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getcareless · 20 days

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Triolet Poem #51

Building a place where I won't weep. Me and my hands endure the pain. Somewhere I can call safe to sleep. Building a place where I won't weep. - A place that people die to keep- castles of sand in pouring rain. Building a place where I won't weep. Me and my hands endure the pain.

"Endure The Pain", JEP

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fantodsdhrit · 1 year

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few know that while asleep you sometimes dance sometimes

croon

and sometimes weep and sob softly but uncontrollably: then advance your

glassy cheek toward me

for that warm sea taste:

often i have thought about

seasons going haywire or vanishing altogether: so no poet could create

within you dipped in

dante's bear ink: that

twenty first century sallow still life which portrays only your hands: in

blue darkness

faultless

as i rake: tragic fragility

for mortified magnolias

laughing and over-wintering your pleasing cell organelles in genteel

herbarium

bequeathed to you by

the apparition of someone who made mounds on your body while you

slept through the dispatch:

of bare maple shadows

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quiet-storm132 · 1 year

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Lost and found

I lost something dear to me, something irreplaceable it seems

A smile, the object of my grief

Contrary to my belief, it's something that I actually need

But more so, a reason for it to be kept continually.

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nothingiwriteisforyou · 2 years

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I can still taste better days

Salted wounds and carried memories

Trickling through,

When the light is left on.

Nowhere left to hide

Among the dark valleys and chaos

Prisms of satisfaction

Entertained by soulless lies

I see you in the ember flames

Of a past still haunting

She moves like perfection

Every step a bit closer

Always welcome, always taunting

Shining rays of illumination

On every inadequacy

In every way I’ll never be

The one who holds

Your insatiable satisfaction

In all the ways I’ll never be

The mere object

Of your unadulterated

Affection

//not that it matters

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the-year-i-met-you · 2 years

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my mother refuses to breathe under the same roof as me. she cries about how my poems make her bones feel heavy. i keep quiet. silence. it was all that we shared ever since my father walked away. he wrote me last autumn, after five years, saying how switching cities, names and families somewhat "saved" him from the "storm" which my mother houses in her hands, bones and breaths. i wanted to write back - saying how she often forgets her own name now, how by every passing day i have started to see more of myself on the other side of life, how this "storm" he talks about have turned into a bottomless pit of sheer hollowness and yet how she would still run up to the front door whenever she hears a car pulling in. the poet in me despises you father, but the daughter in me looks forward to see my mother giggle from the kitchen counter as you mess up your grocery shopping again this weekend. the sunrays would trail down the netted curtains and linger across the wooden floorboards, while love would find her place in between.

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yoursdelilah · 2 years

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escapril day ii: a separation

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daytim-e · 2 years

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Dead on Arrival

Rehearsed incantations drip from your tongue,

oozing out bland and colorless.

Cookie cutter catchphrases,

that inspire like a funeral.

Words that are dead on arrival.

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goldenliessilvermoons · 2 years

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one day my hands

will hold the flowers

of my mind’s garden

s.h.

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prasannawrites · 2 years

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[Text Id:] I think of my hands as a tofu-press, and dig into your skin a smidge harder than I should – it quickly reddens to the size and shape of a cherry-tomato, before simmering away into silence. I’m sorry, at times I think of my existence being as small as to fit on the head of a pin – I know no other way to ascertain the fact that I’m alive except through you.

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followcb · 2 years

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Kaleidoscopic Colors

ambient creativity

art as obsession

all-encompassing feelings surrounding

emotional immersion

intuition and instincts on the rise

crystalline as velveteen

slipping into surreal silver sensibilities

spiritual intelligence

alchemy, enchantment

new dawn enlightenment

mysterious as magic

supernatural forces of the universe

incantations and spells

musical and lyrical extravaganzas

poets painting prolific pictures

extremely experimental

instigating innovation

uniting individuals with the universe

expressing the soul essence of infinite wisdom

coloring life in kaleidoscopic colors

using our voices to incite

beauty and kindness and love

compassion and empathy

oneness of every

living creation

excitement simply

being in the moment

©️ @followcb ☆ November 16, 2021

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getcareless · 16 days

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You Send Me

You send me chills. You send me shivers. To all the hills and all the rivers, you sent me. I'm full of flowers. How do I return from puzzles? Your words send me falling to my knees. Now just in case libraries die; I printed screenshots of the memories you sent me.

JEP

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mvrkling · 2 years

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Tell me, Darling,

am I

are we

dreaming?

Hearts endlessly chasing stars

while the knife leaves us scarred

Could never hope to bleed

with you next to me

Clear the tears from my eyes

Wistful, wishful thoughts fading

Will I ever let you go?

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quiet-storm132 · 1 year

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I'm drowning, surrounded by despair

lost within time, thin becomes the air

I try to breathe to help set my mind at ease

But the sequence that I need sits beyond reach

Fragmented my mind is as my emotions mimic its appearances

I fade to black, hopefully never to be seen again

Hidden behind false walls, hallow and empty

Just like I am at this moment in time, praying that time day, I'll be seen.

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nothingiwriteisforyou · 3 years

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I let you in

As if it meant nothing

A passing thought

One shot ringing

Through the dark

You crept in

Wandering endlessly

Bleeding into my veins

Holding my heart

Hostage to your pain

Taking my life

As if it’s all

You ever wanted

As if it meant nothing

//to kill me slowly

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poetspeakswords · 3 years

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The sunshine vibrates the colors of my world.

Its intensity careens as clouds slowly glide.

The westbound wind kisses my face

and promises the arrival of Autumn.

The blue sky smiles again.

The leaves have been falling.

Squirrels harvest, they know the

cycle is unfolding.

I stand below the

great drama of the sky.

I live through the strange

lapses of light and dark.

I can sense the peace within all I see,

but my soul dreads the beautiful doom

the winds promised, the fate we share.

But not today.

I reassure my heart,

and return bravely to my

unmastered peace.

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yoursdelilah · 2 years

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escapril day iv: strange behaviour, a blackout poem

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