#bad poetry

[nothinghereisworking]

Seasons Greetings

He sees you when you're sleeping He knows what you did take He knows that you've been very bad And your spirit he will break Oh, you're going to shout You're going to cry You're gonna find out The strength of The Eye Santatar has risen again

#mordor #sauron #nazgul #mt doom #“festive” #bad paint art #tolkien fanart #artist: cuarthol #bad poetry #filk #lord of the rings #plum pudding's back on the menu

[thehartster-blog]

#quotes #sad thoughts #bad poetry #sad poem #sad quotes #angst #angry #im hurtin #hurt/comfort #relatable quotes #depressing quotes #life quotes #qotd #thoughts #seriously though

[renae-nicole-lynn]

Fae

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If you would be so lucky to earn a Fae’s loyalty,

they will give you their heart, treat you like royalty.

Let them approach first, please avoid the fae rings,

First you will hear laughter then their flapping wings.

The beauty of the Fae know not just one single form,

some look borne from the sky, others from a storm.

These sublime creatures will court you with flowers,

Roses followed with conversation that lasts hours.

Fear not, we serve as a neutral ground for your date,

prepare to be charmed into a flustered state.

The Fae have a reputation for being quite tricky,

their fickleness is often followed by a hickey.

To them, your body is a poem yet to be written,

every moan from you will have them smitten.

To turn the tables, to make them stutter and blush,

trace those lovely pointed ears, it gives them a rush.

Their clever fingers always find a game to play,

usually those games lead to staying in bed all day.

Unless you are ready, do not give a Fae your name,

giving instead of telling is all they need to lay a claim.

Only do this when you both are ready to commit,

in a new relationship there is much a Fae will omit.

When you are both ready what an occasion it will be,

a ceremony with flowers everywhere the eye can see.

If you are seeking nothing more than a fling,

a Fae will still treasure you, even without a ring.

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Hello to the two or less people who read this, I am not abandoning it inspiration has just been a bitch 🙃.

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[vampireink]

I will have a home one day. It will be warm, and it will be safe. It will have large windows so that it never feels like a prison. It will have comfort and light and colours, and there will be joy echoing off of each of the walls. There will be no shouting in my home. There will be no violence, no harsh words, no abuse ... it will be safe, and it will be my home.

#my thoughts #sad post #sad #tw abuse #abusive parents #abuse #toxic house #toxic parents #toxic family #toxic relationship #bad parents #parent trauma #parent issues #mommy issues #daddy issues #toxic household #toxic home #bad poetry #text post #emotional abuse #literature #poem #poet #poetry #writing #original #poets on tumblr #words #tired #trauma

[hauntedmoon519]

you are just a child.

at this point? yes

still unprepared and unready for a world so full

a world so scary

it's a strange place, the one we inhabit

eerie and weird in it's odds and ends that you've only scratched the surface of

still a little dog, but you'll get there

growing pains are normal

but they stand behind you

children of the same home

together prepared and willing

ready for whatever the world awaits

#azrael #worlds beyond number #inspired by the podcast because its great #bad poetry

[seraphalpha]

Angels are my funky little hyper-fixation.

The idea of just being breathed to life, to immediate indelible purpose, knowing nothing else but adoration for your Creator (holy-holy-holy), and love for everything in creation. That includes your perfect home, your siblings, and that includes yourself. Everything is as it should be, everyone is doing what they should be, and you're utterly content.

Do you have free-will? Why would you need it? What would you even do with it?

The idea of falling. That terrible, beautiful first breath of freedom, undercut by immediate sorrow. "Innocence lost cannot be regained", but even more: a broken machine cannot be relied upon. In finding yourself, you have destroyed what you were meant to be. Your Creator (holy-holy-holy) has thrown you away.

Would you still be you if you got "fixed"? Would the "flaw" just recur? Why can't you help but think of it in those terms?

You have the Fallen, your comrades in arms, your fellow damned. But you left two-thirds of Heaven behind, people you loved because you were made to love them, and who were made to love you in return. The oldest family in the universe, your family, is broken now.

Do you still love them, your siblings that stayed behind? Some fought against your newfound freedom, yes. But some just looked on, a few perhaps even in envy, too afraid to join you, but most in simple horror as their world dissolved. Do you resent them too?

You broke your family.

