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Poems about Thoughts
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Destined to be in darkness / Always distant, beyond sight / To wander far from love / Shunned from purest light / / He cannot know true b
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it is my first poem
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Acquire the knowledge / and the destitute walls of hell will dissolve / as heaven is affirmed illusory / / Capture the vision / and the bestial big cats of banking / will purr at the paws of the proletariat / / Contemplate the reality
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Evolving: The Play / / Hasten- fly, glide, soar! To the play / Society's DNA is mutating, and the actors won't dismay / Their color, her hope, our dream / these are what remain supreme. / The extravagances we craved are fading, / this glori
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I had this sudden revelation to write / I grabbed my chewed pen and scribbled / But regrettably, / For not a word came out right
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We are those of the human species / That are not fearful of seeking lonely corners. / Lonely we feel, but still / Are not hesitant to plu
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Last night, when I / / was sleeping, / / dreaming, / / I felt happy. / / / In my dream, I / / was in a place / / where I love / / s
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Drowning in the blood from the wounds I've inflicted / There's no need for judgement, her I stand convicted. / The prisoner runs farther, rampant and loose, / as his efforts to escape only tighten the noose. / I see him run closer on the blood red
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Gardener, oh Gardener, weave me a blade. / A blade to cover, to help lighten the black. / Just one for me, that'll do just fine. / They'll spread their lush color and sprawl fields abroad. / / I see your shadow old man, as above me you stand, t
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I set it on shuffle / so you can write the poem. / Gave up the books, / so you can write the toems. / I put down the pencil, / so as to not use your lead. / Washed my cross so that yours was red. / I cleaned my room so yours wasn't a mess,
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It seems the scars of yesterday / would guide a path, perhaps lead the way. / but instead I head forward into the past, / choices of impulse, hoped not to last. / / Graves upon graves of sorrow and tears, / Smiles upon smiles of laughs and fe
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Someday no one will read these words, / I know this, yet i'll not cease to write. / Not far from now, I'll decay and rot, / yet today I'll stay and fight. / / Today I get by with the path I walk, / Though I know it aims to know end. / Somed
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Last night I heard you cry, / Shrill and clear, / Desperate, your tiny body / Shuddering as you sobbed, / Eyes screwed tight, / Fists clenc
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Outside my cracked door / lies the dangerous secret of the / way we've been living / / outside this cracked door / a dangerous ballet is being danced / but nobody but the dancers attended / / outside my cracked door / large silohuette
by mayaC.
109 words,
on Jan 3 6:59 PM. In Angst, Love, Weird, Lyrics, Free verse, Life, Sad, Thoughts, Abuse, Rage
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Whet scent fire... / The candle I write by / Works its’ magic / Of yellow and gray / Shadows over our lovers repast. / It brings to me / A cranberry pie; / Fruit and spices. / / What scent my lover.... / He smooths balm / With
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I use to take pride in the eyes of my own, / / Knowing that no other could see me alone. / / Sight only saw from the split-second past, /
by ketchup4all
160 words,
on Jan 2 10:10 PM. In Angst, beat, life, dark, hope, love, pain, personal, sad, spiritual, thoughts
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There's this place / That feels different than most others, / A place where I'm wanted to stay, / Please never go away, / They'd die if I went away. / / There's this place / Where I am loved / Uncomprehendably and endlessly, / Where th
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Every night, / / when it rains, / / a girl comes / / out of my brain. / / She looks out of / / my window / / and stands in / / front
by bigcoolyo
169 words, 6 comments,
on Jan 2 7:48 PM. In Love, Dark, Fantasy, Life, Thoughts, Spiritual, Rhyme, Sad, Personal, Pain
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I reflect the storm. / See it in my eyes? / Glimpse the end of all things, / time to embrace our demise. / Shudder warm confidence, / take a breath of cold fear. / Ask mom for forgiveness, / kiss bye all that was dear. / / Just walking
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Teeth clenched and biting, / straight jacket, yet fighting. / They pin me down, as / heart screams while bound. / walls of men pressing through white, / package me off to hide above height. / Seeing the ants, scurry below, / I touch but don’
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You yearn to live from hazy dreams of ill-kept smiles / standing back I sob and watch you fumble the dials / Your pain and unease move your hands, you guess. / Right then left, in search of happiness. / / Your painted lines fade from white down
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Running, / down the roof, / down the drive, / clean till it hits the creek' / over rocks bigger than itself / merging with others. / / It's so slow, / the scenery moving or the water? / Green, blue, yellow, red....it's a muddy / color
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Seated as I was in the waiting room that hummed silently, / footsteps presumptuously clapping in the hallway, / eyes I felt dancing fixed upon an / old woman. Her knees, / I saw, were / together as her ankles, Her back / / touched that
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Lonely, Forgotton,and damper - but not depressed as you sit alone in the darkness of light. 5,4,3,2,1 - a new beginning has begun. Millions
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has come / slipping in from / a time and place / that has left us behind / to wonder where / we were and where we're going / / some of us pour a glass of burgundy / and fall into a deep sleep / nothing old or new / / some shake
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You Speak the truth? / You speak in tongues. / I speak from the heart, you from the lungs. / Why must you keep your truth so hidden? / It's obvious your lies are so truth ridden. / You seek to "find yourself" in life, / unbeknownst to you, you
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/ Panther, I crawl, breathing the stench. / Stalking, prowling, feeling the clench of anurge, deep and burning. / Insatiable hunger, rotti
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/ Forks in the one way road now lie behind me. / What once oscillated between blurry stumbling, and tiresome drudgery / has now become a / / clear choice. / / Diversions seem far from the path. / Detour signs now clearly orange. /
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