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FeNyX
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 4:11am
18th Jun 2021 4:11am
Personal Update
Not looking for sympathy, just explaining ... been a hell couple of weeks personally ... sadly becoming more frequent with this random ass disease ... so am (ok) ... just hard to focus on other things when you are trying to immerse yourself in things that help you forget the pain ... last December and June were similar so I expect more of the same and each a bit worse than the last ... and the in-between times are their own roller coaster of lesser, but no less frustrating issues ... when I don't post or write now, 9 out of 10 times it's because I'm struggling with above ...
Love...
Love...
#love
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chihiro_angel
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 5:42am
18th Jun 2021 5:42am
Ghost
She ran through the streets
in the darkness of night,
seeing the ghost of her past.
She returned her gaze
to where she had come from,
but she felt compelled
to return to the past,
hoping that this time things would be different.
in the darkness of night,
seeing the ghost of her past.
She returned her gaze
to where she had come from,
but she felt compelled
to return to the past,
hoping that this time things would be different.
#hope
#TimeHeals
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RagingFlames
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 11:22pm
17th Jun 2021 11:22pm
Recurring dream
I had this dream…
A few days ago I had this weird dream
I was with my child hood best friend (ex)
And we where back in our home town…
We met up and fucked it was a lucid dream
It felt so real and I remember it so vividly like it had actually happened
We had gone two rounds and made her bf leave.
Well last night… I had a continuation of that
We were here in my current town. (Which is even more weird cause we both moved to this state.)
We had gone to this party and she was making out with her best friend
I thought it was hot… ...
A few days ago I had this weird dream
I was with my child hood best friend (ex)
And we where back in our home town…
We met up and fucked it was a lucid dream
It felt so real and I remember it so vividly like it had actually happened
We had gone two rounds and made her bf leave.
Well last night… I had a continuation of that
We were here in my current town. (Which is even more weird cause we both moved to this state.)
We had gone to this party and she was making out with her best friend
I thought it was hot… ...
#dreams
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VirgiliusMaro
Poem Published
7th Mar 2021 7:17pm
7th Mar 2021 7:17pm
Precipice
The shrapnel of war
is the fallout
that severs
the life of the heart
that rattles the trust
of the soldier
in the glorious mysteries
of nature
when the startling crash
of thunder
perceived as charges
of gunshot
in the remorseless clang
of artillery
transfix
the young soldier transforming
debasing
becomes his own weaponry
encamping
in the trenchant war ground
that lays waste
in the abyss
of his soul.
is the fallout
that severs
the life of the heart
that rattles the trust
of the soldier
in the glorious mysteries
of nature
when the startling crash
of thunder
perceived as charges
of gunshot
in the remorseless clang
of artillery
transfix
the young soldier transforming
debasing
becomes his own weaponry
encamping
in the trenchant war ground
that lays waste
in the abyss
of his soul.
#sadness
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FeNyX
Poem Published
3rd Jun 2021 7:35pm
3rd Jun 2021 7:35pm
A Day In The Life Or How I lived Through High School
(1982-1986+)
Yeah I'm old ... but I remember those days vividly. I was on natural full hormone therapy so a lot of my time was spent staring at women. Braless, panty lines, bending over, walking away, sideways into button bloused caches of mysterious wonderment. I learned how to look a girl in the eyes while her nipples poked through her T-Shirt. No small feat even today.
Sex seemed even more everywhere than todays online porn culture, with most advertisements screaming sexual innuendos and double entendres like a middle school boys club. I genuinely...
Yeah I'm old ... but I remember those days vividly. I was on natural full hormone therapy so a lot of my time was spent staring at women. Braless, panty lines, bending over, walking away, sideways into button bloused caches of mysterious wonderment. I learned how to look a girl in the eyes while her nipples poked through her T-Shirt. No small feat even today.
Sex seemed even more everywhere than todays online porn culture, with most advertisements screaming sexual innuendos and double entendres like a middle school boys club. I genuinely...
#love
#LifeStruggles
#LifeCycle
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Garsaun
Poem Published
15th Jun 2021 6:00pm
15th Jun 2021 6:00pm
Garsaun Presario Quotes-2021
Seek wisdom and knowledge, for these things strengthen a man from within."
Gar'saun Pre'sario-2021
"Never be afraid to stand-up for what you believe in, he that shows courage, shows the value of leadership in troubled times."
Gar'saun Pre'sario-2021
"Respect is a man's way of acknowledging another man's worth and equality."
Gar'saun Pre'sario-2021
"The truth has no fear, walk in purpose and stand firm on your beliefs."
Gar'saun Pre'sario-2021
"Jealousy is the thought process of an individual who views their own success as...
Gar'saun Pre'sario-2021
"Never be afraid to stand-up for what you believe in, he that shows courage, shows the value of leadership in troubled times."
Gar'saun Pre'sario-2021
"Respect is a man's way of acknowledging another man's worth and equality."
Gar'saun Pre'sario-2021
"The truth has no fear, walk in purpose and stand firm on your beliefs."
Gar'saun Pre'sario-2021
"Jealousy is the thought process of an individual who views their own success as...
#strength
#inspirational
#uplifting
#meditation
#wisdom
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Lozzamus
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 10:49pm
18th Jun 2021 10:49pm
Homeless, The First Time (Part 3)
Okay,' one of my relatives said when I finished explaining. 'There's a student hostel in Kensington. Get a taxi over and we'll meet you there.'
That night, I travelled by taxi to the student hostel in Kensington, but I didn't there stay for long. I had no way of paying the rent. I found Kensington a lonely place to be.
I attempted to get a job selling paintings on the south side of London, but when I arrived at headquarters to start work, the firm didn't have my details and refused to hire me. Given the long list of phobias, I don't really see how the job could have...
