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640 · Jul 2019
Seed.
Serendipity Jul 2019
Sometimes
it is hard
to spread your roots
in shaky grounds.

You are not obligated
to stay,
for you still are just a seed,
that the wind
can take
away.
Serendipity Jan 2021
For late night adventures in woods
and abandoned buildings.

For strangers that sneak glances at you
between bookshelves and street corners,
and always manage to disappear when you no longer need them.

For candlewax and the flame that flickers.
For the light of the moon on paths untamed.
And for the snowfall that covers my tracks.

There is so much beauty in the wonder that you bring.
608 · Jan 2024
Regerts
Serendipity Jan 2024
Mark me with the sin of desire
my skin is tainted flesh.
Communion wine spilled,
on the bride's wedding dress.
And when all is said and done,
I do's, blessings, and Amens,
They will consummate that marriage,
and live in the sin of regret.
604 · May 2022
Reflection
Serendipity May 2022
The reflection of the moon sits
in the middle of a pond.

My favorite thing to do as a kid was to play god.
I sat near the water with swaying willows
and the sharp scent of the night air
and dipped my legs into the sky,
coating myself with what I believed
to be heaven:
the stars and the
inky blackness below me.

Ripples in this water
were simple evidence
of my eternal and formidable
power.
Who else could cause waves in the sky
but God?

But no matter how hard I tried
the moon evaded me,
and I pretended we were friends
and this distance was nothing more
but physical space between us.

I could keep playing God,
and she could still have her space.  

I may have been baptized with the sky
and gone home
dripping with constellations,
but always wondered,
maybe all I had
was the space between
me
and
the moon.

I knew I was not worthy of her anointment,
but I pray whatever argument we had gotten into
would one day be resolved.

I no longer play God

But all I have now
is still the space
between
me
and
the moon.

And I wonder if I would have become God
if we had just
made up.
602 · Apr 2023
Please.
Serendipity Apr 2023
But if there is no God,
who will I be angry at?
594 · Oct 2023
Death
Serendipity Oct 2023
Death has been unkind
in his murky, flowy form,

teasing me endlessly
and his laughter, I can't ignore.
593 · Jun 2024
Vapor
Serendipity Jun 2024
My hands grip the smoke in the air
circling my fingers as though to tease me.
The endless form of vapor shapeshifts
passing through my palm,
as though my existence was a distant laughter
that does not echo
but fades away.
589 · Nov 2018
Food
Serendipity Nov 2018
It's all about putting food on the table when you're older.

But what about the food for my soul?

What will I do when my heart is hungry?

Money comes from jobs, where does soul food come from?

Momma's kitchen bakes no breaded lies, food on the table will always be more important than the food for my soul.
581 · Feb 2019
Random 5.
Serendipity Feb 2019
I reminisce in your memory,
and I bathe in your melancholy,
fireworks battle above
with destructive love and beauty,
but I do not watch them...











because I like watching you instead.
581 · Oct 2019
Charlie's Angels.
Serendipity Oct 2019
He smelled like
cigarettes
and fallen angel dust,

Tragically
soft.
577 · Nov 2018
Aesthetic
Serendipity Nov 2018
Aesthetic
(es-Thee-Thicc)
ADJECTIVE

1. When he looks at me with the eyes of angel, mouth in a closed line, eyes pleading for more.
2. Wind-swept hair, ocean sea breeze, cold yet gentle waves, remind me of his heartbeat.
3. Roses in the winter time, soft petals of a cheek blossom with rosy warmth.
4. Honey, you're so much more than an aesthetic to me.
Saw a version of this somewhere, where people take words and make them their own. Thought I might try it out.
563 · Apr 2020
Leaving
Serendipity Apr 2020
I used to be someone
whose life goal
was to do something
that would impact
the world.

Soon I found solace
in disappearing as a whole
and realized
the biggest impact
I will ever make
is
leaving.
I enjoy my fantasies of starting over in a rainy city with rainboots ****.
561 · Dec 2019
Madness.
Serendipity Dec 2019
It seems what differentiates
the mad and the musician
are the bow
in which
they strum with.
This 5000 word psych research paper is killing me in the best way lmaoooo.
560 · May 2020
Drown me
Serendipity May 2020
Wrap me in silk
and send me home
I am nothing but a sinner
who knows
how to drown.
554 · Jan 2024
God
Serendipity Jan 2024
God
God is 1000 pieces of shattered glass
begging to be put together,
inside you see your reflection
and wonder why is God's so much better.
551 · Jul 2020
Afar
Serendipity Jul 2020
I fell in love with her
not like a lover
but a soulmate.

