Tag: poetry

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it is in a word, a phrase, expressed in silence when suddenly out loud, speaks to reality, speaks enough for one to hear, to listen, to wait for that moment, a suggestion of clarity, caught in a night sky, when only alone one might listen to the gentle breeze, a calm reminder of a life…

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BayArt - New Perspective on Life
Nov 21

3, 2, Y..

You could shatter glass with the way you look at me. Nightingales singing their sweet song of summer couldn’t hold a torch to the way you make me feel. I ooze into a puddle, bones of jello on the warm concrete surface of your love. When I hear my name flow out of your mouth,…

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I had fallen through a trapdoor of depression. Walking blindly through the corridors of my feelings not seeing the cracks beneath my feet, leading me to fall inevitably into my bed. My sheets are made of sandpaper. The more I toss and turn in my thoughts the worse my bruises and skin become. Raw and…

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Fuck Thanksgiving My life sucks, everything sucks My social life is almost non-existent at best And I’m running out of recreational meds. This shit is the worst I don’t think there is a worser life But I could be wrong I remember when I was a kid I used to smell my aunt’s thongs (Tia…

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Someone the other day asked me how I would describe my style, the best way I could sum it up to be was “I’m aiming for the ‘she’s a bad ass and cute as hell, but I wouldn’t touch her without asking’ look” look.

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“Roses are red. Mornings are hard. I suck at poetry. Coffee.” If you think that’s a joke, who are you and what are you doing here on planet earth you alien monster. If that quote resonates with your soul, like that first sip of your delicious aroma enriched coffee this morning, most of you enhance…

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I used to think I lacked originality, creativity, and meaning. That I was a multiple choice test I couldn’t find the answers to, thinking I was simply a blank canvas of basic True or False. But then you came along and made me realize that I was D) All of the above. That I am…

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Creating problems for the devil The Devil always inside and beside you Praying help from the world Feeling hopeless even there wasn’t any problem   Creating darkness for the conscience The conscience always hide inside you Pledge loyalty to your problems Feeling hopeless even there wasn’t any problem   Creating complicated paths for the angel…

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Oct 25

WCW

It’s a Wednesday. And I’m crushing on her. So thick and petite at the same time, oh how her essence is so divine. In wake and in bake, her beauty is such a magnificent taste. How I crave, I crave. Her playful mind puts my heart in a rage. Let not that pretty face fool…

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Oct 20

R.O.O.T

I’m just a person learning how to people. The things that I want keep creeping away, life is so evil. The truth, what that is; let it be told. A real description of the undead untold. We fear ourselves on this great big earth. With guns and tongues we slay our own berth. Where is…