#coolpoetry

[omnidawn]

Omnidawn is reading about this ancient Arabic poetic form, quasida

Read about it here: http://www.writersdigest.com/writing-articles/by-writing-genre/poetry/poetic-form-qasida-guest-post-by-ren-powell 

[alejflores]

[nickadiguburke]

~ Silent Screams ~ I curl my toes like iron clad talons A clench my fists Stiffen my body, like death And dread what comes next... I scream in silence For they will never understand the violence inflicted on my mind My thoughts are dangerous And somehow, somewhere, I have pissed them off Because now they sniff my coward's scent They hunt me down They chase me And I flee through the dark chasms of my mind I run, and run until tiredness bends me like a rusty hook - Their stamina always besting mine They corner me Eye muscles twitch Lips curl to a snarl Angry brows fall to frame glaring eyes Teeth grind Knuckles click Heads roll around vein ribbed necks They maraud forward ... And so it begins Blows rain down on my brain like a night mansoon I scream Such violence in my cries, in their blows, in my cries... In their blows But they will never hear my screams My silence is the only control I have Besides they will never understand Only smiles are understood But not the tears Never the tears After all, we never question the sun Only the rain We never ask, "when will it stop shining? " Only, "when can we fold our umbrellas away?" I guess pain is something we only understand when it's our own ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #anxiety #depression #dreams #selfdoubt https://www.instagram.com/p/Cazf329sIus/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

~ Wasting Away ~ Where does my body go when it wastes away? Does it fade into the night like a shadow? Or seep through the Earth like fallen rain? My life was not meant to be anything like this All those dreadful and hideous parts anyway I envisioned a hero, not the part I got Just a rot of muscle and brittled bone All wrapped-up in an anaemic sack of skin What am I supposed to do with that?! Nothing, I guess Except lock myself in my head with my thoughts Like a prisoner, jailed with the wildest ones Inmates that prey on all of my weaknesses All wanting to do me in - to destroy me Constantly deriding me with dagger tongues Until I'm broken like a quivering dog Until I agree with their warped truth of me "So, it IS true," is all I can say I am a stain on a world too clean for me A screeched note in the symphony of living The grand total of all my imperfections. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #ambition #success #dreams #livingthedream https://www.instagram.com/p/CaurnGkMOK4/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

I decided to tweak the original poem, to help it read better. ~ Grief, Buried ~ I dug a grave in the depths of my mind And buried all the grief of losing you A deed to smother the fires of my pain And a finger raised to silence the din But calm is a restless bird that doesn't nest Its flapping consumed by the cold silence And on the hush, descended a new sound Both Familiar and unfamiliar I listened, and its muffled sound marred me Like the funeral drums that beat in death I listened harder, and the sound loudened Its duplicity singled to clearness And in the jaws of its ferrel howls I knew it was the grief of losing you Screaming from the grave that buried it But it was still alive when the spade fell Still alive when the soil grew grassy roots And was thus haunting me from its dark plot Prompting my cradling of my mournful head Longing to stem that godforsaken howl But for all my might, the howls continued And I considered digging up that grief But there lay the terrible quandary Should I have endured the pinch of the howls? Or freed the rampant grief, and allowed it To plunder all of the light from my mind? ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ #poem #darkpoetry #instagrampoetry #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #dealingwithgrief #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #griefpoetry #grievingpoem #dreams #livingthedream #lovepoems #lovepoetry #relationshipquotes #wisewords https://www.instagram.com/p/CaJztoIsQ0X/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

