Avgoustos - Hello Poetry

Charcoal traces intricate pits of ominous tenebrosity Cobblestone paths guide and revive the indigenous nation’s daemons Splintered in vain, vexed and restrained My deity must absolve these memories Merciless silhouettes float amongst the rest And disguise divine penitentiaries Fictitious trepidation, nameless contagions, hinders this utopian civilization, callus your feet then fall onto your knees facing the skeletons of your aesthetic beliefs Charcoal traces intricate pits of ominous tenebrosity Cobblestone paths guide and revive the indigenous nation’s daemons

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Sep 18, 2021

Sep 18, 2021 at 10:49 PM UTC

The Almighty Vale

Charcoal traces intricate pits of ominous tenebrosity Cobblestone paths guide and revive the indigenous nation’s daemons Splintered in vain, vexed and restrained My deity must absolve these memories Merciless silhouettes float amongst the rest And disguise divine penitentiaries Fictitious trepidation, nameless contagions, hinders this utopian civilization, callus your feet then fall onto your knees facing the skeletons of your aesthetic beliefs Charcoal traces intricate pits of ominous tenebrosity Cobblestone paths guide and revive the indigenous nation’s daemons

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You are a Gypsy Queen Fashioning the hearts of your victims directly on your sleeves Pick up your trinkets, jewels, and memories Travel the underworlds looping through centuries You are my Gypsy Queen Dance, lady dance, look at me A body made of untouched clay slithering within my quiddity Posthumously, oblivion seeks to dance with me A ballet of mortal divinity Pierce through my vengeance last I must grieve Your borrowed light loaned to enlighten me Smile through your stone-chiseled teeth An unfortunate commoners sovereignty Thou art mine own to thieve You are my Gypsy Queen

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Sep 18, 2021

Sep 18, 2021 at 2:52 PM UTC

Gypsy Queen

You are a Gypsy Queen Fashioning the hearts of your victims directly on your sleeves Pick up your trinkets, jewels, and memories Travel the underworlds looping through centuries You are my Gypsy Queen Dance, lady dance, look at me A body made of untouched clay slithering within my quiddity Posthumously, oblivion seeks to dance with me A ballet of mortal divinity Pierce through my vengeance last I must grieve Your borrowed light loaned to enlighten me Smile through your stone-chiseled teeth An unfortunate commoners sovereignty Thou art mine own to thieve You are my Gypsy Queen

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Bury the throne within glassed shells and frivolous stones, vex my Lord, and inspire dust into our moons then divide thy luminous corpse into two insightful rooms Riddle your sword of inquisitive intentions sharpen its dull heart to shame contention Guide it’s autonomy towards the blasphemous prodigy Battle against despair and harmony Bury the throne within glassed shells and frivolous stones, vex my Lord, and inspire dust into our moons then divide thy luminous corpse into two insightful rooms Come my Lord, thou shall rule amongst the rest. Bow and bless’ed be the headless cadavers before your death Seek your sanguine coated philosophy within the depths of your own ominous masterpiece Bury the throne within glassed shells and frivolous stones, vex my Lord, and inspire dust into our moons then divide thy luminous corpse into two insightful rooms

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Apr 27, 2020

Apr 27, 2020 at 12:25 PM UTC

The Nefarious Numen

Bury the throne within glassed shells and frivolous stones, vex my Lord, and inspire dust into our moons then divide thy luminous corpse into two insightful rooms Riddle your sword of inquisitive intentions sharpen its dull heart to shame contention Guide it’s autonomy towards the blasphemous prodigy Battle against despair and harmony Bury the throne within glassed shells and frivolous stones, vex my Lord, and inspire dust into our moons then divide thy luminous corpse into two insightful rooms Come my Lord, thou shall rule amongst the rest. Bow and bless’ed be the headless cadavers before your death Seek your sanguine coated philosophy within the depths of your own ominous masterpiece Bury the throne within glassed shells and frivolous stones, vex my Lord, and inspire dust into our moons then divide thy luminous corpse into two insightful rooms

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Symphonic warmth gallops between each fictitious, silent beat, Tennessee whiskey and a maroon tinted seat. Kneel before the antiquated king Reach for the master key hidden within endless plains that consume me Démodé Insecurities, remission of sin, garnish my enmity for my intent is unburdened Deliver thy name, guilt, and vindication Deprive the gods of their inauspicious justifications Grant me your arm covered in sanguinary slits, for I will be your savior who will sculpt the soma against the holy writ Symphonic warmth gallops between each fictitious, silent beat, Tennessee whiskey and a maroon tinted seat. Kneel before the antiquated king

