Popular Stream Of Consciousness Poems
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On Your Timeline
Have you ever thought of time
As being a line
Crossing dimensions
In our minds...
A push and pull
At first, a feeling
A feeling
Unfamiliar
Yet familiar at the same time?
Separate lines parallel
Glide closer
Ever closer
To the one
Drawing nearer
To the time that divides
Night from day
Hunter from prey
Joy from dismay
Cut a line in the sand
And take my hand
For I will stop you
Drowning -
Losing time
As being a line
Crossing dimensions
In our minds...
A push and pull
At first, a feeling
A feeling
Unfamiliar
Yet familiar at the same time?
Separate lines parallel
Glide closer
Ever closer
To the one
Drawing nearer
To the time that divides
Night from day
Hunter from prey
Joy from dismay
Cut a line in the sand
And take my hand
For I will stop you
Drowning -
Losing time
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On My Way Home
On My Way Home
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Better
When I first met you
I didn’t know what to say
You question everything I do
To make me better
That’s what you’d say
I never knew there was someone
Like you
Now I do
You told me who you were
You told me how you really feel
How torn up and hurt you were
You let me in to reveal
That I was the one to guide you to become
Better than you were
Better right now
I didn’t want to hear you say those words
I couldn’t be the one to let you down
I...
I didn’t know what to say
You question everything I do
To make me better
That’s what you’d say
I never knew there was someone
Like you
Now I do
You told me who you were
You told me how you really feel
How torn up and hurt you were
You let me in to reveal
That I was the one to guide you to become
Better than you were
Better right now
I didn’t want to hear you say those words
I couldn’t be the one to let you down
I...
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Me on Monday Mornings
Do I look like I need coffee?
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My Thoughts
Down in the dark depths of the earth
Down where hurt and despair lies
Torrential rain storms and earthquakes
Relentless fires in the skies
Where can I turn for comfort?
Who will help me in my despair
I help everyone with my brand of comfort
I always wonder if anyone cared
I close my eyes and breathe a breath of peace
I wake in a garden far off in the east
There is a lake and a woman whose beauty is rare
She calls to me in my time of despair
“Daughter, be still. You have a job to do
When it is over, you will...
Down where hurt and despair lies
Torrential rain storms and earthquakes
Relentless fires in the skies
Where can I turn for comfort?
Who will help me in my despair
I help everyone with my brand of comfort
I always wonder if anyone cared
I close my eyes and breathe a breath of peace
I wake in a garden far off in the east
There is a lake and a woman whose beauty is rare
She calls to me in my time of despair
“Daughter, be still. You have a job to do
When it is over, you will...
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fade
I kinda hate myself most of the time
not in dramatic ways that make good stories
just the constant background noise
of knowin exactly who I am
each breath I take feels stolen
taken from lungs more deservin of air
each heartbeat an unpaid debt
countin all of my wasted time
my touch turns the world to ash
crumblin beneath poisoned fingers
leavin nothin but gray remains
where warmth once lived
what grace there would be in vanishin
what kindness in disappearin
like nightmares with the mornin sun ...
not in dramatic ways that make good stories
just the constant background noise
of knowin exactly who I am
each breath I take feels stolen
taken from lungs more deservin of air
each heartbeat an unpaid debt
countin all of my wasted time
my touch turns the world to ash
crumblin beneath poisoned fingers
leavin nothin but gray remains
where warmth once lived
what grace there would be in vanishin
what kindness in disappearin
like nightmares with the mornin sun ...
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Your Choice
What are you doing
When you go out there without me
How are you feeling
when you reach for someone who is not me
She doesn’t touch the same
She doesn’t fuck the same
She doesn’t call your name
Like I call your name
What are you doing
When you need me to breathe
How are you feeling
When I am not in arms, reach
You chose, and I should not regret
I should not get upset
This is what I get
When we met
I said no from the moment you said, “Hi”
You kept pursuing, and I thought I would...
