27182818 - Hello Poetry

Carved lines Frozen echoes of time Disavow Past and present Faith and wonder Here and now. Endless rhymes Frozen echoes of shine Enthrall Pure and repulsive Kind and callous None or all. Hollow lives Frozen echoes of the sublime Wreathe Darkness and light Beauty and foulness Above and beneath Where discordant nature guides.

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Jun 26, 2022

Jun 26, 2022 at 12:11 AM UTC

27182818

Frigid

Carved lines Frozen echoes of time Disavow Past and present Faith and wonder Here and now. Endless rhymes Frozen echoes of shine Enthrall Pure and repulsive Kind and callous None or all. Hollow lives Frozen echoes of the sublime Wreathe Darkness and light Beauty and foulness Above and beneath Where discordant nature guides.

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A hand proffered in numbers and lines Awaiting in constructed utopias to mine To dance along the pathways of another’s mind As music plays the distant echo of fines All classes inside the ballroom mill Like moths to bright fire Sharing in common desires Trust in power to their fill In decisions to face Inconsequential imperfections to embrace Stepping stones either lead Up to victory or down defeat Building faith in partners and creed To stumble along paths littered with greed An adventure on loan, safely at home To fulfill a yearning for something unknown

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Feb 13, 2022

Feb 13, 2022 at 2:01 AM UTC

27182818

Digital Waltz

A hand proffered in numbers and lines Awaiting in constructed utopias to mine To dance along the pathways of another’s mind As music plays the distant echo of fines All classes inside the ballroom mill Like moths to bright fire Sharing in common desires Trust in power to their fill In decisions to face Inconsequential imperfections to embrace Stepping stones either lead Up to victory or down defeat Building faith in partners and creed To stumble along paths littered with greed An adventure on loan, safely at home To fulfill a yearning for something unknown

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Innocuous crime Spare some time To decode the faults of mind Set in parchment and ink Fallen to dust in the wind Behind lost eyes in a wink Caught in tradition’s mire To seek the burns of novelty’s fires As being turns to dust Glorious shine is effaced in the rust Of changes gone by Still no right answer nigh Dogmas eclipse Chains rattle and drift All directions under the sun A compass superior to none Are perceptions unique or uniform To culture borne? Or are answers forever amiss A world built in chaotic bliss

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Oct 25, 2021

Oct 25, 2021 at 11:34 PM UTC

27182818

Mind

Innocuous crime Spare some time To decode the faults of mind Set in parchment and ink Fallen to dust in the wind Behind lost eyes in a wink Caught in tradition’s mire To seek the burns of novelty’s fires As being turns to dust Glorious shine is effaced in the rust Of changes gone by Still no right answer nigh Dogmas eclipse Chains rattle and drift All directions under the sun A compass superior to none Are perceptions unique or uniform To culture borne? Or are answers forever amiss A world built in chaotic bliss

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Listen to the wind As it howls and echoes Promises broken Vows to be upheld Even in the storm I still call upon lightning To illuminate the pains and truths Diatribes and faint regale As rain cleanses away The ashes of fires Still dancing across my skin Now free of marks Carved by forgotten sins Where present meets past Is where silence refrains Speak up, held high On this pedestal of dust Where I lay claim to Success and failure Joy and misery Abundance and emptiness The soil upon which I plan to grow Is nowhere and everywhere Forged in depths all my own.

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Dec 25, 2019

Dec 25, 2019 at 6:12 PM UTC

27182818

Grounding

Listen to the wind As it howls and echoes Promises broken Vows to be upheld Even in the storm I still call upon lightning To illuminate the pains and truths Diatribes and faint regale As rain cleanses away The ashes of fires Still dancing across my skin Now free of marks Carved by forgotten sins Where present meets past Is where silence refrains Speak up, held high On this pedestal of dust Where I lay claim to Success and failure Joy and misery Abundance and emptiness The soil upon which I plan to grow Is nowhere and everywhere Forged in depths all my own.

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Gotta wake up from the dream Gotta concede No more words to scream Inside an empty mind Watching the pieces float away So far on the streams Where memories should be cast But ripples still soak the seams Wrote it all down in fire Wish I could call myself a liar Spread the ashes Tried to put everything out With big splashes Purge the desire There's nothing more I require Than silence, an old friend And the strength to pretend

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Dec 14, 2019

Dec 14, 2019 at 10:17 PM UTC

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Tired

Gotta wake up from the dream Gotta concede No more words to scream Inside an empty mind Watching the pieces float away So far on the streams Where memories should be cast But ripples still soak the seams Wrote it all down in fire Wish I could call myself a liar Spread the ashes Tried to put everything out With big splashes Purge the desire There's nothing more I require Than silence, an old friend And the strength to pretend

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Stuck in arbitration Can we ever get past the miscommunication Your armor so thick It's like throwing a glass heart against brick Staring into the clear Where tears buoy what was held dear It's just that time Another happiness to mime Our moments right now Vanish into thick clouds Of uncertainty and doubts Why is the season always drought?

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Dec 8, 2019

Dec 8, 2019 at 11:39 PM UTC

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Drought

Stuck in arbitration Can we ever get past the miscommunication Your armor so thick It's like throwing a glass heart against brick Staring into the clear Where tears buoy what was held dear It's just that time Another happiness to mime Our moments right now Vanish into thick clouds Of uncertainty and doubts Why is the season always drought?

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