#NoPoo for Gabriel Book two -Invictus-
(NoPoo 220) Distorted
fear, heavy on my mind
thoughts, distorted
by chemical imbalances
inagination building pathways .
to darker worlds .
nightmares tweaked, refined
given licence destroying
the bridges of sanity
running around, memories burning
leaving ashes far behibd
this darkness is getting colder
Icy veins feeling numb
innocence no longer alive
death has such bittersweet complications .
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fear, heavy on my mind
thoughts, distorted
by chemical imbalances
inagination building pathways .
to darker worlds .
nightmares tweaked, refined
given licence destroying
the bridges of sanity
running around, memories burning
leaving ashes far behibd
this darkness is getting colder
Icy veins feeling numb
innocence no longer alive
death has such bittersweet complications .
Unique word count 52
Total word count 52
227
22.6.2021
8.17pm
#NoPoo
Rested
memories of wishes
to dance on a moonlit beach
swaying to the sounds
of incessant waves
feet twinkling in the light
stars above
as scattered disco lights
soft sighing melody
lighting our dance
tracing footsteps on sand
rested on your shoulder
my weary head
22.6.2021
8.17pm
#NoPoo
Rested
memories of wishes
to dance on a moonlit beach
swaying to the sounds
of incessant waves
feet twinkling in the light
stars above
as scattered disco lights
soft sighing melody
lighting our dance
tracing footsteps on sand
rested on your shoulder
my weary head
(NoPoo 223) Panic
Panic attacks
Feeling so exposed
Reason seems far away
Like a spot on the sun
Just visible
Difficulty breathing
World is spinning
Senses are dizzy
Flashes before naked eyes
Brings more unfounded fears
Hallucinations pepper sanity
Inconsiderate anomalies burning
Falling into dark voids
With fearful thoughts
Weapping tightly around me
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Panic attacks
Feeling so exposed
Reason seems far away
Like a spot on the sun
Just visible
Difficulty breathing
World is spinning
Senses are dizzy
Flashes before naked eyes
Brings more unfounded fears
Hallucinations pepper sanity
Inconsiderate anomalies burning
Falling into dark voids
With fearful thoughts
Weapping tightly around me
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Total word count 50
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228
23.6.2021
#NoPoo
Glory
what is glory ,
for me to go
will my sleep be deep
and my dreams long
will lovers be spurned
by another before the other
will broken promises
be mended and made right
when I say goodnight
for the last time
will I wake up
to see your face
23.6.2021
#NoPoo
Glory
what is glory ,
for me to go
will my sleep be deep
and my dreams long
will lovers be spurned
by another before the other
will broken promises
be mended and made right
when I say goodnight
for the last time
will I wake up
to see your face
Anonymous
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Aspersion.
'Tis densely rife
of once stalwart breath
heaviness
weighs upon thorny plunder
Thine own hand—
perchance spun of golden fate,
tied and earthbound— in verity of;
O'Ye hearts of thieving stardust
Thou art cast of iwis stone
and found lesser by jade(d) scruple
Aye, frozen just, to one's own sin
deepest thereinto
Such lies the crux, herein;
the marrow of the marrow
precarious, thee skirt'd twattle
tempted soft in lesser laud
as soothfast whisper's calms the air
slowly rising, defined beats asunder;
bleak in part is hollow
parted thereto in sorrow
flares obvious 'tis dark intent
still, I reign of fullest mighty
where thine own soul—
glows in esurient soulfulness
and blinded righteous,
those beastly eynes
kindly, from first thy purpose
beseeched pure,
my wings
betwixt valor and virtue
So fair,
thine ardent
streaming
colors–
streaked
of all and every violet promise
Written by Bluevelvete
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(NoPoo 224) Walking Home
Last night bus long gone
Walking on cold wet cobble stones
Morning creeping up slowly
World waking to my lonely trek home
Freezing snow flakes falling
Old buildings shadow the path
Heritage built in stone
Traditions kept alive for tourists
Living breathing history taken seriously
Nothing interesting ever really dies
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Last night bus long gone
Walking on cold wet cobble stones
Morning creeping up slowly
World waking to my lonely trek home
Freezing snow flakes falling
Old buildings shadow the path
Heritage built in stone
Traditions kept alive for tourists
Living breathing history taken seriously
Nothing interesting ever really dies
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Total Word Count 50
dubiousness
Harsh, is the residue of doubt
Sticky and corrosive
How it seeps so deeply
Inching into a subconscious
Affects that linger—
to twist and furl
Entangling thoughts
Darkening a souls luster
Ensnarling a heart
Squeezing surety's essence
as confidence wanes
with every strangled beat
Weakening a resolve
Questions are left unasked
and answers left devoid
unknown,
in all the probing uncertainty
#Nopoo (#223)
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(NoPoo 225) No Ripples
no affect on reality
whatever ripple effect there is
designed not to register
undetected utterences
just delivers silence
repeating tragedy disturbs nothing
everything stands still
wheels turn slowly for me
memories are fading echoes
that seems so diatant
rescue never quite happens
haunting ghosts laughing
it's phantom living
an existence between storms
battered soul bleeding away
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no affect on reality
whatever ripple effect there is
designed not to register
undetected utterences
just delivers silence
repeating tragedy disturbs nothing
everything stands still
wheels turn slowly for me
memories are fading echoes
that seems so diatant
rescue never quite happens
haunting ghosts laughing
it's phantom living
an existence between storms
battered soul bleeding away
Unique word count 56
Total word count 56
Anonymous
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229
24.6.2021
7.42pm
#NoPoo
Bond
there is a bond between the cold and the grey
a connection between the deep and the abyss
when you look down at them or into them
you want to touch the the whirling debris
made of your own useless regrets
memories are like that too
they're like sepia photographs
hanging on the wall
24.6.2021
7.42pm
#NoPoo
Bond
there is a bond between the cold and the grey
a connection between the deep and the abyss
when you look down at them or into them
you want to touch the the whirling debris
made of your own useless regrets
memories are like that too
they're like sepia photographs
hanging on the wall
I can bear my own pain
been doing it for years
bouncing from one thing
to another
I know how to push it down
drown it with chemicals
It’s the kid’s pain
that breaks my shoulders
cos I can feel every bit of it
when I look in their eyes
or when their voice cracks a little
and yeah, there’s tears
when no one is looking
but I haven’t cried yet
I just hope I have enough
of whatever is keeping me calm
for the next couple of days
til it’s all over
(0)
she’s laid out nice
looks like she could wake up
any minute now and fix her makeup
to her own high standards
#NoPoo
been doing it for years
bouncing from one thing
to another
I know how to push it down
drown it with chemicals
It’s the kid’s pain
that breaks my shoulders
cos I can feel every bit of it
when I look in their eyes
or when their voice cracks a little
and yeah, there’s tears
when no one is looking
but I haven’t cried yet
I just hope I have enough
of whatever is keeping me calm
for the next couple of days
til it’s all over
(0)
she’s laid out nice
looks like she could wake up
any minute now and fix her makeup
to her own high standards
#NoPoo
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