I wish not
to taint her skin
with my touch,

but rather
admire her forever
from afar.
548 · Jul 2019
Sweeter.
Serendipity Jul 2019
I hope freedom's gates
taste sweeter
when captivity
has been
this
long.
520 · May 2020
Meet me.
Serendipity May 2020
I loved her
before
I even
met her.
515 · Dec 2018
Crime
Serendipity Dec 2018
If our love is forbidden,
then you must be
a rose petalled crime scene.

My own special episode of Law and Order;
Special victims unit.

A chalk outline
made of rainbow colors.

Ink stains your skin,
just like police reports.

Knife sharp love
murders the bad,
while forever preserving
the good.

Emotions in full bloom,
bedroom,
now surrounded by police sirens.

You are middle of the night excitement.
Escapes and otherwise.


You are a law I am willing to break;
my rose petalled crime scene.
500 · Mar 2024
Illusion
Serendipity Mar 2024
The illusion of control
ripples in front of my reflection.
The water reflects the state of the soul:
Shifting and changing
with a mere drop
causing faces
to distort.

There is a comfort in knowing
that the waters will calm
once more.
Serendipity Nov 2019
As you age
you will begin to realize that justice is not possible,
but actions towards it are.
The very nature and presence of our humanity demand it.
489 · Nov 2018
Beauty
Serendipity Nov 2018
Beauty is pain,
and acceptance is the painkiller.
473 · Feb 2023
Birdies
Serendipity Feb 2023
I cup you in my hands
and imagine
that the size of your heart
is that of a fingernail;

Sometimes I worry
my love for you is so great
that it will crush you.
469 · Jul 2020
Edge
Serendipity Jul 2020
I sit on the edge of the world
where the sea meets the galaxy
and the water
begins to float.

I no longer think
of where I am
or where I am going to be
or where I was.

I am here
where the sky
is on fire.
468 · Apr 2020
VODKA
Serendipity Apr 2020
She smelled like cigarette smoke
and *****
and Oh,
how I wished to be
the ash or the bottle
that fell
from
her
lips.
468 · Nov 2019
Hope to be
Serendipity Nov 2019
I hope to be
one of those people
who never lets you forget:
you are loved.
465 · Jul 2020
As they should.
Serendipity Jul 2020
She is rolling thunder,
a stoic figure with grace and presence.
She dresses herself
as a storm
with dark clouds
and lightning.
Her laughter rings
throughout the heavens
and sailors fear her,
as they should.
464 · Dec 2019
Shelter.
Serendipity Dec 2019
When you realize
all love is
is a shelter
from a storm,
you will understand
why I like the rain
so much.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GyPc34ZVgqc Incredible poem, inspired me.
455 · Feb 2019
Random 3.
Serendipity Feb 2019
Do I love or do I wait?
The response is a series of silent senses,
no thoughts.

Disobedience is the only form of love I inject into my veins directly.


And maybe it forever will be.
446 · Jun 2020
Respect.
Serendipity Jun 2020
True respect stems from love not fear.

If a child respects a parent out of love, and does something bad and gets away with it, their guilt will consume them and they may confess and do the right thing.

If a child respects a parent out of fear, they will simply be happy they did not get punished and avoided fear.
443 · Sep 2022
Thirsty
Serendipity Sep 2022
I woke up
To the thirst
Of moonlight.

Begging her essence

To quench my desires.
440 · Jul 2020
Golden
Serendipity Jul 2020
Her frizzy hair
was simply
an invisble halo
being wrapped
in strands of gold.
433 · Aug 2019
B i r b.
Serendipity Aug 2019
If you catch a bird
who doesn't wanna be caught
do not complain
when its talons
dig deep into your skin
and leave
their marks
there.
426 · Dec 2018
Memories
Serendipity Dec 2018
Memories are ruthless.

