He is HereLocked jaw, mangled claws.He is Here1 day ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Ashes of empires, and loss of cause.
Where is God? Where is redemption?
Born to be an abomination.
Any breakthrough, is mere sensation.
Death, the way your bones escape your cuffs, as you reach out to me, like no one else.
Your twisted skull, grinning beneath your cloak.
Your sweet, skinless beckoning makes my heart jump, with hope of release of spirit, by release of blood.
The dark, deranged figure knows my name, but speaks, not a sound.
It speaks the language, only a soul can understand.
While mortals talk, the demon walks the walk.
Such beauty, in the one thing, I have always desired.
It understands me, and I'll follow you into eternity.
Thank you, for saving me.
-Justin Blake Poythress
The SpiralThe cord has snapped, where am I now?The Spiral1 day ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Demented clowns, all around.
I came so far, I became a god.
This round has slammed me to the ground.
My mind is unsound, and obscurity abounds.
The trees don't even look the same.
The air, feels different.
I seek the next stimulant.
What do I trust?
I fear, I'm done with it.
My soul has perished.
My mind is not too far behind.
What is this world? What is my crime?
Bells ring cynical chimes.
Burning dimes, and scribbling rhymes.
What am I? My life's, in shreds.
Perhaps this is what it takes,
for the poet to write again.
Why have you forsaken me?
-Justin Blake Poythress
Short poemsBetter now?Short poems2 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
How long have you had to lie?
How many times did you say I’m fine?
Why do you think you're alone?
I don’t care if you lie,
as long as you talk.
I care if you're fine,
Because your my friend.
I don’t want you too feel alone,
Because I do.
sit, eat, drink
boy, girl, mom, dad
vegetate, gain, lay
As she lays there crying
only wishing she could die
she feels like she is falling
if only she could fly in the sky
but her wings are clipped
and cut from blades
she will be forever grounded
so she just cries as she fades
Always being pushed around
but this is the end
she is shoving it too the ground
now she will defend
now that her mind can grow
who is the true victim now
You Can’t tell a secret because the second it leaves
your mouth it is someone's knowledge.
you can’t explain inside jokes because the second someone else
knows it is no longer in side.
You can’t get rid of
same love, many languagestwo heartbeats are exactly like two mirrors facing eachother,same love, many languages2 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
the pains are simular but different and continue infinitely
Hātobīto wa, seikaku ni tagaini taikō suru 2tsu no mirā no yōna mono itami wa itsuwari naku,
kotonatte ite, mugen ni tsudzukeru
zwei Herzschlägen sind genau wie zwei Spiegel einander zugewandt sind,
die Schmerzen simular aber anders und weiterhin unendlich
ink beauty I'm staring at youink beauty 2 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
Looking at every tattoo you have
As if they could have been a piece of art
But it's not about the ink or the design
It's all about how you wear them.
FallenI hear words of anger everyday. I can never rid myself of the pain words have caused me, but I've survived. I'm a fallen soldier. I will fight until the end.Fallen4 days ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This