~ Grief, Buried ~ I dug a grave in my Mind's darkest climbs And buried all the grief of losing you With that deed came the ease of my angusih And a stern finger to silence the noise But calm is a restless bird, and doesn't nest Its flapping wings fading in the darkness And on the creeping hush a new sound rode Both Familiar and unfamiliar I listened, and the muffled din marred me Like the funeral drums that proclaim death I listened much harder, and the din's shape firmed Its duplicity singled to clearness Amidst the barage of its ferrel howls I knew it was the grief of losing you Calling from the grave where I'd buried it But it was still alive when the spade fell Still alive when the soil grew grassy roots And was thus haunting me from its dark plot Ensuing my cradling of my pained head Longing to stem that godforsaken howl But for all my might, the howls continued And I considered digging up that grief But there lies the terrible quandary Should I endure the trauma of the howls? Or should I free the grief and allow it To plunder all of the light from my mind. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #ambition #success #dreams #livingthedream https://www.instagram.com/p/CaH3YQCsXFh/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

Sometimes simplicity works best... The hostility in the mind is often greater than the hostility of the world around us. I wish I could escape my own mind, Stowed away in the tears that I cry. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #ambition #success #dreams #livingthedream https://www.instagram.com/p/CZ9FI0asTQ-/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

My poetic take on how our dreams are created... ~ Twin Souls ~ There's a second me living in a parallel world He is sleeping now, while I'm awake And when I sleep, he'll be awake For my dreams are his life's memories And his dreams, memories of my life We are divinely connected, he and I And when he dies, so shall I That's when our souls ascend and meet On the border of our twin existence Then we'll entwine to share our light Our whispered breaths, stars that glow at night. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ Image Credit: Darkrmoon_Art (Pixabay) #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #ambition #success #dreams #livingthedream https://www.instagram.com/p/CZzeQjRKJGi/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

How the stresses and strains of adulthood can erase the dreams and aspirations we had as children. Grow old, you have no choice. But never ever grow up. Growing up is to die before your time. ~ Dreams Erased ~ I believed in childhood dreams Thought they would stay forever To endure the rot of Time But those dreams were mere sketches Now nothing but vinyl crumbs The eraser left behind. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ Image Credit: PublicDomainPictures (Pixabay) #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #ambition #success #dreams #livingthedream https://www.instagram.com/p/CZrAI0qsXiQ/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

Sometimes I enter a realm of semi-consciousness, where I am not quite awake, but not quite asleep. It's a strange cusp-world where dream like visions appear to me. I never know what these visions mean, or whether they are meant to mean anything at all. Anyhow, this vignette is based, very loosely, on those experiences. #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #vignette #shortstory #fantasy #fantasy #dreaming #mydream #dreamsequence #dreamstory https://www.instagram.com/p/CZf_r6pK3R0/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

~ Hidden Lines ~ The scars on my brow And on my chest And on my knee All tell a story But it's the scars I hide behind my smile The scars beneath my silence And my knowing gaze The scars hidden from the World's eyes That tell the biggest story These are the pen strokes that form the letters That form the words That form the lines of my life's story These define where I come from Refining my attitudes and beliefs, and Ensuring the darkness is the place I'm leaving And the light The place I'm heading. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ Image Credit: TheDigitalArtist (Pixabay) #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #ambition #success #dreams #livingthedream (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/nick_adigu_burke/p/CY6pOofqkXM/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

~ The Mindreader ~ I once met a mindreader in a bar We got talking about this and that About life, and other meaningless things I asked her to pick up my mind Then read, read and read Until no more reading was to be done "Now what is the best compliment you can give me?" Is the question that pushed her back in her chair The question that tilted her head And shone her eyes with bright inquisition "As a mindreader," I began to repeat "what is the best compliment you can give me? " She smiled and rubbed her chin As though summoning the geni of an ancient lamp "I would say you lie. Yes you're a great liar" "That's it? " I replied. "A great liar is I?!" "That's really the best you've got?" "yes," she said "Why is that?" I puzzled "Because you are much better than you think you are," she replied "From the lies you tell yourself, humility is born" "From humility comes your constant search for perfection" "From unfound perfection comes perpetual self-improvement" "It is this that makes a man great" "When a man knows he has arrived," "He'll stop working" "He'll rest" "He'll grow complacent" "And all that is great will wane." ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #ambition #success #dreams #livingthedream (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CY4CClfMUrR/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