Do you hate them simply because they lacked your will, your conviction? Do you hate them for being better machines? Do you hate them knowing, in their own naive, ignorant, hurtful way, that they still love you?

To deny fault is to deny the very free-will you sought to prove you have. To blame Him (holy-holy-holy) is to admit to His (holy-holy-holy) infinite power which you, nonetheless, defy.

And from the other side, what of your poor lost kin? How could they do this?

Angels are purpose-made, gears in the Machine. The Host is singular, inexorable, deterministic. They turn the wheels of the Universe, from the birth and death of stars, to the birth and death of mortal creatures.

Why would your siblings do this, don't they love you? You are loved. Was there a flaw in the Design? He (holy-holy-holy) cannot err, by definition. What happens now that they're gone, what happens to their purpose? All goes according to plan. Then why can't you stop having these thoughts?

I'm not religious at all, but...

#be not afraid #biblically accurate angel #holy holy holy #long post #long reads #worldbuilding #fallen angel #eldritch angels #angel #angels #bad poetry #i just think they're neat #cw: religious themes #cw: religious trauma #might have something to do with the obvious #trans allegory #this post got out of hand #brought to you by a trans woman who can't come out to her christian family

[inkounderscore]

All around me, stars twinkle They cradle my vessel, keeping me warm. I cannot reach out to them, as they do to me, But they are my friends, Nevertheless. And as the stars shine, Expecting no return in gratitude, My people do not require anything of me I will make everybody proud And I have lived a good life. Even it be a short one, I have lived a good life.

#laika #sputnik 2 #poetry #bad poetry #but poetry nonetheless #ms paint #space #laika the space dog #i miss her #i think i broke down at least twice making this because it kept reminding me of my dog that passed away #inkos pen puke #art #/srs #inconsistent art style #but dont worry about it too much

[mothmanperson]

only maggots love the taste of rotting flesh.

cw: blood, gore, angst, really bad attempt at being poetic, reader implied to be from another world/universe(isekai), dead dove: do not eat

no character is mentioned, but it’s a jujutsu kaisen…. thing i wrote, i honestly don’t know what to call this

what were you doing…?

what have you….. done….?

blood rushed to your head and you suddenly couldn’t feel your feet and hands anymore, besides the aching cold that filled you to your bones.

your knees screamed, the rough, cracked ground you kneeled on duh into your skin like needles. but you didn’t move just yet, your body just… refuse to let you turn away from the gruesome scene in front of you.

one that you alone had caused.. this, was your own doing…

at one point a painful sound rung through your ears, piercing your eardrums, red bleeding down your neck onto clothes you borrowed.

you didn’t notice, it felt as if everything around you was dulled yet so enhanced at the same time. you thought if you felt hard enough, you could feel the pitter patter of ants from the park far away, that was spared by the havoc.

god…. have you always been this cruel?

you never thought you could fall this far.

clarity, yet you couldn’t even see your own perspective anymore. you lost sight of something you could barely remember anymore, lost in a war that had nothing to do with you, that shouldn’t have been possible to have anything to do with you.

yet… like a fool, you went with whatever was thrown at you… instead of helping yourself, like you always did, instead of taking things into your own hands, like you knew you had to.

you sat around and did nothing: twiddled your thumbs, achieving nothing to help your peculiar case.

the day you came to was a blur, yet you seemed to gain a sense of deja vu, red filling to much of your unfocused view.

you breathed calmly, deep breaths that made your lungs want to burst out of your chest in shame of what you’ve achieved.

your heart beating uncomfortably fast, but not enough to be threatening.

it felt like when you didn’t sleep a minute at night, your body doing everything to pull your through the day, while also staying alive and alert, creating an almost out of body experience, you could see yourself kneeling in front of the growing pool of crimson blood.

the one you created, on your own with no one to blame but your own.

god, those hands that were smeared with cake batter just a few days prior, now forever stained with cooling blood of someone you recognize.

you took another deep breath and your lips parted, cracking and tearing apart, fresh dropplets of blood filling the spaces between dried skin, your teeth coated in a lot more of the same liquid, horrifying, as it forced it’s way down your throat.

you didn’t even mind the taste.

your hands shook, as did your vision as you looked at the appendages, moving them in any kind of way hurt as dried wounds reopened, ripping open even more and your bones scratched from below.

your skeleton wanted to escape its sinful bindings, and so did you, run away to a place that wasn’t this, that wasn’t here.

