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thespitefulpoet · 3 months
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Sometimes, I look in the mirror
I see things,
Dreams fading away
Forlorn, forgotten;
For the elites.
When I was young
I was a big dreamer
I dreamt big things
I dreamt of paradise
When I look into this mirror
I see fractured images
A lost child in a world of hate
Someone who dreamt better
Bigger things than this world
Could ever handle by itself
This child no longer
Sees those dreams
Instead, the inner child
Is very angry at the conditions.
When I dream about
The conditions
I see many things
Fractured dreams
Within a desolate reality
Some of them will
Never come true
Some of them will
Burn to the ground
Some of them will
Obliterate us
Yet I still dream on
These mirrors -
Are cracked and torn,
Lost images of inner children.
Are shown to those of us -
Seeing our own reflections.
Children angry at the conditions
Children unsure about the future
Children fighting over money
Children killing each other...
Brainwashed into hatred.
Conditioned to their liking
The children act out
They keep fighting each other
Until there is nothing left
Cracked, broken mirrors
Broken dreams, eternally lost
Forever blown apart for death
The cycle of life and death
Is a beautiful yet sad tale
The cycle of life and death
Is supposed to be a natural cycle,
Not a forged, forced cycle
Of blistering terrible horror stories
The occupation makes life hell
For anyone who does not fit
Their description of a human being
Bombing, shredding and destroying
Everything they touch.
Everything has to come to an end
At some point, this is true;
But forced endings are never ever happy
Instead they're full of sadness and woes
They're full of pain and desperation
Unlike most happy endings,
Where it's all white washed
For a certain demographic...
Washed of history and abstained
From true harrowing tales,
Certain people have
Washed their hands
That are tainted with blood
Absolved from true history
And hidden from view
Watching us like caged animals
Sheltered from the abnormalities
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mjaimesserrano · 1 year
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Yay Friday!!! And Believing by Heart
Artwork created by MJS using the Dream app Believing by Heart I don’t believe in love, but for you, I tried I don’t believe in sadness, but for you, I cried I never believed in tomorrow, but for you, I held on I never believed in hope, but your promises caused it to spawn I never believed in forever, because tomorrow seemed too far away I never needed tomorrow, when you were always…
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azdi404 · 1 year
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But the roads never wanted to reach her, she's unforgiving so death is coming over early And I'm alone and too far from home. I'm hugging the darkness Feeling the pulse of dawn crawling over the hills. Pondering how things could have become In the miracle of silence. www.azdi404.com . . . . . . #love #lovepoems #loveyou #lovestory #lovingyou #poems #poem #poems4her #poems2her #poemsporn #poemssociety #lovepoems #sadpoems #poemsfromtheheart #poetsociety #poetzone #poetryislove #poetryisnotdead #poetryporn #darklove #darkartist #darksouls #twistedpoems #twistedlove #poemquotes #azdi404 #loveher #lovehersomuch #memories #memory (at Tracy Towers) https://www.instagram.com/p/CoFkRZcuxvV/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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sweettortures · 1 year
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edwardastormwrites · 4 months
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peace-on-lease · 3 years
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A small poem. The words wrap around certain elements of the painting. Although I hadn't used painting as a prompt in the first place. Also, I thought of twisting the painting a bit.
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Who are you?
The end of a line
Or
The end of time.
Moonlight in my starry night
Or
My peace of mind's demise?
How far away from the truth do you sway
You stand so close yet feel so far away.
You speak so loud but I hear you soft
Like the water gushing down in massive drops.
You're the air I breathe,
Sometimes like a blade that slits.
You put a bullet through my head
And carry me to my bed.
I wish I could place my head on you
While you sing me songs of solitude.
You fill me up and unburden me
See me past this roaring sea.
I wish I were you And you were me
Maybe then we could do things differently.
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offthecuffwriter · 3 years
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My grandma told me once
You should be selfish
Leave the sinking ship
And not look behind
Never, my child, never
Let yourself drown in the sorrows
that do not belong to you
Learn to swim, learn to fly
Be ready to leave when it's time.
/offthecuffwriter/
Be selfish enough to leave the sinking ship.
