ContemplationSup world?
kthnxbai.
Poem coming soon. Proportions = non-proportionate.
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What to do?Touch upon the tangential focal point of confusion Bring to the light the corruption of perfection And listen to the banter of the heralds! Write your heart's idea Blow your soul's perception And speak your mind's collectionWhat to do?
Look back and remember the times The good, the bad, the ugly And remember the lines
I once wrote to you as a friend Interested in your soul And now a jail of predisposition Holds me and my whole.
I wanted happiness, But apparently will have nothing of it. I wanted your peace, But apparently our lives didn't
by ~artofpoetry
VoicesSo many mother fucking times I have had to close my blinds Emotionally corrupt and standing alone In a messed up and broken home Not quite knowing where peace stands Listening to people tell me with their hands That I have this answer inside One that terrorizes me and tears me wide Open, leaves me with nothing Even when I just try to bring Everything to the table, I speak with my voice My solitude laughs and mocks my choice TO fight and to be free Flipping off the world, just to be A little more than what they say I can Fighting and making sure they knowVoices
by ~artofpoetry
Tomorrow and LaterThere stands a chance I will never know freedom. We think we understand, but we only know what we sense! But how does one who is eternally restrained Sense, or even feel freedom? Would I, one of the forever bound even know what to do?Tomorrow and Later
Example I believe that tomorrow exists. Except for the 'people' That tell you the end is near, Explain to you that rapture is nigh While all that flows through your head Is how much longer before you're out of their sight For they are the ones who live in fear of tomorrow And even though you know they're wrong How do you know to
by ~artofpoetry
Make a difference.I won't give you the nonsensical bullshit you're used to hearing in various forms of media and entertainment. I won't give you the benefit of the doubt, freedom of speech; I will give you nothing but the words in front of you.Make a difference.
Every day I read articles or see things, people, places. It saddens me to know that I'm overweight, and I try so hard to not be. That I look for freedom, and darkness is all that I find. I hate that in order to drive anywhere, I either see fat people walking, or fat people driving. In any case, the skinny one's are stupid too. Stupid and angry, insolent, and vengeful. &nb
by ~artofpoetry
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Petty DoveNever felt love, That petty dove. Never had a simple, innocent, thought of its desirable pleasure, Never had a rich taste of it's beckoning treasure.Petty Dove
That petty dove, That has never felt love, Is me.
by ~CharlieCypher
discover-me-homediscover-me-homediscover-me-home
Trudging through nuclear
mud puddles I am ankle deep in a stream of decaying leaves and somehow your boots match his
so we laugh at rolled up pants, and contemplate fireman carry over rough terrain
and shattered knees.
When somewhere in the mosquito mists of Ocracoke, where jellyfish sting but bad yellow jacket memories don’t, and sexual harassment never made it out of Texas, you think maybe you’ll
stay and daydream artistic under black skies tinged with salt water stars.
Or Mo
by ~echo-si
-Trust-I sit. A long way from my home- for my home is where you are- to hold onto me when my eyes see nothing but dispair.-Trust-
Until they meet yours. So sparkling and true- A perfect reflection of you. The first time that I looked into them I saw, there was something special behind those baby blues.
You've proven to me that I no longer have to hide my dreams. Because now I have someone to share them with,
someone who wants to be a part- Someone who wants a place in my heart. If at some point we are no longer a part of each others lives. I
by ~DullestSparkle
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Maybe it's what you've tried to tell me?
I still miss you in a weird way.
Merry belated christmas though. I turned 21 last monday!
Happy New Years, I wish you the best.
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Joe was here =]
ps.Is it also a reason why you haven't spoken to me for last five or six months?
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Joe was here =]
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Joe was here =]
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