Maryann I: Favorites

1h Maryann I

The Words of My Heart

Your free little bird
Fly away
go far from here
why must you stay
for it's cold and drear
your cage has been opened
yet you wish to never leave

I feel the same way

1h Maryann I

7 Seconds

1h Maryann I

Free Words Left Unsaid

7 Seconds

Everything suddenly went quiet
So peaceful, so relaxing..
I can't hear a thing, except
the faint sound of my own footsteps,
even though I can't feel the ground.

Everything's moving, yet nothing makes a sound.
Lips changing form, yet no words are spoken aloud.
Running and screaming, still nothing.
I've seen all this before.

These are the best moments of my life.
Yet I can't bring myself to feel happy about it.
I can't feel happy or sad or all the emotions in between.
I try to reach out for these memories, but nothings what it seems.

This world was so enchanting, so peaceful that it felt like death.
So peaceful in fact, I couldn't even hear the screams and tears.
Couldn't hear anything more.
Couldn't move, couldn't see anything,
apart from that which has been seen.

The door closed. It felt like forever, when it was really just 7 seconds.
In those 7 seconds, I relive what was best.
7 seconds of true peace and happiness.
7 seconds of tears of fear.
7 seconds for my blood to turn yellow.
7 seconds for my eyes to lose their spark.
The eyes that once were bright, now hollow.

This poem was originally inspired by the fact that your brain replays it's best memories for 7 minutes before dying! :)

#7seconds #sadpoetry #angst #death #beautiful

1h Maryann I

Gone

1h Maryann I

Peere

Gone

he sat with her
i was waiting
he laughed with her
i was waiting
they hugged each other
and i realized something
maybe they will never remember that hug
while i was waiting
then he looked at me
but i had already lost myself
i’m gone now.

Would he remember me?

1h Maryann I

Sleep Always Calls the book of poems

1h Maryann I

Thomas W Case

Sleep Always Calls the book of poems

This is just a short announcement.
Thank you all for your support.
I would like to announce the release of my
latest book, Sleep Always Calls.
It's available on Amazon.
In my humble opinion, it's my
best book yet.
I have a YouTube channel where I read my poetry.
I will include a link.

Sleep Always Calls is a powerful poetry collection by American poet and author Thomas W. Case. The poetry is raw and gritty. There is honesty and truth in the writing of Thomas W. Case, which is refreshing in today's world of contrived and polished literature. Once you start reading this book, it will be difficult to put it down. The themes range from addiction to heartbreak, and always, a semblance of victory for the downtrodden soul. His creativity and insight are brilliant and fresh in this poetry compilation.

Sleep Always Calls drags you through back alleys of the soul, where sleep is a lie and demons don’t knock. Thomas W. Case spits fire and blood in these new poems, carving truth from bone with every line. Gritty, unfiltered, and unapologetically raw, this collection doesn’t whisper—it growls. Think Bukowski in a blackout. Cohen, after the love is gone. These poems don’t want to save you. They want you to feel everything.

https://www.amazon.com/Sleep-Always-Calls-Thomas-Case/dp/B0F7FS5DQB/ref=sr_

#httpswwwyoutubecomwatchvozzflynbgzu

1h Maryann I

Scarecrow

1h Maryann I

Poisoned Wells

Scarecrow

The scarecrow's
straw blows
away to nearby
watching crows,
wishing to ravish
all the corn.
Smart little evil
birds,
watch with
intention
and step up quietly
to peck out his eyes.

#dark #freeverse #nature

3d Maryann I

One One Thousand

3d Maryann I

Carlo C Gomez

One One Thousand

~
man on the moon,
woman in orbit,
unrequited science.
nowhere to land,
nothing to feel,
it might as well be Siberia.
luminaries change,
control lingers in the framework.

the heavens revolve
—deasil and artificial.
she has revolutions of her own,
legs that once swam
everyday in his backyard pool,
(that once draped around his coil)
now openly kick free
from his lunar confines.

he starts the countdown
—one one thousand,
two one thousand,
but she's not coming for him.
she's chasing other transmissions,
the bones of what she believes,
hoping something out there
can activate her heart.
~

#love #relationships #together #apart #hope #1000 #poems #landmark

4d Maryann I

Golden Lotus

4d Maryann I

Me and You

Golden Lotus

She arose
Out of the deepest
Muddiest water
And still feels
Connected to it
🪷

4d Maryann I

Scarlet.

4d Maryann I

Dirt

Scarlet.

Dark eyes,
Dark hair,
Lace like shadows, skin laid bare.
Pale as moonlight on the snow,
Lips that beckon, pull, then go.
Fingernails trace a burning line,
Pain and pleasure intertwine.
Your breath is thunder in my ear,
A whisper deep, too close to fear.
A glance, a sway, your wicked art,
You steal my breath, then take my heart.
So come, you devil dressed in silk,
I'll drown for one more taste of milk.

5d Maryann I

Im (not) fine :)

5d Maryann I

lia

Im (not) fine :)

I say I’m fine,
It’s just easier that way,
No questions asked,
No truth to betray.

I smile and nod,
While I’m breaking inside,
Too scared to speak,
So I run and hide.

I’m tired of lying,
Tired of pain,
Wishing this silence
Would wash away like rain.

I can’t keep it in anymore and I know it. But I just can’t speak out the words.