’m so desperate to hide The more I’m forced to wear them time after time

Vile and like sorcery, a black market deal Like illegal drugs someone is so desperate to steal Except nobody notices the true terror of them all The masks in my basement, the ones I always have on

I have them all, like a department store for smiles and raised eyebrows and so many more Laughs and grins and smirks, thousands of each The ones my real face simply can’t reach

I hate this life, and the masks that I own The perfect picture, emotion, tone But no matter what I do, how many plans I devise They latch on to me like a pleading, desperate child

Their essence is so natural now It flows inside my blood, all throughout If I tried to stop, I’d lose myself Without them- mute, blind, and deaf

For they own my voice, and my sight They own my beliefs and they own my rights They own my thoughts, and my actions They own my indulgence, and my reactions

They own my soul and body too For I give them everything I have to use And now I’m nothing but an empty shell Controlled by the masks I wear

#so i cried writing this #oops? #original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #its not the best it could be but #its still here so #yay #hope you like it

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

waterfall

No sooner had the empire fallen than the lights went out The city was lost in ash- a cold, barren, desolate scene Old lanterns hung teetering over the edge, waving above the shattered remains Of houses dismantled to the point where only shards of wood could be recognized Remnants of the torrent remained- taunting, jeering And even before being discovered, it roars louder than ever imagined For above it all lies the falling river It cascades below, into a lagoon of frothy clear liquid An elixir of the gods The cold, unforgiving angel and the loving, merciful demon coalesce It grips the rock, defying every law humanity has forced upon it It cannot be tamed, this ever-knowing creation of the earth Sprouts grow hesitantly on the river bank, waiting to be washed away But it protects them, this entity, it gifts them a home Once, it too gifted us a home But with carelessness and thanklessness, we disrupted it We took for granted its tranquil nature And so it began, the constant battle between humanity and its precursor But victory was not destined to be ours, nor was it ever destined to fall into our hands We were- simply put- doomed from the very start We can wish for things to become right again, yet we ourselves don't know what right is The truth is different, harsher, so appalling it is concealed and ignored forever And rising and falling, like the heartbeat of the earth The descending stream puffs mist into the air But we have never paid heed to its warning, and never will So we stand, watching it plead and roar For with every day comes a new tide With every hour comes a new wave With every minute comes a new ripple But with every second, comes nature's callous falling

#imagery #original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #i dont have much more to say abt this tbh

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

save our heart, my good man

Solemn and steady and in sync A beating heart we all share Vast enough to fill and fit in Every single shell

Overturned and overlooked, Unanimous and clear Rest in peace and as you lay

Hear the raven sing away Each one of us will say a prayer And leave flowers by the grave Rest in peace, we all repeat Though we know we might be next

Morning brings us under sullen clouds Your sacrifice haunts us all

Good man, that heart we all share One that we have built together Over hours and hours of labor Does it all just fade away now?

Make haste in your journey, they tell And as we reach the sand-filled shores Night descends and reminds us of you

#ITS AN ACROSTIC POEM #IM KIND OF PROUD OF THIS #acrostic #original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #EEEE

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

inspiration

Writing poetry is weird One moment I know a thousand lines And then the next They’ve disappeared

Where did they go? Do they fall into an abyss? Are they eaten by a demon in my mind, so hungry for words?

I could write forty verses in an hour And none in three years And then repeat, and repeat, and repeat silence noise silence Noise silence NOISE

The noise is alright but when it’s gone, so am I The silence is too loud these days So I fill it up with everything

This never ending curse just stays As I lay awake after dark This inspiration I have Consumes my waking thoughts

It’s rather tiring to be like this Everything must be written down 10 turns into 3 am I’ve lost for time nowadays

What does trigger this sense of adrenaline? Do tell me please, I beg I’m tired of this on and off I need a steady fix

It’s not like I’m helping the world Or curing an lifelong disease I’m writing shit in my closet Because it makes me at ease

So give me a sense of purpose Something I can do to change The world from what it is today To something people embrace

I’m tired of being useless I’m tired of feeling lost I’ve never known of a goldfish that could survive in a cardboard box

The rain just stopped It’s been pounding for hours Pit Pat Pit Pat It started up again And it’s gone now Again

Damn it, it never stays It’s crazy and irregular and cluttered and confusing Just like me, and my mind, and this poem that’s been consuming All my waking thoughts these days

