Tag: poem
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bits & pieces of unfinished poems
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sinking in silence
surrounded by soft moss, i seep into the ground. wisps of hair blind my eyes the air rips through my throat my body wailing for release. blood pumping viciously through my veins my heart pounding with every drop. watch me weep— as nothingness consumes me. beg for everything i’ve lost, & then i’ll run. Read more
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The Chill Of The Hunt
Tired is he who walks in the dark. The dark embracing sound as the crunch of foliage fills the air. Perhaps the morning dew lying brisk on his shoes softens the thud of his foot. Cold is the wind, rustling leaves, masking his clumsy travels. With the moon as a guide he de-ices his beard… Read more
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the street lamp between us
it’s a frosty night in maine 2am & 19 degrees the only warmth i feel is the breath that surpasses my lips i can see you in the distance my skin ruffles as i stride towards you the gap between us begins to close i’m beneath you now & above me you shine with the… Read more
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between the lines
anything can be a poem roses are red, remember? just like these lines & violets are blue. so simple yet oddly complex are you looking for a deeper meaning? did you read between the lines? analyzing every single word why choose that verbiage? what’s it mean to you? i’ll overthink my life until it’s true. … Read more
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in the mirror
my legs crossed in front of my porcelain sink staring at my own reflection my cheeks perk as i see burnt bronze eyes crowded by soft lines same rusted eyes i would gaze at from two feet tall the corners of my mouth drop i will always see the world through my mother’s eyes Read more