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Apr 27, 2020

Apr 27, 2020 at 12:18 PM UTC

Démodé Insecurities

Symphonic warmth gallops between each fictitious, silent beat, Tennessee whiskey and a maroon tinted seat. Kneel before the antiquated king Reach for the master key hidden within endless plains that consume me Démodé Insecurities, remission of sin, garnish my enmity for my intent is unburdened Deliver thy name, guilt, and vindication Deprive the gods of their inauspicious justifications Grant me your arm covered in sanguinary slits, for I will be your savior who will sculpt the soma against the holy writ Symphonic warmth gallops between each fictitious, silent beat, Tennessee whiskey and a maroon tinted seat. Kneel before the antiquated king

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Pine trees, speckled rays, and a stream of azure blue wonders Sprout the bend of sapling desires Venture through the depths of dry earth You are like a castle in the sky Descend trepidation, for your heart sits cherished within my own dauntless persuasions Starless locks drop delicately from above You are like a castle in the sky O’ remarks the zephyr fiend that grazes each detail lovingly Desiccated layers shed luminous textures that reveal armour-propre You are like a castle in the sky

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Apr 27, 2020

Apr 27, 2020 at 12:14 PM UTC

Castle in the Sky

Pine trees, speckled rays, and a stream of azure blue wonders Sprout the bend of sapling desires Venture through the depths of dry earth You are like a castle in the sky Descend trepidation, for your heart sits cherished within my own dauntless persuasions Starless locks drop delicately from above You are like a castle in the sky O’ remarks the zephyr fiend that grazes each detail lovingly Desiccated layers shed luminous textures that reveal armour-propre You are like a castle in the sky

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Chisel the surface with plain grains, valleys, and burnt sienna eyes Kindle the waking day as it rests on the hammocks of your canopy Aureate Renaissance bequest divine goodbyes, farewell fortunate tales and my whimsical cries Christen the Seven Seas with the speckled embers that are bemoaned unto thee Vitiating virtuous vitality within your incomplete home Forty winks of spring tread beneath your firm, cold brow— blossoming bluebonnets reveal mosaic plateaus Divulge the yen under lock and key Imbue your sentiments with charcoaled pique Alas, anchor the revelations— caress the crystal vector that enlightens individual aspirations Dethrone the wrinkled creator, for thou created the wicked chamber, blossoming bluebonnets betoken the savior Hidalgo, thee shall attaineth the season’s gl’ries, and thou art the judge of your own amorous, beatific stories Go away of all flesh and poisoned rip-roaring, secure another meridian and whittle euphoria Chisel the surface with plain grains, valleys, and burnt sienna eyes Kindle the waking day as it rests on the hammocks of your canopy Aureate Renaissance bequest divine goodbyes, farewell fortunate tales and my whimsical cries

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Apr 27, 2020

Apr 27, 2020 at 12:09 PM UTC

The Kingdom’s Weep

Chisel the surface with plain grains, valleys, and burnt sienna eyes Kindle the waking day as it rests on the hammocks of your canopy Aureate Renaissance bequest divine goodbyes, farewell fortunate tales and my whimsical cries Christen the Seven Seas with the speckled embers that are bemoaned unto thee Vitiating virtuous vitality within your incomplete home Forty winks of spring tread beneath your firm, cold brow— blossoming bluebonnets reveal mosaic plateaus Divulge the yen under lock and key Imbue your sentiments with charcoaled pique Alas, anchor the revelations— caress the crystal vector that enlightens individual aspirations Dethrone the wrinkled creator, for thou created the wicked chamber, blossoming bluebonnets betoken the savior Hidalgo, thee shall attaineth the season’s gl’ries, and thou art the judge of your own amorous, beatific stories Go away of all flesh and poisoned rip-roaring, secure another meridian and whittle euphoria Chisel the surface with plain grains, valleys, and burnt sienna eyes Kindle the waking day as it rests on the hammocks of your canopy Aureate Renaissance bequest divine goodbyes, farewell fortunate tales and my whimsical cries

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Sacrificial semantics, cardiac romantics, bred into generational poetic descriptives I am the result of ancestral language, yielding powerful Tenochca dynamics Who scraped away the dust of the moon and bled tangerine into the sunrise Blanketed by riveting time, my leaders soured through chaos and sculpted pantomime An humble cry revealed craters in the sky and hailed reflections amongst the horizon Who wielded away the iron of the sun and hemorrhaged into the darkness A pulsating, heartless rhythm that distinguished an iron hand to honorable freedoms Sacrificial semantics, cardiac romantics, bred into generational poetic descriptives I am the result of ancestral language, yielding powerful Tenochca dynamics