Old photographs drip, overfilled
with a nostalgic sense.

Bittersweet scents of herbs
punch my nose
as I remember...

The old pages of a book,
yellowing, curling up at the edges,
a messy note,
and I wither away between the lines.

Bullets hidden in picture frames,
batter my chest.

Knives concealed in music notes,
pierce my ears,
****** sounds, but not of screams.

Soft textures lay bare on the couch,
hands intertwined in them, not voluntarily;
muscle memory.

The taste fiery in my mouth,
make my eyes water,
Eating sweets made of leftover sorrow...









I spit it out.
But memories are irresistible.









Memories are ruthless.
424 · Jan 2019
Bike grease
Serendipity Jan 2019
My aesthetic is bike grease,
hands covered in slippery oil,
a night's ride full of fun,
adventure rolling like the wheels.
424 · Apr 2019
Survival.
Serendipity Apr 2019
I fear not the hands that hit me,
but the eyes that judge me so.

I fear not the tongues affliction,
as those come and go.

I fear not the stranger's glance,
but the words in their vision.

I fear not that which will **** me,
I fear survival of the fittest.
Serendipity Feb 2020
There is no hesitation
to pick up bird feathers
from off the ground,
and heal an angel's
broken wings.
But there is a pause
before we reach a hand
to the broken claw
of a demon.
Tell me now,
Are they both not in need of saving?
416 · Oct 2019
The girl I wanna be.
Serendipity Oct 2019
I hold the girl
I want to be
Trapped between
Lines
Of poetry.
406 · Aug 2020
Rattle
Serendipity Aug 2020
I rattle like
air dried bones
on winds unknown.
405 · Mar 2020
Daffodils
Serendipity Mar 2020
Sometimes I feel as though
writing poetry
is like throwing scraps at the dogs.
Have I satisfied my mind's hunger to write?
Not until
I can say
that I've written
with pride.
For the only way to be full
is to be brave enough
to swallow
my own
words.
Serendipity Oct 2022
The scent of autumn
was woven between
strands of her hair.
401 · Nov 2019
Grey Morality
Serendipity Nov 2019
Welcome to the dark side of the moon
where angels
**** devils
and the grey morality
of their children
is our main show.
395 · Jun 2019
Pour.
Serendipity Jun 2019
Its been so long
since I've poured myself
truly and fully
into a poem.
392 · Mar 2020
Getting through to her.
Serendipity Mar 2020
Getting through to her
was like trying
to talk to the window
with the blinds closed
and the curtain's drawn.
391 · Sep 2019
Memories of you
Serendipity Sep 2019
The stars
are just
night time
riptides.

They pull you deeper
and deeper
into the night sky,
until
you're 30 miles in,
and not looking for home.
390 · Nov 2019
S a l t.
Serendipity Nov 2019
I will drown
in streams of
salt,
running along a glass rim.
381 · Jan 2020
Nails.
Serendipity Jan 2020
Your insecurities
will rot you inside out.
And when your corpse
comes begging for forgiveness,
I shall be nailing
the last nail to the coffin.
380 · Feb 2019
Random 2.
Serendipity Feb 2019
Stardust and luster puff
bloom in full petalled glory,
dancing decadently and delicately
in waves of motion
to the sound of the moon hitting skin.

Hues of lazy colors,
colors of royalty,
of lemonade,
of orange juice
of grape soda,
all sweetly mix together
in a concoction for auction
the eyes take it in,
every last sip of it is sold,
to the highest bidder.

The ocean the space of the earth,
a vast void that stretches like
an eternal blue blanket,
comforting in its view,
cold in its nature.

The aesthetical soul awaits, taking everything in through all senses...






































which drown her in their beauty.
I will be continuing this string of random poems here and there, as I do not know what to label them. The purpose is that they have no purpose, they are random ideas in which I needed to type before forgotten.
380 · Mar 2020
Wet earth
Serendipity Mar 2020
She was moonlit skin
wrapped in the silence of the night
with dew drops for eyes
and a soul
made of wet earth.
380 · Jul 2020
Name.
Serendipity Jul 2020
She lays on the hill
between heaven and hell
and ponders
the valley's
name.
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