The Abstract Art Gallery
A writing gallery created by writers from around the world. From poetry to song lyrics, from essays to entire novels and short stories.
Now I want you to know
The process is not long.
It’s just one line.
But what is your limit?
How far can you push?
I can keep going
But I don’t know if you can.
Yeah, I’m talking to you right now.
It’s only one line but that is fine
If you can’t keep going.
I think if you believe
You can do anything.
Just remember that it’s just one line.
How much do you love me?
Because if you love me with all your heart
Then you will keep pushing
And snort this cocaine.
By Maddy Cakes
Read MoreYeah, school is for cool ghouls dressed like fools who drool and listen to Tool. Okay, that's not really that cool.
By Angel Holden
Read MoreGimp pimp limps in with cute girl, too thin
Hat held hands hit hard, now I’m hot headed and up
Tripped triple, tipped, toppled, wobble hobbled, floor introduction
Gitty girl got home
Limp dick pimp took some hits, two limps, twice gimped,
And one to the dome
By Mark Delaware
Read MoreWeed, Acid and Shrooms
Rocket ships that go zoom
Flying over the moon
Kites low at this tune
Confusing questions, that’s who?
Short memory, that’s true!
Not knowin’ what to do
Cherry, embers and flames
Smoke, playing a game
The cloud’s cookin’ today
The meal is my brain
Fuck living in shame
Keep frying this way
Not doing what they say
Refuse to play how they play
Swallow a bottle whole
Consciousness it goes
Eyes roll back
Still standing, though
Still, standing though.
By Amber Black
Read MoreHeavenly Thoughts
We believe we’re in the third dimension.
We question, is there such a thing as a God?
Some omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient entity.
He’d be seventh dimensional in nature.
God believes he’s in the third dimension.
He questions, is there such a thing as a god?
Some omnipotent, omnipresent, omniscient entity.
He’d be seven dimensional in nature.
By Seth McAllister
Read MoreLittle Bobby Bill droppin’ pills
Standin’ still atop the art hill
Shameful, fu’real
Holdin’ back that I’ll skill
Scrappin’ scribbles
‘Cause someone ain’t feel well
Fuck that dribble
Tell all hell
Share that rattle tattle tale
Shoots to climb ladders
‘Till thugs turn pussy for bail
Shit the real frail fools feel they fail full of themselves and ain’t do.
By Mark Delaware
Read MoreFuck time wasted
Face-shit, faceless
Fuck-shit, erase it!
Don’t stand there graceless
Handouts are tasteless
Start with the basics
Shoot stars for the greatness
Avoid any stasis
Both famous and gracious
Insaneness rejected
Deflected, dejected
Inspected, dissected
Direct unaffected
Correct all the rest
Collecting what’s best
Stressed and impressed
At arrested distress
‘Cause the ‘want’ hits the vest
No self-interest suppressed
Repossessed what professed
To confess from the chest
It’s cathartic, it’s rest
By Bradley Forte
“I hope today’s not the day.”
When I don’t whine and cry over my dread for death,
I lie to myself that I won’t leave this life or
I try hard to buy more time by taking heed of my health.
Trying to eat right and exercise.
I don’t like this at all. It’s just another object to agonize over.
By Albina Wilkinson
Read MoreThe bell keeps ringing. It’s ringing and ringing. And it’s ringing. And it doesn’t drop it. The terrible lingering, gentle, nearly imperceptible tiny hum, like a dog whistle. But it never runs out. It’s never done. It doesn’t go away. It’s unfair. It’s unfair! It forever stays there!
If only it’d stop.
By Sydney Goss
Read MoreOh snap, gon’ be so dope I hope!
We broke, but we know.
We cope. Gon’ toss a party, though
The pope ain’t say no “sorry” or “nope”
So yall green lights say “go”.
We cool, we float.
By Mark Delaware
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