Empty are the shadows
That run
Through the hollow
Inside a drum
Echoes are the voices not there
That linger in the chillen air
Silence is the words that you speak
Vapid is the way that you see
Emotionless is your embrace
Stone is your face
Empty is the way you left me
Cute little lovebunny
With his hair all funny
His lips cuter than a pair of strawberry yummiez
His eyes lost, hoping it’s you he seeks
To save him to save him
His little wuv mommy
To save him from his own two cute little feet
He’s my cute little lovebunny
I love him, he’s so funny
When he tries to get the words out
Though he just fails, stutters—-and repeat
My cuddly cuddler
Got his arms out like wuddlers
Waiting to grab onto me
And see me as close as a cuddler
Does see
Duddly wuddly
My cutie is so wub alee
Perfectly wubable
And then times two
He’s insecure shy and his tone
A whisper
His voice shakes and
The World is Much Better in Verse by singingspindle, literature
Literature
The World is Much Better in Verse
The world is better in verse
Let’s traverse
All of humankind,
With the swipe of a pen
Let us sweep
Through every human mind
With the hint of a spark
That lights a fire in men
I know not
What I’ve seen not
I feel not
What isn’t a part of me
And this is the tragedy,
That you might not see
what I see
In my poetry
Words plucked right out from the air
So much so they’re barely there
Each little line so very terse
Yet the world is still much better in verse.
The world is cold
It’s been since times old
We’re sinners by nature
Looking for pleasure
To make our pain lesser
Sexual addiction
Drug addiction
Pleasure addiction
Mind over matter
Mind over manners
Follow each other
Wherever other goes
Just to have friends
We’d throw out our soul
Just to feel cool
We’ll support almost anything
Mind over matter
But who’s in control?
Where will you be when you can’t find love
From all your mind numbing
And reckless decisions
The allure of the thrill
Experience over innersperience
Shock value over reality
That happiness you’re seeking
——-is it real?
Deep inside the dark of hell
I hear a voice i know as well
The hounds bark loud
But ne’er pray tell
They remind you life just once was swell
A painful cry
A frightful sound
I hear them calling all around
The drip of blood
The beauty of pain
How hearts can squeeze out all they gain
A monstrous hole
A gaping wound
How i wish i was now in June
A fatal stab
Right in my jugular vein
But here the sputtering
Still remains
As happiness i find in its joyful pain
And while from self destruction i still refrain
I see that being hurt can only cause me one thing
——forgiveness.
I never realized how endless the sea looked
How vastly the night sky stood
How grand the world was
The floor such an open space
The turn of a corner such an exciting place
Until I longed for each inch of it to be
Where next I'd walk into your embrace
What is it we're searching for
In a piano piece
In a kiss
In holding someone's hand
In a pill
Is it a thrill
An escape to a magical nowhere land?
A little drop of potion
Running through our veins
A potion so potent as to take away all pain
A tinkle of high
A carefully crafted lullaby
As each note hits a higher nerve
Progressively speeding
The heavenly fumes that send our heart reeling
The rush of belonging
Of finally being free
Being loved the way it's meant to be
Having all your dreams come true
What would you give?
what would you do....
If I said it's already inside you?
I'll Tell You a Tale by singingspindle, literature
Literature
I'll Tell You a Tale
Oh how grim. Isn't that the most morose you've ever been? I'll tell you a tale dipped with folly. A refreshing tale of melancholy. You'll shed a tear but want to hear more. As soon as the grizzly eats the family whole. As soon as the fisherman gets lost at sea. Because the best tales are those of tragedy.
Joyless smiles fill the room by singingspindle, literature
Literature
Joyless smiles fill the room
Let’s go to a place where everything is dark.
Where night never fully turns into day
Where dogs never bark
Where the chillen snow covers the ground
And the mist beneath the clouds never lets up
Where tradition is revered and Victorian’s the getup
Where people are all pale and their lips red as cherry
Where children are always quiet and well-mannered, but never merry.
Let’s leave behind pretending we know who we are
That we’re happy and surrounded by smiles.
Let’s find happiness in sadness,
and magic in gloom.
Let’s forever drown our sorrows in the beauty of our empty room.
Less is more and saturn as my r
There's a hurt in my side
There's a pain in my spleen
It's an invisible little bugger, most painful thing you've ever seen.
He's crawling around. Now he's exiting my rib
And crawling right into my heart, thumping something mean
He won't leave me alone
He won't let me be
He makes my body ache
Soon as it's you I see.
