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Bluevelvete
Bluevelvete
Dangerous Mind
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the folly of preparation

I count out the minutes of strengthening
perhaps an attempt to organize my mind
or a restructure of my inner sense of self
I steel my backbone
and try and steady my hand
icy, are the waters that run through my veins
a foreshadowing~
nay a premonition
yet, even in all that preparation
still, the truest unexpectation

                                     —was you.





#NoPoo 7:29pm EST
12/3/2020

poet Anonymous

04.12.2020
1215 AEDST
the midday sun

just don't look
for it ain't
in a position
to help any one
with the directions
for it is
at its zenith

nope
it ain't his fault
for aiming and reaching
the peak
it is but nature
when at peak
you can't help but be
just there



#NoPoo



SweetKittyCat5
SweetKittyCat5
Tyrant of Words
United States
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Returning Back To Life

I need another beautiful vacation
Where time stood still
No alarm clock as my awakening morning song
The traffic of New York blaring horns
No taxi cab to drive my Mazda 5 around
No detours, no delays be that it may
My Marilyn Monroe onesie to hug me in warmth
On my computer from sunrise to sunset
Working out marveling in the views reflected from my bay window
Watching as everyone’s feet peddled to the ground
No school quizzes, exams, studying, lectures
or PowerPoint presentations
No staff to oversee, no dilemmas to solve before 5:00
No conference calls to make, listen in on
No Medicare files to sign off on for services rendered
No knocks on my office doors to solve related issues
Mm… I loved the sound of silence
No payroll submission
No one knew my name but myself

I was free as a bird, until I landed back into reality
----------------bummer

Napoo #9 (12-03-20)

AspergerPoet56
AspergerPoet56
Dangerous Mind
United Kingdom
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A Masochist Of Love (NoPoo 23)

bloody broken heart
beating painfully onwards
love ls sadistic
Written by AspergerPoet56
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poet Anonymous

4.12.2020 - 5:50am

That toilet roll that’s
hash-tagged NoPoo
that for blowing your nose

Grace
Grace
Idryad
Guardian of Shadows
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4.12.2020
5pm
#NoPoo

Gossamer was my favourite word
hair, dress it applied
yours was everything
cryptic
bold and descriptive
skins and bones
but now
all of this are as discards, words forgotten on the cold indifferent ground
stirred only by the footsteps of my memory

poet Anonymous

4.12.2020 - 8:42am

“Anxiety”

Build shelves
just to keep ash in its tray
when it looks like a bowl
and put the cigarette out
under a tap
before throwing it in the bin

poet Anonymous

4.12.2020 - 1:15pm

“Nothing personal”

A good job was done
at telling me who they were
said it was nothing personal
that I couldn’t see
their memories

Grace
Grace
Idryad
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5.12.2020
12.41am
#NoPoo

write a poem
read something boring
to make yourself  sleep
I told myself
mockers
they giggled from cracks on the wall
and I turn back to stare
at white noise
on air
is there a crossroad
somewhere
I'm ready to make a deal

poet Anonymous




#NoPoo/ 041220
::(breathes) in & out::



so. yes.  nature..

has its own ways

in its alternating
'rhythmic chaos'

   ..a pure irony

see, soon after the just over melodic fest
of a series of lighted lamping lampistry..
(a diwali of the difficult distancing times.. )

comes storming,  these..

laments lurking in the dark
in deep sighs.. onto the agigating
hard cancerous black nights


but listen... yes listen
to the background of it all  
of this self in a(n)
(seeming) uproar:

it's the smoothest silken
murmurings of a silence
  a sacred melancholy  

chants of Sanskrit mantras
that's 'in' the breathing in




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*p.s: Lep & all good poetic souls here, sorry was not contributing here for days.. sure chaotic hard times.. had left du & hopefully back again? dunn know.  just need to say, love writing my part of scribble for this thread whenever am here ..as tribute for Soul's soul.. & as selfless poetic flexing.. in all light & love. prayers for all these times.

Bluevelvete
Bluevelvete
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Where the FUCK is the reprieve?
The one little break-
For someone of tender's mercies, to make
I can relate well, to this bullshit forsake
Oh I've been here,
In this mirror held pleading method before
.....and rosary bead rolling?. ...
No .... no more!
Where is IT this time??!!
I demand it, GODDAMMIT!
I'll trade... I've already said it...

           ..... as pleas go unheard...






#NoPoo
12/4/2020
4:48pm EST

SweetKittyCat5
SweetKittyCat5
Tyrant of Words
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Thief Of Hearts

He stole my prize possession
With no regards of my feelings or hesitation
He knew that was my leverage for obsession
Return it, please give it back
How it was stolen, is enough to send the mind totally out of whack

Now I have no defense of attack while basking in pleasure, my carnal shared snacks
This robbery has derailed me completely off track

My priceless jewel in life to admire
My secret weapon for a mind to succumb under its fire and desire
Gemologists couldn’t place a price tag on the item to thoroughly acquire
Report has been filed
Given an inch, took a mile
To take what does not belong to you, it’s considered a crime

You will now do the time
It will be more than paying any hefty fine

I do have your number
I will haunt your body while at rest and in slumber
It’s not over, as it would seem
How does it feel to wake up each night from an unfulfilled wet dream
An endless volcanic pearly stream

Euphoric in the aftermath as it freely flows
Silken sheets full of evidence when your eyes are tightly closed

Get him, that’s the man
Pulled me in with words, the heart did not quite understand
So, he stole it, did not advise me of the sensitive side effects
I refuse to live with such a dreadful concept
Now he may do with it as he pleases
My body surrendering unto his teases
A snap of his fingers I’m down on my knees

Sir, is every word she says true
She knew the risks, yet, she had me twisted first and then fooled

I stole hers before she stole mine
In the beginning we made beautiful music, a muse to wine and dine
She chose to step down off her throne
Pleasure seeking in the jungle where the nature of a hungry beast roams
Mister, once again, where is this heart
She can have it back, although, it may need a jump start

Gasps of shock, one couldn’t ever believe
Snatched from within, only now to emotional bleed

All’s fair in love and war
You step into my monarch prepare for an army of feelings, emotions, sentiments and more
That ought to keep any thief of hearts away
Strike his heart first to make him say
I won’t climb through that window ever again
It did feel so good as he parted, and then deeply sank into my passionate soft skin

As a thief will thinketh, hum… the door is still unlocked
Who could afford in life to emotionally block

A thief to capture a spiraling heart, netting it in a mental tailspin
Isn’t this how a thief usually begins
A stolen bag of hearts, hopefully yours will not be included  within

Nopoo #10 (12-05-20)

poet Anonymous

5.12.2020 - 6:39am

“Not a good analogy”

I knew I would have got the hate
compared to others on auto-pilot
family member trying his hand
at a bit of poetry
and wrote he wished he could
go back to simpler times
like being excited at the
arcades on the 2p machines
because it isn’t as fun anymore
Having been the only one
that could see with constructive criticism
I said I don’t see how
wanting to spend more than five pounds
in them machines to get a toy out
that cost a pound is simpler times
but I paid you some attention
and hope you’re alright

UnleashedHeathen
UnleashedHeathen
Fire of Insight
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12/04/20 11:59pm

Left:

I felt the cold breeze you blew my way
Not the first chill I’ve felt since you came
and it won’t be the last freeze  
but couldn’t you have shut the door
when you walked out on me?

Grace
Grace
Idryad
Guardian of Shadows
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5.12.2020
5.46pm
#NoPoo

How long will we have together...
you once said pretty much forever
how long did we have...
we had until the end
I wish it was a little more than forever

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