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Poems about perception
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what are words / but thoughts in our minds / that have broken through / that latched gate that is our lips / whether its to yourself / or to a friend / words can mean so much to us / and say so little / what are promises / but words that
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Living in a distant land / Who of us is left to stand / Against the dark and dangerous foe / For courage now we not know / / For the cry o
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War during the Revolution.
by ACpoetry
165 words, 9 comments,
on Nov 22 2:53 PM. In Sad, Dark, Free verse, War, Imagery, Musings, Sadness, Perception, Other
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i'm fed up with this / no more snide remarks / i'm through being cute / i really just want to yell at you / you're the girl i hate to love / a stray crooked dove / cut into me hard / like the liquor filling my veins / i can't seem to get a
by mufinhxc
128 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 16 12:08 AM. In Personal, Sad, Dark, Life, Thoughts, Pain, Depression, Sadness, Anger, Perception
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How our perspective does change when we grow up!
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she had a summer smile and i had winter skin / i was a living breathing cliche / but sweetheart i mean every word i say
by mufinhxc
110 words, 8 comments,
on Nov 12 5:46 PM. In Sad, Life, Thoughts, Pain, Depression, Sadness, Perception, Loss, Anguish, Hate
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questions upon questions upon questions / / her answers so subtle / / their shortness could never match / / her sweetness / / like a strip tease of words / / an article for every one / / makes for such short conversation /
by mufinhxc
268 words, 2 comments,
on Nov 11 1:44 AM. In Personal, Sad, Dark, Life, Angst, Thoughts, Pain, Depression, Sadness, Perception
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check my vitals and if you feel a pulse just remember it's only the ghost you wanted all along. it wasn't you twisting the blade in my back. you were the only one front and center light me a fire with your smile. defacing me and i knew they were lies all
by mufinhxc
718 words,
on Nov 11 1:40 AM. In Personal, Sad, Dark, Life, Angst, Thoughts, Death, Depression, Sadness, Perception
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paper words / / glass flowers / / the ink ran and withered away / / i passed out in a stupor / / and awoke fucked / / enough to loosen up / / choked on the words / / and vommited up a little true love / / watch the
by mufinhxc
78 words, 3 comments,
on Nov 11 1:38 AM. In Personal, Sad, Dark, Life, Angst, Thoughts, Death, Depression, Sadness, Perception
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infatuation and love are not one and the same / / she said i craved her body not her soul / / let's pretend for a second that i care / / living breathing feeling recognizing / / she's more than an idea; a person / / pretend my dre
by mufinhxc
179 words,
on Nov 11 1:37 AM. In Love, Personal, Sad, Dark, Life, Thoughts, Depression, Sadness, Perception, Abstract
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and who would've thought / / an emotional field of flowers / / would be a waltz of landmines / / words of shrapnel / / tearing away any hope / / of some newly found contentment / / a peaceful place in my mind / / layed t
by mufinhxc
197 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 11 1:29 AM. In Personal, Sad, Dark, Life, Thoughts, Pain, Depression, Sadness, Perception, Hate
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this is the ballroom i am standing in the middle and there are so many dancers around me. it's hard to see anything but the movement of their bodies. there is this dull glint off to the side. outside of the crowd, off the dance floor. and she is so beauti
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my hand coupled in yours / you took the pencil and taught me to draw / willingly drew a line through my heart / three fourths your's / and a blackened shaded sliver for me / i saw you dressed in red / your eyes violently vibrant / that infin
by mufinhxc
341 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 11 12:28 AM. In Angst, Sad, Dark, Life, Thoughts, Death, Depression, Sadness, Perception, Anguish
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We invite you to come on a journey of the mind.
by Brian Balzer
503 words, 12 comments,
on Nov 8 4:23 AM. In Weird, Fantasy, Thoughts, Imagery, Abstract, Perception, Death, Life, Free verse. Reward
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There's an open door in the dark, / but this barrier makes it hard to move any closer, / and time seems to be trickling away, / I can feel each second pass, / and my thoughts have taken to disrupting themselves. / / There is a warmth on the
by RoisinDubh
121 words, 1 comment,
on Nov 6 10:03 AM. In Sad, Dark, Spiritual, Angst, Thoughts, Anger, Perception, Depression, Anguish
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a poem about loosing yourself....
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Capitalize on it, / this spell; / its less than you're worth / but more than you feel. / / Forward marching, facing backwards, / not looking at the horizon but at the ground, / tempting the fall. / / Cast this gaze into the sun, / an
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Weep for me no longer / for I have gone away. / Left my body lying / resting in a grave. / I no longer need it / my spirit was set free. / There simply is no reason / for you to cry for me. / Cry for times we will not share / if you feel
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as i sit and think of all my pain. a sudden thought pops out so plain. a simple tool is needed to help me suceed, a simple cut to make me bleed. simply enough i have no fear, / to help make me eventually dissapear. / / simple facts, simple acts, so
by screamochic17
74 words,
on Oct 4 7:44 PM. In Angst, Dark, Life, Personal, Rhyme, Weird, Perception, Anguish, Hate, Rage
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What if we are completely wrong / And life is nothing that it seems? / All the theories we cannot prove / What says they are remotely close? / What if all our equations / Just fit it all by chance? / The same chance that / Could create the h
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Well, you see, she’s like a puppet; / Without someone sat beside her / Pulling her strings, she’s nothing / Much to say for herself. / /
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This is our grey and dismal land; / So full and yet so bland / Filled with naked trees, newly bare, / Lining dampened pavements. / And clammy roads bear / Dreary cars carrying commuters, / Hang-dogged in the glare / Of early morning streetla
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You use that last bottle of wine to / Lubricate your social interactions: / Those long evenings of longer distractions / Spent in pubs wond
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A misty dew falls / Over the river at night / Until morning comes. / / They say the darkest hour is right before the dawn. / I see dayligh
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They make the music that divides you, / handed down as a thing to cry to. / And all their words / that treat you kindly. / There's nothing
by marcusmoore
352 words, 17 comments,
on Jan 29 5:24 PM. In Rant, Rhyme, Society, Sad, Weird, Life, Thoughts, Other, Perception, Music
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