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Dec 2, 2018

Dec 2, 2018 at 5:13 PM UTC

Traditional Highlands

Sacrificial semantics, cardiac romantics, bred into generational poetic descriptives I am the result of ancestral language, yielding powerful Tenochca dynamics Who scraped away the dust of the moon and bled tangerine into the sunrise Blanketed by riveting time, my leaders soured through chaos and sculpted pantomime An humble cry revealed craters in the sky and hailed reflections amongst the horizon Who wielded away the iron of the sun and hemorrhaged into the darkness A pulsating, heartless rhythm that distinguished an iron hand to honorable freedoms Sacrificial semantics, cardiac romantics, bred into generational poetic descriptives I am the result of ancestral language, yielding powerful Tenochca dynamics

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Within the arteries of dense retentivity There lives a captain that attracts Waves of mass intensity Oh the stars’ gaze When we put down the map And drift into this maze The magnetic dynamic perpetuates A life so unjust for the rarity of passion that instigates A constant motion that renegades Against the law of inertia This is the grand escapé Oh the stars’ gaze When we put down the map And drift into this maze

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Mar 15, 2018

Mar 15, 2018 at 1:32 PM UTC

Repulsion-Attraction

Within the arteries of dense retentivity There lives a captain that attracts Waves of mass intensity Oh the stars’ gaze When we put down the map And drift into this maze The magnetic dynamic perpetuates A life so unjust for the rarity of passion that instigates A constant motion that renegades Against the law of inertia This is the grand escapé Oh the stars’ gaze When we put down the map And drift into this maze

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The moment we met you were infatuated. You were delusional with affection. The way I learned how to conjure words from the inner pits of lust and fondness created the illusion of something far more complex than love. The epitome of regret. Your intellect was mesmerizing, which, I will admit kept me intrigued. How delicate your words were when the air left your lungs and your soul flooded the meaning before it captivated my attention. With much repent I must admit that I loved you. The instant I became speechless it was not a romantic gesture. My lack of words mimicked the end of my adventure. I feared the demise. My apologies for not being the compassion that you were seeking for. You asked me why I could not love you. It was not that I couldn’t. There were simply no words that I have learned that could remotely express the endearment that my heart held for you. The moment we met you were infatuated. You were delusional with affection. The way I learned how to conjure words from the inner pits of lust and fondness created the illusion of something far more complex than love. The epitome of regret. Just admit it. I am only temporary.

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Dec 16, 2017

Dec 16, 2017 at 1:53 PM UTC

Just Admit It

The moment we met you were infatuated. You were delusional with affection. The way I learned how to conjure words from the inner pits of lust and fondness created the illusion of something far more complex than love. The epitome of regret. Your intellect was mesmerizing, which, I will admit kept me intrigued. How delicate your words were when the air left your lungs and your soul flooded the meaning before it captivated my attention. With much repent I must admit that I loved you. The instant I became speechless it was not a romantic gesture. My lack of words mimicked the end of my adventure. I feared the demise. My apologies for not being the compassion that you were seeking for. You asked me why I could not love you. It was not that I couldn’t. There were simply no words that I have learned that could remotely express the endearment that my heart held for you. The moment we met you were infatuated. You were delusional with affection. The way I learned how to conjure words from the inner pits of lust and fondness created the illusion of something far more complex than love. The epitome of regret. Just admit it. I am only temporary.

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My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered Leaving the pieces shattered and somber Stranded within a dynamic society My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety Misguided, unrequited, i have lost my light And here i lie undecided if sinking is a reward of being silent Lost in a sea composed of stringless, seamless puppets I'm reluctant, broken, cracked and sewed in Posed and told how to blend within The flawless flaws of retrospective laws Oppress what others call a “Suitable demographic” My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered Leaving the pieces shattered and somber Stranded within a dynamic society My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety Attach the wires and deem yourself my master Superiority begets a systematic wrath of Powerless demons with a potent strategy Demand my steps to guide you into the perfect victory Media-- social media socializing the roles like ghouls of anesthesia Taking the control, then providing a hole of grief, anger, less goals and lost souls. My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered Leaving the pieces shattered and somber Stranded within a dynamic society My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety

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Aug 25, 2017

Aug 25, 2017 at 11:15 PM UTC

Marionettist

My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered Leaving the pieces shattered and somber Stranded within a dynamic society My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety Misguided, unrequited, i have lost my light And here i lie undecided if sinking is a reward of being silent Lost in a sea composed of stringless, seamless puppets I'm reluctant, broken, cracked and sewed in Posed and told how to blend within The flawless flaws of retrospective laws Oppress what others call a “Suitable demographic” My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered Leaving the pieces shattered and somber Stranded within a dynamic society My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety Attach the wires and deem yourself my master Superiority begets a systematic wrath of Powerless demons with a potent strategy Demand my steps to guide you into the perfect victory Media-- social media socializing the roles like ghouls of anesthesia Taking the control, then providing a hole of grief, anger, less goals and lost souls. My vessel has been anchored, attacked, and conquered Leaving the pieces shattered and somber Stranded within a dynamic society My lifeless bones still dance with gaiety

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