A poem i wrote... It's my 2nd one.
Loneliness is devouring me... :')
I can feel it in my head & body,
all mellow and shoddy...
It's a dark feelin'...
Trust me you don't wanna be willin'..
I can feel this intense urge,
to let go of my chaos and aches.
..to let it all out,
that I can sense in my head,
my heart,
my limbs,
and my chest.
Won't you hug me ever again ?
•
It neither lets me sleep nor it lets me solace
in a moment of peace...
It's an ever going rebellion...
of 'it' vs 'me' or me vs 'me'...
Who knows... !?
Am i fooling myself !?
Is it all in my head !?
Maybe not, but probably so,
surely so !
•
It's a desire for company
A desire so intense
It *** you up bad.
A desire
To share our parts with each other...
In a literary sense,
In a literal sense,
both perhaps !?
Shed the shame,
embrace the holy game.
•
It feels like a poison,
a slow poison,
spreading in my insides...
A sweet poison...
It has this sweet-sour taste, citrusy..
like a lemon or an orange...
Even though
the fruits should make me feel more alive,
'cause they do,
infallibly --- their thing,
whenever i put em on my tongue..
they tingle it
and the sour trickles in...
then comes the sweet tinge of relief...
and it all feels alright
for that very moment.
•
But for today,
it's a different story.
It has turned into a poison,
a slow poison...
spreading in my insides...
•
It's nature's mode of reprimanding us poor souls
when we stray from it's course...
When we rebel against it's ways,
to test the waters of the madness,
the heights of insanity...
Is it worth it or not ?
Can't no one tell...
•
I can feel the urge,
almost as if it was a nature's call,
To jump out of my bed
and spin around...
To get out of my den
and run amok...
Then sit on a bench by side,
And sonder...
Then take the breaths in
deep and easy,
just sit there...
and get lost in the ecstasy...
Look around,
wonder again....
sonder again...
Rinse and repeat
twice,
or as many times as you like.
and then back to my den i am.
Hello slow poison.
Please fade away.
🤍 Thank you for reading if you reached this far...
I'm just a beginner so plz pardon any errors.
Do let me know how did you feel about it.. 🌻🤍
Very beautifully written piece! What inspired you to write this piece?
Me and my loneliness. And that orange fruit on my desk. :')
I feel I am already drinking that slow poison and dying one day at a time
@Advaita777
I can feel the weight of every word and the intensity of that loneliness you're describing. The way you talk about the poison inside, how it’s both sweet and sour, really captures that feeling of being stuck in a cycle but still craving something more. I love the honesty and the way you embrace those emotions, even when they're hard to face.
Take care!
@Advaita777
Aww Adv! I feel ya..It can be suffocating sometimes! Keep writing. You doing great...Sending lots of love..[p.s. I am not Olaf but I like to give warm hugs!! *Sending hugs*]
@Advaita777
feels like everyone is sitting at home hoping for someone noticing them but at the same time not having the abilities to show up cause the social platform isn't outside but behind the desk, the phone, the screen.
Lonely world, connected and yet so distant.
Please give me attention cause I don't love myself if others don't notice me and prise my existence.
Can we get out of this trap?
Please. I am here with an empty cup asking the universe to fill it. But maybe the air is filling my cup full of love and I didn't noticed it before? Should it be prickly, or is it more subttle?
Is it pain we are looking for while love is everywhere, only visible for hearts not aching for being seen?
Is it in the invisible rooms, lonely as we all can be, where love becomes visible?
Please tell me. Fill my cup as full as possible, so I can drink and lust my hopes and addiction on dopamine and adrenaline, that internet gave this decade as a popular addiction nobodies talking about.
