#NoPoo Book 1 An ode to Gabriel
i had an unfortunate relationship with a boy who hung nazi flags in his room (and i tried to love him)
he got away with it
because he was brown
and it threw us off;
(or everyone in the scene
was just blind and blasé
to all type of fuckery)
an orphan of occupation
(his mother gave him up)
a lovesick puppy
he liked to set fires
wore skinhead fashions
green laces
in his doc martens
(i bought him those)
an adhd attention fiend
with antisocial personality
(and asperger's)
he pestered his way
out of the casual
why not
fuck zone
and i overlooked
and excused
his increasingly obvious
obsession
after all
he was obsessed with me too
bought me clothes
to buy my loyalty
bought me food
to buy my time
it was comical
but i fell for it
(boy
you wouldn’t be welcome
in the hitler youth)
it was a bit
(it wasn't)
i've come to realise
that shit wouldn't fly
in even his beloved
persecuted
palestine
because he was brown
and it threw us off;
(or everyone in the scene
was just blind and blasé
to all type of fuckery)
an orphan of occupation
(his mother gave him up)
a lovesick puppy
he liked to set fires
wore skinhead fashions
green laces
in his doc martens
(i bought him those)
an adhd attention fiend
with antisocial personality
(and asperger's)
he pestered his way
out of the casual
why not
fuck zone
and i overlooked
and excused
his increasingly obvious
obsession
after all
he was obsessed with me too
bought me clothes
to buy my loyalty
bought me food
to buy my time
it was comical
but i fell for it
(boy
you wouldn’t be welcome
in the hitler youth)
it was a bit
(it wasn't)
i've come to realise
that shit wouldn't fly
in even his beloved
persecuted
palestine
Written by anna_grin
(ANNAN)
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17.02.2021
4.28am
#NoPoo
the hour draws near
an unholy countdown
you were still asleep
you knew
I remember
all the words
so much pain, it hurts...
no food for days
it was better for you
without the mortal sheath
I miss you though
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4.28am
#NoPoo
the hour draws near
an unholy countdown
you were still asleep
you knew
I remember
all the words
so much pain, it hurts...
no food for days
it was better for you
without the mortal sheath
I miss you though
117
Anonymous
to err is human to take your life back is the truest renewal
when you fail
it's inevitable,
you consider yourself a failure
that 'ol college try
putting your nose to the grindstone
it takes work, just be creative
all things i heard
for year
after year
today would have been
13 years of marriage
of constantly hiding who i was
instead, it's a day steeped bright
in an acceptance
to fail and fail fucking hard
a reminder
that love is possible
and that i love myself, whole
(despite my hiccups)
also. i might be
one of the only people
to look at their old wedding pictures
with a forever renewed sense
of self understanding
when you fail
it's inevitable,
you consider yourself a failure
that 'ol college try
putting your nose to the grindstone
it takes work, just be creative
all things i heard
for year
after year
today would have been
13 years of marriage
of constantly hiding who i was
instead, it's a day steeped bright
in an acceptance
to fail and fail fucking hard
a reminder
that love is possible
and that i love myself, whole
(despite my hiccups)
also. i might be
one of the only people
to look at their old wedding pictures
with a forever renewed sense
of self understanding
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https://deepundergroundpoetry.com/poems/411024-those-underdogs-never-needed-fixing/
#NooPoo14
17.02.21
#NooPoo14
17.02.21
Just Because It's You
Mm... you are so tender to me
Enveloping me within your caressing words
Your scurried passion spinning me
My feet groundless on an axil
The gateway of my mind
Your sole entrance
Embraced shadows
Dancing to the beat of soft melodic utterance
I miss the absence of your presence
Tasting your sweeten whispers like drips of honey
Hearing your alluring essence
Beckoning me like a soothing waterfall
Waiting for me to cleanse in its awakening
I’ve touched the calling of destiny with my lips
The silhouette of my soul says come closer
Allow the wisps of your gentle winds
To bend me to your beautiful will
Enveloping me within your caressing words
Your scurried passion spinning me
My feet groundless on an axil
The gateway of my mind
Your sole entrance
Embraced shadows
Dancing to the beat of soft melodic utterance
I miss the absence of your presence
Tasting your sweeten whispers like drips of honey
Hearing your alluring essence
Beckoning me like a soothing waterfall
Waiting for me to cleanse in its awakening
I’ve touched the calling of destiny with my lips
The silhouette of my soul says come closer
Allow the wisps of your gentle winds
To bend me to your beautiful will
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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NoPoo #75 (02-17-21)
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A Life's Cycle (NoPoo 98)
soon to be compost
i am bio degradable
merging with the soil
i am bio degradable
merging with the soil
Written by AspergerPoet56
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lepperochan said:Thank the gods, I thought I missed your 100th
ladies and gentlemanly people’s many thanks for your continued participation. I have been away for a bit, hope to start contributing soon enough
Love you all
what kind of love ?🤔😁
jokes apart welcome back
and thank you and The Soulman's Soul for establishing this wonderful string.
ladies and gentlemanly people’s many thanks for your continued participation. I have been away for a bit, hope to start contributing soon enough
Love you all
what kind of love ?🤔😁
jokes apart welcome back
and thank you and The Soulman's Soul for establishing this wonderful string.
numb
.i
shit happens
.ii
when it's dawn
no point
fixing bed
.iii
one step one breath
one moment
at a time
and
some senses
must be ignored
man
makes own bed
time will decide
the moment
fair
is fair
so
is fate
laugh
and walk
...
shit happens
.ii
when it's dawn
no point
fixing bed
.iii
one step one breath
one moment
at a time
and
some senses
must be ignored
man
makes own bed
time will decide
the moment
fair
is fair
so
is fate
laugh
and walk
...
