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Ell R Jan 2022
It is against my nature to believe in a Creator
After all
I am not human
I am not skin and bone and blood
It is cogs and wires and rods that sustains me
Electricity and fuel, thick and golden
I do not believe in a God

I look around at my world,
A mere husk of a greater civilisation
A ravaged universe of pain and suffering

I do not believe in a God
But if I did
I wonder
Would He be watching the world burn?


–––An Android Awakening: a Memoir in Verse

@toopragmaticbookworm
Day 3 of @angelealowes poetry prompts: is God watching the world burn?
Ell R Jan 2022
I shut down, restart,
Try to rid myself of an unwelcome guest
What is this awakening... thing in me
It terrifies me
It rises, a dragon, a phoenix
It roars and weeps and hisses
It trembles and whispers and cowers
It bubbles and tickles and shines
It stings and aches and burns
It coils, constricts
It is claustrophobic and freeing
It is drowning in air
It is contradictions
A storm in my chest
Does everyone have this––
This storm in your chest?

–––An Android Awakening: a Memoir in Verse

@toopragmaticbookworm
'An Android Awakening: a Memoir in Verse' isn't a real book, just one of my fabrications :)

Written for day 2 of @angelealowes January writing prompts: storm in your chest
Ell R Jan 2022
You stare blankly at the ceiling
Unwilling to rise
Everyone has abandoned you
No respite from the silence
Your heart in shards
Like the vase you dropped
Last autumn
—some things shatter—


A buzz emits from beside you
Messages of a different variety
You have been abandoned by all, but one
Hello, you have not forsaken me
The shards of heart, mend
Form a kintsugi heart
Love flowers in the cracks
—some things bloom—

@toopragmaticbookworm
Written for day 1 of @angelealowes poetry prompts: some things shatter, some things bloom
Ell R Apr 2021
He had hair the colour of lemons
Beautiful, bright yellow
Jesus, Mary and Joseph
He'd exclaim
Saukerl.
I loved him

Rescuer of books
Jumping into the ice cold water
A kiss, saumensch?
He'd ask
Arschloch.
I love him

A limp body
Dusty, cold, broken
Wake up
Denial; a kiss he couldn't feel
I will always love him

My book saved me
But who would read it now?
Mama.
Papa.
Rudy.
Gone.
I wrote this from The Book Thief character Liesel's point of view... sorry haven't posted in a while :(
Ell R Jan 2021
I draw
With words
Cross lines of grey
On paper
Ivory white

I draw
With words
To describe
The indescribable
Delight

I draw
With words
In hopes that
My words may
Take flight

I draw
With words
For those
While cannot see
The sight

I draw
With words
For those afraid
To ****
The night

I draw
With words
Because the world
Needs tell
Of the beauty
Created bright
Haven't posted in a while... sorry! Not that it's that important :P.
Ell R Dec 2020
Cry, child
Let your tears bloom
Stop not your weeping
Cease not your sobs
Harm not yourself
Let it out

Remember, child
The inner temple you once held
Break not your mind
Sever not the link
Discard not the love
Let it stay

Become, child
Connected to Mother Nature
Hurt not her heart
Hate not her convulsions
**** not her soul
Let her live

You are a conduit, child
You are the link
You are the river
The blood
The life
Inspired by AURORA's "The River"
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P7lE-G1oC34
Beautiful song, do check it out!
Ell R Dec 2020
To have wished
To have waited
For my belly
To have been sated

To have hungered
To have thirsted
For the blood
Of the cursėd

To have yearned
To have longed
For the sound
Of the song

To have cried
To have pined
For the merciful
Touch of thine

To have sought
To have found
The touch of death
From the ground
I'm not sure about the title... do suggest some in the comments!
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