#so this is crack poetry isnt it #if thats a thing #lol #original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #i don't know what i am doing #anyway yep this exists bye

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

you

I wish I could tell you Reach out from the depths of time And teach you how Naivety is peace And ignorance is happiness And forgetfulness will destroy the person you are Now Then Everything is interconnected By the fabric of time so cherished and despised by all living souls It will guide you It will keep you safe It will pull you forward no matter how much you beg it to stay You can hate it You will hate it But one day, you’ll learn how it saved you And that day is now, as I write this Remembering you Hating you Loving you Knowing you As a person so unlike my own Yet so similar too I’m sorry And I’m not Because safety is a construct for a child so desperate to call the world home It will trap you Chain you down And time is what will save you I know Because time is what saved me And you might hate it But you won’t one day One day you’ll accept fate and grow You won’t be hurt anymore And that journey is long I’m not done yet You haven’t started So similar, yet so different And I wish I could explain How it’s better to not know the things you’ve never had So you’d never miss them when you grasp them, and they slip away So you’d never cry over spilled Water So you’d hold the breath of the world in your heart But it’s okay Just keep going Because the two of us? We’re almost there

#like a letter to myself ig? #i dont know what this is supposed to be #original poem #poems on tumblr #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #poetic

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

bench

many people ask if I feel tired sometimes I say "maybe" but not as tired as that old tattered wooden bench sitting upon the most beautiful of sands but so lonely and lost and free and broken at least we have one thing in common

#original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #poems #poet #so this happened #crack poetry at this point #don't know what im doing </3 #hope you enjoy lol

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

never changed, always changing

they asked me to take the old man who lives in the old house down halloway street and search through his minds portfolio but i could not bear to stand and watch as i witnessed the pain and suffering of time so lonely and alone a word of its own when i search it up, i find no others "hour" "o'clock" "schedule" et cetera et cetera et cetera i asked the old man who lives in that old house i've learned to call home and he told me to look outside and see the birds every day watch upon their hollow songs and chirping tweets and melancholy curses every day and listen and listen and listen until i could hear them no more

twenty years later, i went back to halloway street and found the old, tattered shack my old man spent his last days now gone no reminants, no reminders, no **knowing** just another upon its grave alive and welcome and homely children play in its front yard, luscious and green with petunias dangling across the fence it's beautiful, terrifying this is not his home, this is not his love, this is not. right.

i sit down for a cup of tea on a sun-shaded tarnished bench and close my eyes try to remember those sullen, cloudy, vibrant days that changed my life forever and then i hear them their hollow songs and chirping tweets and melancholy curses they're not the same as before they will never be the same but he was right that day, oh, he was right every time they never stopped calling

#original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #this took a while #dont know if its any good but #welp #here it is #anyway

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

later

ive learnt the hard way that "later" is never "later" is no "later" means "i don't care" and "i'm too tired" and "this doesn't matter right now" "later" is false hope something that will so obviously never happen but -what if god, what if it did "later" is ignorance and "stop bothering me" and "i'm done with you" it's like being too weak to unscrew the lid of a soda can and having to ask someone for help but you're so scared because what if they say "later"

#original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poets on tumblr #poems #poet #um so this is a new style

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

i know.

eyes glazed moving lips pleading, begging, watching- silent torturers grip chains inside your throat cut open, bleeding fiend you’d kill it to kill you so you could be free release from humiliation your immortal enemy cry all you want tonight alas, you’re lost in history

#tw for dark stuff #original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #here's some depressing poetry for you? #hope u like it <3

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

cuts of yellow (maybe purple too?)

fairy lights in a gold-cemented jar with jagged, imperfect stars- scars cut across its hollowed body awake by the dawn of time, as the sullen day breaks free over the horizon and the breath of yellow blankets; the monotonous and monochromatic becomes a pattern, kaleidoscopic views- swirling- mind-bending tug of war dancing above the cotton candy skies, feet hanging above the puffs of silver that should not be tangible (spell-binding beauty so apparent to the world) dreams cascading into minds as one tug over the blanket from another light, night, light, night– repetitive and argumentative; the old married couples complain about cold toes prisms twirl across the field, worshiping the sun's cardinal principle grace and toes as pointy as mama's kitchen knives sweep the stars right off their arms and let them sink beneath the sand abysmal this game, oh so debilitating: hands reach out to grasp the string one conclusive time before they misstep tightropes swinging- begging, pleading, hoping- praying you escape its solitary fraying threads from childhood games made of sunlight and beams of stars- scars to the midnight sky- scar your heart and soul and body one day at a time – cuts of light so yellow (but sort of purple too?)

