#Mediocre poetry

[meloncholygal]

No rizz, no tits, no ass, all you get is my mediocre poetry and homemade bread

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[unfriendly-neighborhood-feminist]

sun stars moon and mars

few eyes have seen more than ours

who’s the next to join the sky

we have watched as they all die

our eyes don’t tire

from watching the fights

and taking in the sights 

of blood and fire

sun stars moon and mars

fragments taken from within their scars

a winter that didn’t melt into spring 

until the hand was without the king

canary falls, strike it down 

allies blessed by widow to win

friends spill blood of their loyal kin 

what will you do to wear our crown

there’s plenty of space but is there time

to join the sky, to complete the rhyme

blessings and curses, we made them fall

wake up, rub your eyes

it’s only a game after all

#life series #trafficblr #secret life #slsmp #mediocre poetry #my post #moth posts #mcyt #watcher lore #live laugh live ig #wrote this a while ago and thought now would be a good time to post it lol

[a-lypophrenic-poet]

I

on the roof, i puff my smoke. i sigh.

i look up at the moon and her stars. the sky.

rolling from my eyes, big, fat tears. i cry.

on the roof, i move to the edge, leaning over as if if i fell id fly.

i think about his letters, his words, his lies.

ive always been reserved and somewhat shy.

so i never had the guts to question him, i would just easily comply.

and now i regret it as my life is awry.

now he is gone i have nothing. just as he said, without him i am nothing, so here i will die.

-ky

3-18-23

#amateur poetry #mediocre poetry #poetry #female poet #female writers #poet #i #writing #poetry writing #toxic relationship #toxic poetry #toxic relationship poetry #ky

[one-off-poems]

Unimaginable

I don't know what i'd do if i lost him

He tries his best, hes not perfect at all but the fact he tries is more-- way more than i ever could ask for. He cheers me up when im down with a single look, and he knows he can do this. That part is infuriating about him, but i dont know what i would do if he left.

If he left and never came back? That would be my breaking point. The point where i finally let the walls crumble and the effort fade, that would be the point where i finally just succumb to my own numbness once and for all because he's not there to make sure i dont slip in the first place.

If i lost him? My world would come crashing down, landing on me at full force with no sympathy for what had happened; purposefully giving me as much pain because the world knows that if i lost him I would change for good.

I would change into a person that i would hate I would drive myself insane, breaking every promise i made him because he is simply Not. There. And i wouldn't be able to handle that.

The world would give me all that pain to stop me being a person we'd both despise, trying its best to do one last deed in honour of him because the last thing that he would want is to look down to me and have guilt redden his veins. Regret building in him for leaving when it probably wasn't his choice. The world and him would want me to stop but i dont know if i could.

Because the thought of losing him shreds my heart into uncountable pieces.

The thought of losing my own father? Unimaginable.

(Apr 12th 2022)(12:59pm)

#poetry #my poetry #original poem #original poetry #original poems #original sad poem #sad #sad writing #sad poem #sad poems #sad literature #mediocre #mediocre poetry #free verse

[hauntedmoon519]

smoke fills his nostrils as he has watched the carnage unfold in front of him, taken part in it he is still alive. they all died, and he didnt he survived. they call him the unfallen one who has never been slain or killed in the violence of battles such heavy steps he walks with carrying a weight on his shoulders like no other they are all gone. he can see them, those who have faded just faint phantoms, merely specters of memory by this point would you believe he had such charisma and swagger? hes become a cask, void of the liquid fire that fueled his youth what happened to him?

#azrael #amethar rocks #dimension 20 #a crown of candy #mediocre poetry #inspired by amethar rocks

[etherealcastiel]

#notes app #notes #mediocre poetry

[restless-and-ready]

waiting room

sitting by the phone

(waiting)

thumb in skin, darting eyes filled to the brim

(pick up please pick up)

sword in throat, heart in hand

and other misused metaphors

flitting through my mind by the thousands

(the number you have dialed is-)

Unavailable.

11 letters, 11 minutes in the waiting room

i wrote shitty poetry off your pain to ease the wait

not sure if it helped

(would you like to leave a voicemail?)

i hope there’s an answering machine wherever you are

n.s.