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hkita · 3 years
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Constantly ..
It’s like I have no words.. can’t even explain what I’m thinking
Constantly pulling my own self up to keep from sinking
Did I mess up my own destiny, by repeating the same mistakes
I’ll do anything to stop feeling lonely, whatever it takes
I confided in you, told you about all my troubles
I get a different you every time.. it’s like seeing double
Did I ruin what was meant for me.. should I let this new thing fade
Because I can’t keep this a secret, or else I’ll take it straight to my grave
I never wanted to hurt again, let alone be the person to hurt someone
It’s this sour feeling I get every time after the damage is done
I can’t believe I fell for the okie doke, swear I was smarter than that
But that’s what I get, thinking I would’ve gotten the old you back
It’s time to process these thoughts, I can’t sleep well at night
If you can’t make up your mind, nigga I won’t put up a fight
Im too real with myself, I can’t even begin to pretend
I’m just wondering when in my love life will this agony end..
Constantly running through lovers, but never finishing the race
Fine I’ll be alone.. and I’ll do that shit with grace
H. Kita
25 Apr. 2021
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cheryllpatras · 3 years
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The first thing I did this morning as soon as I woke up saw @nesrina.writes post through which I got to know about an exciting poetry prompt, color green, shared by @growyourpoetry // I decided to take this challenge to add another "he" poem to my collection // after writing a series of positive "he" poems, I thought of writing a little pessimistic "he" piece this time 🥀
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thatgirlbroxxzz · 4 years
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It wasn’t love at 3 am.
Instagram: @lettersfrombb
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solidarity
Seizing me and seizing this! A salmon-colored Gem! bloodshot and stained but still glassy... Chop off a fingernail’s width from ye and you could power an empire! Simultaneously- One could measure an amount smaller than the width of an ant scaling the still arm of a black womxn, And.. liberate all! Redistributing the roses adorning the doorframes of the monarchs... To the tables of every matriarch!
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thespitefulpoet · 3 months
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"Trading Shots"
As I continuously trade shots,
With my ego,
I hit myself over and over.
Loving myself is difficult,
While trauma tends to haunt me,
At every single corner.
It tends to be grueling,
These emotions I have.
They are formidable foes.
Challenging me at every corner,
To keep calm and stay cool.
It is hard to forget anything.
Even my strongest memories,
Are trauma-induced.
I am already going through therapy...
But it isn't enough.
They still haunt my every movement;
Like a fox on the prowl, they attack;
Certainly, it seems forgetting is not
Easy for some of us.
Some of us have the memory
Of a steel-trap door.
02/12/24 - FJW
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mjaimesserrano · 1 year
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Sentimental Heart
Artwork created by MJS using the Dream App I am sentimental. This is just how I’m made. Know that if you’ve reached my heart, it’s a high price I’ve paid. I have broken down my walls to allow you to come through. Meaning until rebuilt, my heart now belongs to you. Artwork created by MJS using the Dream App
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azdi404 · 1 year
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so i turn to redemption & to love god is escaping you and to love you is death without godland my naivety loves you more all this because i stole a combined moment of us, hid it in these pages to tell myself that i'm o.K. that i shall tailor my skin to fit your needs, crucify my lips a symbol of redemption, that i won't confess this love to anyone but you www.azdi404.com. . . . . . ……#love #lovepoems #loveyou #lovestory #lovingyou #poems #poem #poems4her #poems2her #poemsporn #poemssociety #lovepoems #sadpoems #poemsfromtheheart #poetsociety #poetzone #poetryislove #poetryisnotdead #poetryporn #darklove #darkartist #darksouls #twistedpoems #twistedlove #poemquotes #azdi404 #loveher #lovehersomuch #memories #memory (at Tracy Towers) https://www.instagram.com/p/CnpoGXKvy77/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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spare-thought · 4 years
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I know a girl that is scared of her shadow.
I know a girl that is scared of her shadow.
To her, it is as dark as a black hole.
Not  the one cast by the sun,
Rather this one can not be undone.
The present will pass,
But the past will last.
Forever stuck in eternal worry.
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env0 · 4 years
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Sͬeͤpͫt-Embers
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