#original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #cryptic #imagery #tw slightly violent imagery #i dont know where i was going with this man

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

yesterday's innkeeper

yesterday's innkeeper she was a little bit like me a bright, shaken smile for us to all believe

she dragged me inside asked me if i'd enjoyed my stay just one more passerby in her casket she must wait

day in and day out carrier of hotel baggage bright and as heavy as the rain brown eyes that speak a language

so cryptic and intriguing so hollow yet so free are you asking for a savior? or must i just let you be?

#original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #i didnt go to an inn yesterday but whatever #im not incredibly proud of this but its ok #it exists so might as well throw it out there yk

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

the end goal

when i met you in the fall bright-eyes, all smiles whispers from hall to hall what I didn't know until it was too late was that you were already so far gone and i tried to work, i tried to fix it i tried to pretend so i could change it but i too, was barely hanging on a battle so fierce, but the winner is the one who loses first and you let go first you left me alone and its selfish, i know but i hope that hurts

#original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #inspired by song #hanna ashbrooke #the bottom

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

selfish

littered upon the sandy shore waves lapping against an invisible wall dancing on stained and colored glass upon the earths silky shawl

claws arising, from the sea a hook, a net, terror and fear a clash of houses once so divided a battle so insignificantly giant

a breath once taken, maybe the last of yellow snow and purple grass a warped fixation of a prayers grasp stood up by ones who take their stand

shunned away into the depths of hollow minds and gleeful death once alike and once connected hiding away from the infected

a vacant cave once full of life of love and care and pain and strife swallowed by the seas ruthless hand as her fish scuttered to safer sands

a knife dripping with golden blood feeding her greed with the strongest drugs a spiral made of dreams so long gone steal the queen, become the pawn

waiting, watching, pulling back a tsunami boils under the sand acrobats upon a broken string dangling upon all seven seas

we cut and bleed till we can’t walk straight and once we know it’s far too late covered in a thousand stitches from our selfish, hopeless, faithless wishes

#original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poem #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #welp #wordplay i guess? #selfish / shellfish #woo i hope you like it im finally back

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

panagramic haiku

complete alphabet we spy 'round this quaking mix of words like vast jazz

#I DID IT #I MADE A HAIKU #THAT HAS ALL 26 LETTERS OF THE ALPHABET #VICTORY #it took me almost two hours #i should start doing my homework soon sighs #panagram #haiku #poem #poetry #panagramic #all letters #alphabetical #its even legible!!! maybe someday ill make one that rhymes #would you consider this understandable #i needed it to be down to earth any of those words nobody actually uses were a no- no #the fact that i spent two hours of my life on a single sentence #why do i do this to myself #IM SO HAPPY #potatoes #im bad at tagging lol #original poem #poems on tumblr #poetic #poems #poets on tumblr #poet #welp #panagrams #my tags are like four times larger than the actual haiku haha

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

⋆ . ˚ No Therapist Friend ˚. ⋆

Have a savior complex It's been doing me great I'm second place to myself Got to think straight

Before you ask how I am I promise I'll ask you first And if you say you're good then well I'll throw my feelings out the window

If you're good so am I I'd never burden you with my cries If you're bad, I'm right here I'm doing fine, don't worry about my tears

I see everyone complaining about being a therapist friend Pisses me off cause its what I live for For people to know that they can trust me Come and ask me for help I'd throw my feelings out the window any day for that

Because no matter how bad I feel I know I'll always feel better When someone comes up to me And tells me what's upset her

#poem #poetic #original poem #poems on tumblr #poetry #poems #poets on tumblr #sad poem #sad? man idk #this feels incomplete #how do i make it not incomplete #i dont know how to end it #welp

[forgetmeyes-poetry]

⋆ . ˚ Trick of Light ˚. ⋆

Bits of brass

and steel

and ruby glass

sprinkled on the sidewalk

Bits of jade

and emeralds

and sapphires

of victory and wealth

Bits of life

and love

and care

and that's when you realize

it's all fake

#this is me losing motivation #as you can see- the quality of my poems has been gradually decreasing #i hope they get better soon lol #anyway right actual tags i forgot #poems on tumblr #poem #poetic #poetry #poems #original poem #poets on tumblr #sad poem #poet #would i call this a “sad poem”? #no clue #oh well