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Daytime Depression - #5
You made me feel in a way
Something I didn’t realize till the next day
And long after your car drove away
Your scent lingers in my hair
God, I wish you were here
-mal harris
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Wing It
#14
Good muses make good poets, maybe that is why they inspired better poetry than they wrote.
-S.M.
Her vision- soft lilac meadows of violet thunder, sounds like a tall glass of gin and terror. The softened cotton of her soul- a river much too pink, sticky and sweet, flowed through her veins. Each breath stuck, each drop of life adhering to the walls of her bismuth being- geometric rainbows aglow.
Sometimes it hurt to see it all, be it all and so she said,’what pain greater than the loss of all this beauty?’ and thus she persisted, like the elixir of having it all while owning nothing at all.
-I make it all up anyway, don’t I?
you have no excuse not to be an artist, stop running from what you can create.
r.p.
Embossed pity party invitations Excuses, made-up prettily Apologies applied as an afterthought After trying to force the other Party to admit it was their fault Invitations unaccepted Excuses rejected Apologies intercepted I see through it all It’s all to keep self-image protected
Laughable Transparency
people say that i force myself towards toxic things and negative thoughts and i ruin every good thing that ever happens to me on purpose, i don’t trust myself and the world to ever make me or let me be happy and most of the times they are correct but how do i see the positive when everything that is supposedly positive for everyone has always somehow ended up being negative for me how do i see the good in goodbye when all that has ever done to me has left me crying on my bathroom floor, lonely how do i see that two negatives make a positive when two negatives have always been bigger negatives i don’t have any other way to survive than by just being miserable
justscribbledwords
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If truth was built from stone
hewn from marble
shaped with care
then lies would dissipate
evaporate
float away on clouds
return to air.
If love was formed from water
flowed like a river
quenched our thirst
then hate would disintegrate
dehydrate
devolve to dust
return to earth.
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Rhymingtherapy ~ 2017
Do you ever sense a gnawing at your fingers, awakening you in the night, such penetrating feeling of words tumbling within the mind’s cup, searching for that perfect toss to translate thought to beauty?
And should you succeed, will it ever be sufficient? Why each night must the game be replayed, the heart pining for a better way to set the world ablaze in vibrant meaning?
The gambler’s dream // Rhapsodyinblue45 10/20/17
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Brother
I new him like I knew myself
When we were young with no one else
He pushed and fought it seemed.
I knew him less then I knew myself
As we grew older collecting wealth
As I pushed and fought it seemed.
When he died, me by his side
I looked into his hazel eyes
We didn’t push or fight anymore.
He held my hand
Whispered, I love you Dan
And he gave me back myself.
