So swiftly we judge and gaze upon one another
Fighting like strangers, like sisters and brothers
Love is that, a fight a day
Only hearts true wishes make it light the way
For one is simply here to enjoy our time
We sit, laugh, love and cry
We joke we kid we love and we hate
But one day we will all have the same of fate
Never have I felt such passion for a life barley lived like I feel at this time
I claim it as a life which is truly mine
A feeling like this is truly divine.
Weigh the possibilities The outcomes of the similes.. as albums of abilities An anguish of ethnicities.. The strangest home held blissfully Tells tales.. with poems of history I won’t fail alone.. It sickens me Insatiable omens stick with me Drink ale with Odin.. sip the tea Unveil the chosen litanies A gale arose to rip it free But sailed it home.. like ship at sea A faithfully grown antiquity & aged to atone officially
If I slit my wrist my army leg I wouldn't laugh I wouldn't beg, id lay there silent sit there tough id cut again its never enough I listen to the words you scream as we were once a united team. But then it gave as days pass slow, the wisdom grew for all to know, and when the silence broke its clone was you not I that threw the stone.
I'm not much of a poet myself, full disclosure. My short story writings are mostly better than my attempts at poetry
I sit here silent with out a voice with out the words to make the choice, I slide again across my skin the parting flesh makes me cringe blood red tears line my lap and others watching refuse to clap. some thing lively twisted dead was no cut but an emply head.
Silence fills an open room the days are numbered days of gloom, those happy smiles once were there but neither give nor neither care. Simple wishes vanish past the future came in but did not last. With every light in deep dark moon a new rhythm new tune, plays along a broken sound from speakers blasting with out a pound. Hammers of heavy and hearts of weak close there eyes refuse to peak; the wisdom of a thousand lies was once the truth and once goodbye.
I am a leader of a revolution that never existed, my mind fractured in full delusion sick and twisted.
Bloodshot eyes and sleepless nights, battling the lies and what seams right.
I am a failure in my own mind, more then a little broken and a gesture held together by twine.
To the world my smile screams yes im fine, yet below it steams with out a spine.
With out control I am silent alone, releasing the pressure a whole unknown.
I am a product of what you made, alone I stand until death and grave.
Dude how do u get everything to rhyme so seamlessly, I wanna do that with my poem so bad but I’d doesn’t even have a rhyme scheme
From the shards of tattered dreams I rose… unwilling.
Tossed upon tides of pain, that flowed and ebbed, that left me searingly awake. And more revoltingly, alive.
You sought me out; Does your eyes, mind, and soul not belive who I am?" I took a deep breath slowly sipping in the poetic passion in the air. My eyes bright like the northern star guiding me in. "I try to believe you my friend; For you are me the light and beauty thats always there.
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