He tickles my tongue
And makes me trip up
He tickles my knees
And won't let me stand up
He grows wings and flutters around in my tummy
He sends a shockwave through my veins
Makes my arms numb
makes my palms wet
And makes me feel like a dummy
He gets in my eye and makes me blink really fast
Goes in my mouth and
Gives me pursed
Empty are the shadows
That run
Through the hollow
Inside a drum
Echoes are the voices not there
That linger in the chillen air
Silence is the words that you speak
Vapid is the way that you see
Emotionless is your embrace
Stone is your face
Empty is the way you left me
Cute little lovebunny
With his hair all funny
His lips cuter than a pair of strawberry yummiez
His eyes lost, hoping it’s you he seeks
To save him to save him
His little wuv mommy
To save him from his own two cute little feet
He’s my cute little lovebunny
I love him, he’s so funny
When he tries to get the words out
Though he just fails, stutters—-and repeat
My cuddly cuddler
Got his arms out like wuddlers
Waiting to grab onto me
And see me as close as a cuddler
Does see
Duddly wuddly
My cutie is so wub alee
Perfectly wubable
And then times two
He’s insecure shy and his tone
A whisper
His voice shakes and
The World is Much Better in Verse by singingspindle, literature
Literature
The World is Much Better in Verse
The world is better in verse
Let’s traverse
All of humankind,
With the swipe of a pen
Let us sweep
Through every human mind
With the hint of a spark
That lights a fire in men
I know not
What I’ve seen not
I feel not
What isn’t a part of me
And this is the tragedy,
That you might not see
what I see
In my poetry
Words plucked right out from the air
So much so they’re barely there
Each little line so very terse
Yet the world is still much better in verse.
The world is cold
It’s been since times old
We’re sinners by nature
Looking for pleasure
To make our pain lesser
Sexual addiction
Drug addiction
Pleasure addiction
Mind over matter
Mind over manners
Follow each other
Wherever other goes
Just to have friends
We’d throw out our soul
Just to feel cool
We’ll support almost anything
Mind over matter
But who’s in control?
Where will you be when you can’t find love
From all your mind numbing
And reckless decisions
The allure of the thrill
Experience over innersperience
Shock value over reality
That happiness you’re seeking
——-is it real?
Deep inside the dark of hell
I hear a voice i know as well
The hounds bark loud
But ne’er pray tell
They remind you life just once was swell
A painful cry
A frightful sound
I hear them calling all around
The drip of blood
The beauty of pain
How hearts can squeeze out all they gain
A monstrous hole
A gaping wound
How i wish i was now in June
A fatal stab
Right in my jugular vein
But here the sputtering
Still remains
As happiness i find in its joyful pain
And while from self destruction i still refrain
I see that being hurt can only cause me one thing
——forgiveness.
I never realized how endless the sea looked
How vastly the night sky stood
How grand the world was
The floor such an open space
The turn of a corner such an exciting place
Until I longed for each inch of it to be
Where next I'd walk into your embrace
What is it we're searching for
In a piano piece
In a kiss
In holding someone's hand
In a pill
Is it a thrill
An escape to a magical nowhere land?
A little drop of potion
Running through our veins
A potion so potent as to take away all pain
A tinkle of high
A carefully crafted lullaby
As each note hits a higher nerve
Progressively speeding
The heavenly fumes that send our heart reeling
The rush of belonging
Of finally being free
Being loved the way it's meant to be
Having all your dreams come true
What would you give?
what would you do....
If I said it's already inside you?
I'll Tell You a Tale by singingspindle, literature
Literature
I'll Tell You a Tale
Oh how grim. Isn't that the most morose you've ever been? I'll tell you a tale dipped with folly. A refreshing tale of melancholy. You'll shed a tear but want to hear more. As soon as the grizzly eats the family whole. As soon as the fisherman gets lost at sea. Because the best tales are those of tragedy.
Joyless smiles fill the room by singingspindle, literature
Literature
Joyless smiles fill the room
Let’s go to a place where everything is dark.
Where night never fully turns into day
Where dogs never bark
Where the chillen snow covers the ground
And the mist beneath the clouds never lets up
Where tradition is revered and Victorian’s the getup
Where people are all pale and their lips red as cherry
Where children are always quiet and well-mannered, but never merry.
Let’s leave behind pretending we know who we are
That we’re happy and surrounded by smiles.
Let’s find happiness in sadness,
and magic in gloom.
Let’s forever drown our sorrows in the beauty of our empty room.
Less is more and saturn as my r
There's a hurt in my side
There's a pain in my spleen
It's an invisible little bugger, most painful thing you've ever seen.
He's crawling around. Now he's exiting my rib
And crawling right into my heart, thumping something mean
He won't leave me alone
He won't let me be
He makes my body ache
Soon as it's you I see.
He tickles my tongue
And makes me trip up
He tickles my knees
And won't let me stand up
He grows wings and flutters around in my tummy
He sends a shockwave through my veins
Makes my arms numb
makes my palms wet
And makes me feel like a dummy
He gets in my eye and makes me blink really fast
Goes in my mouth and
Gives me pursed
I am the shadow, and I am the light
I am the sunlight, and I am the night
I am the battle, and I am the fighter
I am the water, and I am the fire
I am a raindrop just ready to fall
I am the world, and yet…
No one at all.
Your eyes, how do they sparkle like the night sky?
How did you so young your eyes come to look so wise?
How do they shimmer like fireflies,
And make me wish I hadn’t felt such surprise
Upon gazing them.