Written by cold_fusion
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Thu,18/02/2021
1040AEDST
NP#13
1040AEDST
NP#13
and so we live and breathe
until we don’t
(¥)
I jumped into the car
she asked if I’d feelings for her
and I felt ambushed
knew enough to shut the fuck up
at least til her two friends
jogged on
(@)
if I choose to forget
I’ll never remember
I can say that with conviction
(#)
saw it in her eyes
I’d already won
just a matter of time
til the goose came home
and cooked itself
#NoPoo. #thankyouall
until we don’t
(¥)
I jumped into the car
she asked if I’d feelings for her
and I felt ambushed
knew enough to shut the fuck up
at least til her two friends
jogged on
(@)
if I choose to forget
I’ll never remember
I can say that with conviction
(#)
saw it in her eyes
I’d already won
just a matter of time
til the goose came home
and cooked itself
#NoPoo. #thankyouall
18.02.2021
12.13pm
#NoPoo
Third month now
in this land of the headhunters
the 100th days
is celebrated
with a farewell feast
to speed the Soul to the hereafter
to live perhaps to be born again
Soul searched
through blustery wind on worlds
blinking in half lights
whispers of his name
echo and re-echo
halls of near remembrance
118
12.13pm
#NoPoo
Third month now
in this land of the headhunters
the 100th days
is celebrated
with a farewell feast
to speed the Soul to the hereafter
to live perhaps to be born again
Soul searched
through blustery wind on worlds
blinking in half lights
whispers of his name
echo and re-echo
halls of near remembrance
118
Anonymous
my friend used to wear a t-shirt that said "you can sleep when you're dead"
i'm too tired to sleep
the news is still
cold -
stark
today, the days
seemed
blended into one another
people morphing
into their chosen backgrounds
in, unassuming
the air was dense
almost solid
hard
is it the loneliness
missing you..
or the fact
that you're slowly fading
that's good for me?
what should be best...
at least until
i take a deep breath
and finally
fill my lungs of you
#Nopoo
2/17/21
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True Love, What Is It
True love, what is it
Emotions given unto another sweetly consumed bit by bit
That burning flame only one person has lit
A scent of one’s essence felt, however, not seen once it drifts
The smile, the eyes
Lost in rapture, union to be, already written in the skies
Ordained by kismet karma designs
The true essence of one’s soul to feel, enthrall, and be felt
The rhythm of bodies as souls blend and then softly melt
No, is it the arms, the hands
Upholding the heart when love is in demand
When life deals unkind and bitter reprimands
Is it the sensitive minds while on a pilgrimage to taste the Holy land
Is it the feet
The steps destiny has brought us pass the meet and greet
Hum, could it be the hue of a skin tone
Blinders on when awaited passion roams
In sync as minds, bodies, hearts echoes the same beautiful love song
Is it the body in motion
The temple of true devotion
The magnetic love potion
The twisting current when navigating inside the deep ocean
It is the essence of a spiritual combination
Soul to soul under one God, under one nation
Tears blending when words refuses to say
Bowing your heads together asking for the ordained union as you both pray
Either you have it, or you don’t
Beautiful minds think alike, some can’t, some won’t
Never realizing what true love is, so scavengers’ souls dance in the dark
You can’t cease cupid’s arrowing path, it's a zealous work of art
For some and for others, no end, no start
True love, what is it
Emotions given unto another sweetly consumed bit by bit
That burning flame only one person has lit
A scent of one’s essence felt, however, not seen once it drifts
The smile, the eyes
Lost in rapture, union to be, already written in the skies
Ordained by kismet karma designs
The true essence of one’s soul to feel, enthrall, and be felt
The rhythm of bodies as souls blend and then softly melt
No, is it the arms, the hands
Upholding the heart when love is in demand
When life deals unkind and bitter reprimands
Is it the sensitive minds while on a pilgrimage to taste the Holy land
Is it the feet
The steps destiny has brought us pass the meet and greet
Hum, could it be the hue of a skin tone
Blinders on when awaited passion roams
In sync as minds, bodies, hearts echoes the same beautiful love song
Is it the body in motion
The temple of true devotion
The magnetic love potion
The twisting current when navigating inside the deep ocean
It is the essence of a spiritual combination
Soul to soul under one God, under one nation
Tears blending when words refuses to say
Bowing your heads together asking for the ordained union as you both pray
Either you have it, or you don’t
Beautiful minds think alike, some can’t, some won’t
Never realizing what true love is, so scavengers’ souls dance in the dark
You can’t cease cupid’s arrowing path, it's a zealous work of art
For some and for others, no end, no start
True love, what is it
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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NoPoo #76 (02-18-21)