When you go out there without me
How are you feeling
when you reach for someone who is not me
She doesn’t touch the same
She doesn’t fuck the same
She doesn’t call your name
Like I call your name
What are you doing
When you need me to breathe
How are you feeling
When I am not in arms, reach
You chose, and I should not regret
I should not get upset
This is what I get
When we met
I said no from the moment you said, “Hi”
You kept pursuing, and I thought I would...
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forged in fury
I still crave destruction
longin for shattered glass
and crumblin dry wall
beneath raw knuckles
starvin the monster inside
has taught it to pace quieter
but hasn’t fully silenced its growl
my veins still pulse with an ancient fury
chained by nothin but will
a predator stalkin behind bars of bone
captor and captive
warden that shares my breath
I often wake with it stirrin under my skin
taste of chaos on my tongue
scrapin against my ribcage
my face reveals an uneasy alliance
man and...
longin for shattered glass
and crumblin dry wall
beneath raw knuckles
starvin the monster inside
has taught it to pace quieter
but hasn’t fully silenced its growl
my veins still pulse with an ancient fury
chained by nothin but will
a predator stalkin behind bars of bone
captor and captive
warden that shares my breath
I often wake with it stirrin under my skin
taste of chaos on my tongue
scrapin against my ribcage
my face reveals an uneasy alliance
man and...
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too much
he sits by the pool
notebook balanced on his knee
pen in hand and lost in thought
unaware what he is feedin these pages
his nature fills these words
not with madness and genius
but with the quiet moments after his storms
when he's searchin for himself
his fingers find melodies no one else knows
playin what dictates his soul
no sheet music to guide him
just raw feelin translated in song
a look in his eyes like he’s burnin alive
speaks of not belongin to this place
in his alienation
there’s a...
notebook balanced on his knee
pen in hand and lost in thought
unaware what he is feedin these pages
his nature fills these words
not with madness and genius
but with the quiet moments after his storms
when he's searchin for himself
his fingers find melodies no one else knows
playin what dictates his soul
no sheet music to guide him
just raw feelin translated in song
a look in his eyes like he’s burnin alive
speaks of not belongin to this place
in his alienation
there’s a...
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inconvenient
emptiness has weight
it settles in my chest
pourin concrete into the places
where breath should be
this isn’t sadness
this is forgettin how to be human
while remainin inconveniently alive
it’s the ache in my bones
the quiet scream of the days
draggin like shadows
too heavy to escape
and here I am
inconvenient
it settles in my chest
pourin concrete into the places
where breath should be
this isn’t sadness
this is forgettin how to be human
while remainin inconveniently alive
it’s the ache in my bones
the quiet scream of the days
draggin like shadows
too heavy to escape
and here I am
inconvenient
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Tantalus
please make it stop please
no let me keep it forever
it pulses thru me like lightnin
caught between solid ground and endless air
each cell blazes with that simple image
feet on the edge with arms spread wide
no words exist for this current
racin up my spine
joltin thru nerve endins
the same sensation that tore me from sleep
now refuses to release me
I shake from the weight of this feelin
intense and violent
tremblin hands reach for meanin in empty air
as another wave crashes thru my chest
...
no let me keep it forever
it pulses thru me like lightnin
caught between solid ground and endless air
each cell blazes with that simple image
feet on the edge with arms spread wide
no words exist for this current
racin up my spine
joltin thru nerve endins
the same sensation that tore me from sleep
now refuses to release me
I shake from the weight of this feelin
intense and violent
tremblin hands reach for meanin in empty air
as another wave crashes thru my chest
...
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In Silence
Just because I sit in silence does not mean I'm not here
Just because I sit in silence does not mean I can't hear
I sit in silence to gather my thoughts
I sit in silence watching all sorts
My silence speaks volumes
Do you not hear me?
Just because I sit in silence does not mean I can't hear
I sit in silence to gather my thoughts
I sit in silence watching all sorts
My silence speaks volumes
Do you not hear me?
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