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Purity of heart
glows within you like starlight
proof— gleamed through your ink
glows within you like starlight
proof— gleamed through your ink
#love
#kindness
#friendship
#senryu
#admiration
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I don't write poems (with Reading)
I don't write poetry ...
They spell Me,
They lead me to themselves,
They are my teachers ...
Obediently lying down under my mind,
They carry words from somewhere ...
And I take off like a bird every time,
not afraid to fall. ..
Listening to the azure silence,
I lose myself somewhere in it
And I find in myself
That heaven or hell which lay in my soul,
That gave itself to me
And gave those words -
They are like raindrops
From the heart falling on the leaf.,.
Drawing the world,
Love and hate, darkness and...
They spell Me,
They lead me to themselves,
They are my teachers ...
Obediently lying down under my mind,
They carry words from somewhere ...
And I take off like a bird every time,
not afraid to fall. ..
Listening to the azure silence,
I lose myself somewhere in it
And I find in myself
That heaven or hell which lay in my soul,
That gave itself to me
And gave those words -
They are like raindrops
From the heart falling on the leaf.,.
Drawing the world,
Love and hate, darkness and...
#WritingPoetry
#support
#admiration
#respect
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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51 Comments
Addicted to Mayhem
Every time I see unfair rule and law
I want to express myself on city walls
Be a ghost, a host addicted to mayhem
But with galls bigger than mother fucKing Kong’s balls
I wouldn't give a damn and just bash and slam
Every verse be an explosion meant to vent
Rallying the masses to give them a voice
A middle finger in the air saying “fuck the government”
And once the crowds are compiled and riled
I’d light the fuse by taking to social media
Revealing every politician’s dirty little secret
People would get so pissed off it’d feel...
I want to express myself on city walls
Be a ghost, a host addicted to mayhem
But with galls bigger than mother fucKing Kong’s balls
I wouldn't give a damn and just bash and slam
Every verse be an explosion meant to vent
Rallying the masses to give them a voice
A middle finger in the air saying “fuck the government”
And once the crowds are compiled and riled
I’d light the fuse by taking to social media
Revealing every politician’s dirty little secret
People would get so pissed off it’d feel...
#corruption
#HumanRights
#inequality #rebellion
#inequality #rebellion
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Happy Endings.
I would love to wax poetic
the moon and stars.
How beautiful life is~
shared with my one true love,
Prince Bullshit.
That’s not what happened
that’s not who I became.
I’m not soft and huggable.
Life taught me not to trust,
and I believed it with
ferocious willingness.
Far from being all in,
I’m completely out.
My purse contents:
credit card,
passport,
lipstick.
The color~
“Fuck You”.
the moon and stars.
How beautiful life is~
shared with my one true love,
Prince Bullshit.
That’s not what happened
that’s not who I became.
I’m not soft and huggable.
Life taught me not to trust,
and I believed it with
ferocious willingness.
Far from being all in,
I’m completely out.
My purse contents:
credit card,
passport,
lipstick.
The color~
“Fuck You”.
#sadness
#relationships
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Your voice Echoes
Sometimes in the quiet
I swear I hear your voice
Whispering in the wind
Last time I wrote to you
was in anger and pain
But you washed it away
in form of the rain
I can feel you all around
Profound feeling sustained
Missing you like crazy
Brother in my heart you remain
I still find it hard
Not to carry some of the blame
Still choking when I try
to put into words and explain
Your voice Echoes
Through this window of change
Life without you
Continues to be...
I swear I hear your voice
Whispering in the wind
Last time I wrote to you
was in anger and pain
But you washed it away
in form of the rain
I can feel you all around
Profound feeling sustained
Missing you like crazy
Brother in my heart you remain
I still find it hard
Not to carry some of the blame
Still choking when I try
to put into words and explain
Your voice Echoes
Through this window of change
Life without you
Continues to be...
#sadness
#brother
#peace
#memories
#hurt
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Things I’ve Injured This Year
punched my signature
into 6mm plate-steel
broke my right hand in three places
shattered the knuckle
needs surgery
told to have 6 weeks off
walked back into work
6 hours later
swelling won’t go down
my pain doesn’t matter
never has
tore the facia in my left heel
partially off the bone ...
into 6mm plate-steel
broke my right hand in three places
shattered the knuckle
needs surgery
told to have 6 weeks off
walked back into work
6 hours later
swelling won’t go down
my pain doesn’t matter
never has
tore the facia in my left heel
partially off the bone ...