That night, I travelled by taxi to the student hostel in Kensington, but I didn't there stay for long. I had no way of paying the rent. I found Kensington a lonely place to be.
I attempted to get a job selling paintings on the south side of London, but when I arrived at headquarters to start work, the firm didn't have my details and refused to hire me. Given the long list of phobias, I don't really see how the job could have...
#anxiety
#homelessness
#PTSD #fear
#PTSD #fear
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githu27_lm
Poem Published
17th Jun 2021 5:38am
17th Jun 2021 5:38am
I'm not ready for a Pet.
I am not ready for a pet….
some mornings I wake up
jumping out of my bed.
I stare at the sun for too long through the open windows.
But there are mornings,
when I don't wake up at all… .
My body,too heavy and the ceiling, too nice.
No, I am not ready for a pet…
If I used to love you and we don't talk anymore,you probably don't know this.
I tend to love too hard and break too much.
If another life leaves me on my own,
my body might survive…
But my soul, it is covered in bruises, I am afraid that there is no...
some mornings I wake up
jumping out of my bed.
I stare at the sun for too long through the open windows.
But there are mornings,
when I don't wake up at all… .
My body,too heavy and the ceiling, too nice.
No, I am not ready for a pet…
If I used to love you and we don't talk anymore,you probably don't know this.
I tend to love too hard and break too much.
If another life leaves me on my own,
my body might survive…
But my soul, it is covered in bruises, I am afraid that there is no...
#loneliness
#heartbroken
#confusion
#emptiness
#fear
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Bon_Mot
Poem Published
18th Jun 2021 11:51pm
18th Jun 2021 11:51pm
A Cynic's Advice On Love.
If you must fall in love, try to avoid any emotional involvement.
Love’s like a litter box; looks fine on the surface, but lots of shit beneath.
Love teaches pain; too many become avid learners.
The amount of love expended is proportional to the vulnerability accrued.
Love takes a psychic toll; please have exact change ready.
The more you wager on love, the more you stand to lose.
Love is a 4 letter word.
If you don’t love yourself, don’t expect to be loved by anyone else.
Confuse “lust” with “love” and you will be f**ked twice.
Never underestimate...
Love’s like a litter box; looks fine on the surface, but lots of shit beneath.
Love teaches pain; too many become avid learners.
The amount of love expended is proportional to the vulnerability accrued.
Love takes a psychic toll; please have exact change ready.
The more you wager on love, the more you stand to lose.
Love is a 4 letter word.
If you don’t love yourself, don’t expect to be loved by anyone else.
Confuse “lust” with “love” and you will be f**ked twice.
Never underestimate...
#love
#lover
#wisdom
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FeNyX
Poem Published
5th Jun 2021 6:50pm
5th Jun 2021 6:50pm
Home At 1am Or No One's Name On That One
Home At 1am Or No One's Name On That One
I could have left earlier, but I hated going home. At 15 freedom had narrow windows, which I pushed to the limit and beyond. I was James Bond with all the gadgets and prescience. Zukof ... Alan Zukof ... lol
I was hyper aware and in great shape, though I didn't think so then. There was always better around the next corner, next bend in the road, next girl. A fatal flaw that I used to drive me then, until I learned better. Feats of athletic wonder did little to impress gangs and bullies on the...
I could have left earlier, but I hated going home. At 15 freedom had narrow windows, which I pushed to the limit and beyond. I was James Bond with all the gadgets and prescience. Zukof ... Alan Zukof ... lol
I was hyper aware and in great shape, though I didn't think so then. There was always better around the next corner, next bend in the road, next girl. A fatal flaw that I used to drive me then, until I learned better. Feats of athletic wonder did little to impress gangs and bullies on the...
#love
#LifeStruggles
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randyjohnson
Poem Published
12th Jun 2021 5:26pm
12th Jun 2021 5:26pm
Norman's Demise
I had an uncle. His name was Norman Greene. He died twenty years ago today on June 12, 2001. He was fifty-six. Norman smoked three or four packs of cigarettes each day. He died of lung cancer. A doctor misdiagnosed Norman. He told Mom that Norman had TB. A few days later, we were informed about the misdiagnosis, and that Norman actually had lung cancer. Norman died about two weeks later.
Norman and I had something in common. Schizophrenia. My type of Schizophrenia is Paranoid Schizophrenia. It's possible that Norman's Schizophrenia was a different type than mine. Norman's...
Norman and I had something in common. Schizophrenia. My type of Schizophrenia is Paranoid Schizophrenia. It's possible that Norman's Schizophrenia was a different type than mine. Norman's...
#death
#MentalHealth
#cancer #nonfiction
#cancer #nonfiction
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4Her411
Poem Published
11th Jun 2021 6:48am
11th Jun 2021 6:48am
Happy anniversary to my everything
Happy anniversary to my everything
Through out the years I've expressed to you
depth of my love and the need of yours
your need now exceeds that I dreamed
a strong and lasting love I valued
now rings true in a love you find greater value
that surprised you in the joy your own love brings
to seeing the depth how much you care for me
now you don't always have to say it
the way you show it brings essence
my love has changed for you as well
its become more develop and more mature
does my mood swing make you what maturity ...
Through out the years I've expressed to you
depth of my love and the need of yours
your need now exceeds that I dreamed
a strong and lasting love I valued
now rings true in a love you find greater value
that surprised you in the joy your own love brings
to seeing the depth how much you care for me
now you don't always have to say it
the way you show it brings essence
my love has changed for you as well
its become more develop and more mature
does my mood swing make you what maturity ...
#happiness
#FallingInLove
#support
#respect
#FirstLove
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DU Poetry : Least Read Non-Fiction Prose: Short Stories, Diary Entries and Letters