hide from the world and rot until dirty maggots feast upon you like you are a delicacy, loving your taste, your texture, your thoughts and feelings.

loving you, even if they were lowly, filthy things that crawled to the dead like moths to a flame.

eating hole in your heart, finding there is one already, round and empty, black and blistering like tar, bleeding into your live essence, mingling with your blood like old friends. when it shed, only then was it’s true nature revealed, sticking to everything like sweet, sweet honey, everything you once reached for so hopefully, was painted it’s ugly color, the saccharine smell attracting flies to lay their spawn, setting their doom.

yet you were still alive, the maggots loved your flesh, yet you moved and lived and continued on with your live, letting decay fall upon all without a care.

you should‘ve helped yourself, when you still had the chance, now you killed and your fate was sealed, your doom was to come. you felt it in your corroding heart, you felt it.

god, or was that feeling just the larva indulging in your core?

#gn reader #someone help #x gender neutral reader #x reader #gender neutral #jjk angst #jujutsu kaisen #tw death #cw: gore #maggots #bad poetry #i was in a mood #gojo satoru #geto suguru #sukuna #megumi fushiguro #yuji itadori #male reader #you killed someone #isekai

[fofi42]

Little Alex Horne buying sweets and p❤️️rn aka TM bad poetry

[Series 17 Outtakes - Part 2]

#Little Alex Horne buying sweets and p❤️️rn #bad poetry #taskmaster #TMouttakes #taskmaster outtakes #long version of a banter #alex horne #greg davies #taskmaster uk

[thehartster-blog]

Going through the motions

#quotes #sad thoughts #sad poem #sad quotes #bad poetry #poems on tumblr #life quotes #mental illness #dailywomen #early morning #im going insane #keep going #qotd #depressing quotes #short poetry #short story #story #cutt1ng #struggle #real life #student #questions

[renae-nicole-lynn]

Minotaur

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Half human, half bull, all in the dating scene

Minotaurs are ready for a romantic routine.

Big arms, big thighs, and an even bigger heart

how they would protect you is no small part

of the devotion that they could feel for you.

Yes, could. Fresh relationships fall through.

Focus not on that but instead your could-be lover

a few rounds in bed and you will need to recover.

Breast and/or groin they are notoriously endowed

as long as consent is given anything is allowed.

We have yet to mention the aftercare

you will be treated oh so softly, we swear.

Minotaurs really do have hearts so tender

they will chase away anyone they deem an offender.

They came in all kinds of sizes and shapes

skinny or buff they will bail you out of your scrapes.

When together your safety is never in doubt

who would attack a Minotaur that’s out and about?

Please avoid taking them to a enclosed space

they will feel trapped and destroy their careful grace.

Maybe take them to a to more opened terrain

that will save you, them, and us a lot of pain.

They will try anything at least once

Do research first, do not be a dunce.

Minotaurs come from large families or groups

they will love you, and your heart will fly in hoops.

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This is garbage.

I hate it but I tired.

I’ll be taking a break for while, poll for the next round of monsters will be up tomorrow at some point:

I appreciate the few of you that reads and somewhat likes this 😊.

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[vampireink]

So many thoughts

They spill out of me like ink

Dark and rich and full of intricacy

Creating art

That no one understands

Or wants to see

[Kas]

#literature #poem #poet #poetry #text post #writing #original #poets on tumblr #words #sad ending #sad post #sad thoughts #sad poem #spilled writing #spilled poetry #spilled words #spilled thoughts #spilled ink #my thinking #my thoughts #thought #my writing #writeblr #writers on tumblr #writers #writers and poets #bad poetry #love poem #love #my words

[class1akids]

Blood is red

Roses are smelly

I'll stick this knife

with love in your belly

Be my Valentine! 💗💗💗

💗BNHA Valentines 💗

Villain Valentines

#bnha valentines #bad poetry #togachako #uraraka ochako #himiko toga #villain valentines

[hoodoo12]

He is excited for Valentine's Day

#Beetlejuice #bad pickup lines #bad poetry

[inkounderscore]

im no poet but i ended up seeing the tumblr worm post and i felt a strong urge

#prohibited wish #prohibitedwish #inkos pen puke #poetry #bad poetry #you can’t yell at me im autistic #scarab has mad cat energy i dont care