#hurt
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A Voice Writing our Story
There's a kinetic energy
Between lovers
It's unspoken
It floats in aura
Supreme and unflinching
Bold but telling
There are things
I want to say them to you
But can't, so I write these poems
I'm around you on every corner
In your rear view mirror
A voice writing our story
Between lovers
It's unspoken
It floats in aura
Supreme and unflinching
Bold but telling
There are things
I want to say them to you
But can't, so I write these poems
I'm around you on every corner
In your rear view mirror
A voice writing our story
#relationships
#confessional
#lover
#WritingPoetry
#DeepUndergroundPoetry
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soul deep
speak to my soul
on the edge of feeling
I cry out in need of redemption
forsaking my violence
tempering my darkness
I enter into an understanding of passion
so deep it invades my senses causing me ache
liberating in its honesty
but cuts so deep
separating fact and fiction
I climb the notes of despair
then dive in, to meet love where it is
deep in an ocean of loneliness
an arrogant bitterness
and a greed so great I have just begun to touch
need and desire warring with each other
down at...
on the edge of feeling
I cry out in need of redemption
forsaking my violence
tempering my darkness
I enter into an understanding of passion
so deep it invades my senses causing me ache
liberating in its honesty
but cuts so deep
separating fact and fiction
I climb the notes of despair
then dive in, to meet love where it is
deep in an ocean of loneliness
an arrogant bitterness
and a greed so great I have just begun to touch
need and desire warring with each other
down at...
#love
#lust
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Straight Talk (When The Core Of The Mind Refuses To Speak Coherently)
I will attempt to elaborate on the more aggressive theories that seem to marginalize, relevant concerns that has made me ponder and see if I intricate the whys, or at least find the source of its understanding.
I had to revisit the concept of understanding the complexities of the mind due in part.
Mental illness seems to on the uprise, and it is affecting our youth at an alarming rate. Thus far the statistical for adults has not started for the margin.
A slope in the statistical incline, or shift seems to be affecting the Caucasian youth, more...
I had to revisit the concept of understanding the complexities of the mind due in part.
Mental illness seems to on the uprise, and it is affecting our youth at an alarming rate. Thus far the statistical for adults has not started for the margin.
A slope in the statistical incline, or shift seems to be affecting the Caucasian youth, more...
#anxiety
#depression
#bipolar
#MentalHealth
#PTSD
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No Going Backs
Orion seems to have
Shifted
From the platform
Of yesteryear
Like shifts
In
Fear here
Or
There
Where there was
Snow
And there was know
Of frozen feelings of chosen dealings
With
Edge of the Earth
Pacts
Of no going
Backs
Shifted
From the platform
Of yesteryear
Like shifts
In
Fear here
Or
There
Where there was
Snow
And there was know
Of frozen feelings of chosen dealings
With
Edge of the Earth
Pacts
Of no going
Backs
#shadows
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Your picture f**king broke my soul
I sat on the balcony
legs between the bars,
sandals dangling
on the tips of my
toes, peeling the
label off bottle in my lap
a little weepy
because survival mode
kicked in
and it’s
numbing that fast.
You’re numbing that fast.
You have to.
You went that deep
and I can’t bleed out
on a balcony.
I hate that I’m so
good at not bleeding out.
I pick another strip off
the bottle, and I can’t
get the image of your
pain to leave;
the picture
of something ...
legs between the bars,
sandals dangling
on the tips of my
toes, peeling the
label off bottle in my lap
a little weepy
because survival mode
kicked in
and it’s
numbing that fast.
You’re numbing that fast.
You have to.
You went that deep
and I can’t bleed out
on a balcony.
I hate that I’m so
good at not bleeding out.
I pick another strip off
the bottle, and I can’t
get the image of your
pain to leave;
the picture
of something ...
#sadness
#love
#hurt
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White Buffalo
Roaming on a white cloud
No matter time of year
In the blistering sun
Or frozen sleet and snow
A spiritual sacred creature to call upon
That grazes on illness and ailment
Replaces uncertainty with tenacity
Bestowing bravery for your next step
To stampede into a war cry
Towards the cliff of cancer
Challenging it with strength
Mustered prayer and faith
To take the courageous leap
To be graced with hope
And a herd of
White Buffalo
No matter time of year
In the blistering sun
Or frozen sleet and snow
A spiritual sacred creature to call upon
That grazes on illness and ailment
Replaces uncertainty with tenacity
Bestowing bravery for your next step
To stampede into a war cry
Towards the cliff of cancer
Challenging it with strength
Mustered prayer and faith
To take the courageous leap
To be graced with hope
And a herd of
White Buffalo
#strength
#hope
#courage
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