Scribbles 'n Bits

Tag: modern poetry

  • haha mood go brrr

    https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZTRyfsyWr/

  • The Underground – A Note

    Music credit: Test Drive – Joji

  • The Butterfly

    Another stop,
a diversion, 
another roadside
*,
the last great, big,
ball of barbed wire.  

*attraction.

On the way
to your comfort zone:
*deep sigh* and 
streeeetch -
going;
what grew inside you,
found you
missing.

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  • you my

    My mind buzzes over you.
No use hiding from the truth.
I hope it’s coming,
what we’ve got coming - 
I need it. 
I need to feel inside,
a castle on the hill
with faces in the vines. 
I need you. 


No use hiding every night.
I see something in your eyes.
If you’re not something, 
I’ve got nothing. 
I need it. 
Fuel the fire inside 
a wood burned stove 
with glassy eyed cries. 
I need you. 


I don’t know where time has gone.
Last I seen, it up and run. 
Ah, but nothing,
it’s all nothing. 
I don’t need it. 
A crumbling tide. 
The house fell down, 
nobody inside. 
I need you. 

I need you.

  • The Artist of Pithewa Peak

    A man who paints memories 
gave me one to take. 
Gift wrapped from you it said, 
"Give your mind a rest
and keep your heart awake."
I see him paint there still, 
where the sun stains the forest skin.
I will never forget that day - 
the closest to you I have ever been.