You must know,
So you shake the ball,
Hoping for some foresight,
Some validation,
But that little porthole offers little,
Only half-truths and vagueries,
There is noise within,
It emanates from the internals of the orb,
Malignant laughter,
Padlocks and chains,
Sloshing with answers unsaid,
Mockery in every movement,
It knows all,
Everything kept in those inky waters,
But it’ll never elaborate,
It enjoys the secrecy,
Many say the ball is a plaything,
But it easily toys with us.
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8Ball
Posted: May 27, 2023 in Poems, Random thoughts, WritingTags: Creative Writing, Creativity, dark poetry, Fiction, human condition, human nature, humanity, mental health, paranormal, poem, Poems, poetry, toys, WorldofHarley, Writing
House Of Dolls
Posted: Jul 22, 2022 in Poems, Random thoughts, WritingTags: Creative Writing, Creativity, dark poetry, Depression, Fiction, Horror, human condition, human nature, humanity, poem, Poems, poetry, toys, WorldofHarley, Writing
I couldn’t say if it were real,
Or a dream,
But I found myself in a dollhouse,
Quaint but very off,
I fear no joy had touched this place,
The air reeked of uncertainty,
And cigarette butts,
Like some neglected dive,
The rooms had no essence of childish play,
Toy furniture covered in pale cloth,
Pink paint flaking off,
The floorboards seemed wet from tears,
Half-formed mannequins,
Cobwebs draped over like veils,
An array of barbie heads,
A miniature pushchair splattered in red,
Was I alone?
I couldn’t say for sure,
I felt wild eyes upon me,
Small figures dance in my periphery,
Skipping off into the aether,
A giggle,
My veins grow boreal,
Never had a child’s laugh chilled me so.
Gacha
Posted: Jun 5, 2022 in Poems, Random thoughts, WritingTags: Addiction, Creative Writing, Creativity, dark poetry, Fiction, human condition, human nature, humanity, mental health, poem, Poems, poetry, toys, WorldofHarley, Writing
Turn the lever,
Like a rat in an experiment,
On this miniaturised casino,
Emblazoned with neon and cartoon nonsense,
Go on,
Just a feeble metal lever,
That’s all that stands between you and joy,
A shot of dopamine,
Contained in little plastic form,
Do it,
For your little treat,
A capsule toy or bottle cap figure,
So deposit your coinage,
Good cash after bad cash,
And turn the lever,
Do it.