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psylynt-p · 18 hours
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[know what I mean?(fullest feeling)]
letters never to
deliver fullest
definition; the moment
lost to time but never
love. love
holds everything close
to heart
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psylynt-p · 2 days
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おはようございます。
Good morning everyone^^
今朝のウォーキングは、公園巡りのコースを早足で。
アイドリング完了です。
本日まずは定期の病院へ、その後音楽実習の指導です。
張り切って参りましょう
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psylynt-p · 4 months
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psylynt-p · 6 months
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psylynt-p · 6 months
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[all I have to give]
don't really know
how to let go or let
whatever in. if it
could be an option, I
might choose eternal silence
and stillness, as there's when
I feel the most peace. and
it's not great, not joyous or
exciting, doesn't inspire
me at all... but
I'm okay with that. I don't mind
nothingness, for I feel
it's the most honest expression
of existence.
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where was I before now?
where will I be after?
I hear Death whisper
the most beautiful poetry.
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psylynt-p · 6 months
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[i'm competitive, but when you and i play games, it's easy to lose to you]
i keep that strip of pictures
from the photo booth in whatever
latest book i'm reading, to make sure
i keep reading.
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and this is a poem
i won't show you, but
give to time, and let
you discover, maybe.
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psylynt-p · 7 months
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[what's there to do but die?]
a softer heart to
lessen in the madness.
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sensitivity is intelligence,
experience is realization.
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the world comes to ruin by
hands too busy to feel
their apathy is the true tragedy.
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psylynt-p · 7 months
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[lesson(lessen) in the madness]
softer heart better off
but not, bleeds much easier
in a world which feeds on
its pain. shame
nothing's learned by its sacrifice unless
that sacrifice is useful; we honor not
our dead or dying but the feeling
we can make good use of in their
passing.
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such bullshit i'm so tired of but what
can be done? as long as i suffer
a softer heart, i suffer...
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well, at least i get to feel,
i get to be
truer than those trapped
in ideas and fear of
what it takes to make love
real.
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psylynt-p · 7 months
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[partly to you, partly to the dreamers]
years apart yet
you stay in my head. now
and then i remember, i feel
the pains and pleasures of accepting
you into my life the way i did;
i regret nothing, just think
"this is kind of what it's like to lose
someone you love to death".
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you're gone and i'm not,
but our love lives on, even if
only in me.
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yet another thing of beauty.
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i wrestle away the desperate grasp
of insecurity, of needing to know i'm
in control like, yeah that doesn't matter as much
as my ability to feel and to remember.
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i pray for strength and good health,
to stretch my life out, to have
more chances of spreading these sweet little
words in honor of what i believe it means
to be alive.
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time is nothing
but a canvas for those that understand
it is what it is and we are free if we can
learn to breathe.
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psylynt-p · 7 months
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[hollow kingdom]
love is teaching me words
matter most when they fly
in the light of mutual understanding.
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I've been quiet most my life,
isolating, losing sense, trapped
in a corner only knowing cold
makes it easier to sleep.
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love is reaching me through words
I come across tracing my way
through feelings I know by noticing
how beautiful things get after a rain.
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making sense, remembering to shed tension and
to give myself a chance.
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psylynt-p · 7 months
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[a human feeling]
the entire night sky in your eyes,
your body a constellation of
life's highest expression of beauty,
your mind a sacred store of love.
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I close my own to fall deeply into
this sweet feeling, a magnificent song
sung by my heart, with words for yours.
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in the end I sit reminded how small
my poetry is in comparison to what
nature brings to us. in the end I resign
myself to sitting with the thought, sitting
with fantasies of all you might become.
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psylynt-p · 7 months
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[a certain rhythm]
in search of sacred
words; heart hungers, soul
thirsts. I am no shell, I am
spirit robed, meant to go,
meant to follow.
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my purpose here is to learn.
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psylynt-p · 8 months
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[what is love?]
so impure in want,
using all I've got;
dried up, waiting.
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what place have I but
the one?
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psylynt-p · 9 months
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psylynt-p · 9 months
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[flower]
to know purpose, to know
love, look
to what's beautiful, to what
feels true, to what brings
an easy joy, a simple peace;
to be free, one must work
past the troubles of need and want,
until there's enough, and then share
the extra. to be free, remember
what it means to be one.
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psylynt-p · 10 months
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[community theater]
learn to carry the weight in ways,
allowing graceful rhythm to take place
of crashing chaos which comes invited by
a life lived betraying soul, neglecting
mind.
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all systems, organizations wanting
sustainable balance. inequality leads
to heat death.
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psylynt-p · 10 months
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[light me up]
become a fixture,
always of service,
hardly a pleasure past acting
as a little mirror... reflecting
back exactly what they want,
or else...
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solace in understanding, solace
in seeing the part that doesn't change,
this heart and soul connection taut,
intimate with silence, rest, the short space
between breaths.
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tired of waiting and tired of distractions,
I'd rather be combustible liquid, ready
to go.
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