#writers on tumblr #writeblr #prose #mediocre poetry #bit of a vent this one

[dancingwhilethesunsets]

#mine #my poetry #mediocre poetry #ed recovery #poetry #why am i so depressed today #i usually love the rain lmao

[barbiediamondcastleofficial]

Actually I lied I don’t like sex put your clothes back on today we’re going to talk about CHARACTER ARCHETYPES, TROPE SUBVERSION, and MARTIN K. BLACKWOOD

#tw incredibly dead meme format #tma #martin blackwood #god I just fucking love him #Like ah yes classic kind likeable guy character except he’s also manipulative and bitchy #and has to do absolute mental contortion to justify his own strict but fucked up moral code #AND he writes the world’s most mediocre poetry. And I love him so much #He thinks he’s not important enough to DIE #the magnus archives

[nat-20s]

Martin Blackwood writing extremely mediocre poetry for himself and himself alone in his late 20s is like soooo endearingly cringey but then YOU try writing extremely mediocre poetry for yourself and yourself alone in your late 20s and it's like OH. OH GIRL I GET IT!

#martin blackwood #tma #literally like. its so fun and soothing #everyone should have something that they enjoy and are aggressively mediocre at #also you'll never guess who's got some insomnia and is writing poetry in my notes app #i definitely WONT be sooo cringefail and post it in the morning #and it definitely WON'T be thinly veiled as being about doctor who

[buttercups-song]

Sorry just thinking about Jon refusing to become another mystery only to become a mystery not in one but in two worlds (three if you count “our” world). Jon and Martin’s bodies were never found, their friends don’t know what happened to them. “Chester” and “Norris” are a mystery which is driving the OIAR employees, and especially Collin, crazy. So there’s that to think about for the rest of my existence

#let my boy rest #let him look at good cows and listen to martins mediocre poetry #tmagp #tma #the magnus protocol

[mossiistars]

oh no bro

(text transcript in alt)

#btw yes ik how bad the poetry is #its not supposed to be good #love martin to death but his poetry is so aggressively mediocre #anyways #jonmartin #jmart #tma #the magnus archives #magnus pod #jonmartin fanart #jmart fanart #jonmartin comic #tma comic #tma fanart #mossiistars

[a-lypophrenic-poet]

i dont understand.

how can perfect beings like you

exist in the same world as

people like me?

i dont understand.

how can you, the ethereal,

show compassion for me

despite what ive done?

i guess i can understand.

that you, the divine, can show such mercy

because your soul is so bright it shines on

me without your intending it to.

like how the sun shines on the earth,

unknowingly.

-ky

05-17-2022

#poetry #amateur poetry #mediocre poetry #female poet #female writers #poet

[derangedrhythms]

Give me a storm; if it be love,

Thomas Carew, from ‘Mediocrity in Love Rejected’

#thomas carew #mediocrity in love rejected #poetry #excerpts #l

[one-off-poems]

The Walk

The burden of not knowing

what comes at the end

strains your relationship with life.

It's like walking and walking,

knowing eventually you'll fall off the cliff,

and you can't do anything about it.

Because that's what life is.

Walking,

and walking with passion.

Walking with purpose.

With each and every one of your emotions to guide you.

With that burden weighing heavy on your shoulders.

But we keep walking.

Because if we don't,

We don't get to see the trees blossom each year.

We don't get to experience the snowfall again.

We don't get to feel the comfort of summers late evenings.

We don't get to witness the trees undress and take their rest.



The walk is fulfilling,

I promise.

Keep on walking

(9th May 2023) (1:15am)

#my own poetry #poems #my own poem #poetry #writing #mediocre #mediocre poetry #thoughts

[pinkpinkstarlet]

oh how I missed those sweet summer days,

the syrupy sound of chirping from the birds overhead

honeyed laughter from children outdoors and in their dreamy cloud beds,

like we were all in neverland, living in sweet peace,

in sweet, sweet joy,

there was never a taste of bitter in that old life of mine,

which had penetrated it in the fall.

they took my flower crown and drenched my dress in blood and grit,

filled my summer eyes with tears, snowflakes of a cold, dark winter.

they stole my love, the persephone of my soul and heart, and left a withering tree of dead flowers.

the dreadful hours,

the depressed era of my existence during that winter, how the leaves crumpled in my mind and under my soles,

O my dear, poor, weeping soul.

the little girl who had deformed into a miserable cloak of shame,

hood up and face no longer a beautiful flame.

If I had known that the sun would rise again, and the flowers would rise to bloom with the familiar angelic love in spite of the ice,

I wouldn’t have given up my petals so soon.

I wish to be the heavenly rose, the ethereal flower in bloom, no longer the cactus with prickly spikes.

I will be the rose again, and I my heart will no longer be hardened by the snow.

#enjoy some mediocre poetry lol #coquette #coquette community #coquette dollete #coquette blog #dollete #poetry #americana #americana aesthetic #coquette americana #americana coquette #girlhood #girlblogging #girlblogger #this is a girlblog #girlblog #pinkspidey’s rambles #lana del rey #lana del ray aka lizzy grant #lizzy grant #could fix this up to make it a song maybe #learn to make music too #who knows #I know how to sing so I got one step down #just have to find the right melody