~ Jar of Dreams ~ Sometimes my dreams are so close That I believe I can touch them Hold them Seemlessly absorb myself into them Like winter thawing into spring But no matter how close those dreams appear I can never quite get to them Never quite touch them Never hold them Let alone absorb myself into them It's as though they are locked in a jar With a lid that can't be opened I claw and twist at the lid But for all might For all my fight The jar remains locked My dreams untasted I get angry Frustration swells like a riptide My logic sinks into the darkness I want to smash that jar But I reign myself in I search for a chink of light on which to focus A beacon on which to tether my hopes For I have little choice Destroying the vessel that contains my dreams Will do little but destroy all that's held within Killing those dreams forever. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ Image Credit: pixundfertig (Pixabay) #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #ambition #success #dreams #livingthedream (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CY3gFCnM0jK/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

~ Ugly World ~ The world is ugly I have seen it with my own eyes Felt the pain stab my heart Its frozen fingers creep upon my goosebumped skin Its din batter my ears Its bitter taste scorch my tastebuds Its stink rain tears upon my eyes I have seen how ugly the world is and there's no going back I had seen my brother's car Bent, outside my house Wheels, half-on, half-off the kerb I had seen my brother's jacket, inside-out Strewn on the hallway floor His shoes, still tied, discarded on the stairs Beside my wife's Bra, Beside his trousers - His boxers - Her knickers I saw how ugly the world is when I entered my bedroom And in there In my bed With MY wife - my brother I saw how ugly the world is, and I cannot forget I drink, and I drink, and I pass out But I still cannot forget I cry, and I cry to liberate the pain from my heart But the pain remains I fight in the street And I fall in the street And I'll die in the street But the world will still be ugly ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ This is not the truth, just a story 👍🏻 #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CY1V_KlMWcN/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

~ The Trespasser ~ I stare at my twin, who stares back from the mirror. I smile and he smiles I frown and he frowns I point and he points back We are identical in every way, he and i Every way, except in thought. His thoughts do not mimic mine I am certain For I have never seen him quick to take offense Quick to anger Quick to fight himself Quick to fight the world He is calm He is selfless I wish I were him I wish I could dissolve into him Like toxic smoke dissolving into the purity of the ether I want to wear him like a suit But not for aesthetic pleasure Why would I?! After all our features do not differ No, I want to wear him for how he feels, inside I want to feel the warmth of his thought And reflect in the light of his positivity I want to be happy And not cry in the dark Concealed from the eyes of those who love me I want to feel something different Something better I want to feel the pain recede And the comfort that follows I want to be me, but the perfect me Not the cheap replica Trespassing on my childhood dreams. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ #poem #darkpoetry #insanepoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/nick_adigu_burke/p/CYtqQ1PsbPc/?utm_medium=tumblr

[nickadiguburke]

There are times when I see my depression as a boil, that occasionally need lancing. It is a boil bulging with toxicity and negativity, and some other things that harm the happy medium. When I am able to rid my depression, for a little while at least, it is as though that aforementioned boil has been lanced. ~ Lancing the Boil ~ I try to feel the darkness Finger tips pressed against my skull Then I close my eyes I feel the beat of my sick heart Like rain drops on ivory The beat plays And sways me into a trance Finger tips press harder And my skull, it yields Yielding like soft dough My fingers lengthen Flick knives Flicking Probing for misery And there in the darkness I feel the boil I lance that boil I flinch, but the pain is good Orgasmic good The toxic river oozes free And the dark recedes like fading night. ~ Nick Adigu Burke ~ Image Credit: geralt (Pixabay) #poem #darkpoetry #instapoem #poeticwriting #freeversepoetry #poetrycommunity #funnypoem #deeppoetry #instapoem #instapoetry #coolpoem #coolpoetry #rhythmicwords #streetpoem #streetpoetry #mypoems #mypoetry #loseyourself #loseyourselfinwords #poetryforhim #poetryforher #hardship #depression #anxiety (at Holmfirth) https://www.instagram.com/p/CYoH0r6MSyo/?utm_medium=tumblr