CaffeineBoy - Hello Poetry

I've got the world in the palm of my hands Yet I discard it like unwanted trash Into God's wastebasket So brazen in my pride As if another just like it will simply rain down from the skies For me to catch Sometimes I wonder Just who the hell I think I am anyway A walking contradiction All bite And no Chew Follow up Without follow through Always falling short of my potential Slowing down right before I reach my apex Too chicken-shit to commit Complacent in my mediocrity One of these days I'm going to fully commit To being the best that I can be Or finally work up the courage To put a gun in my mouth

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Jun 18, 2025

Jun 18, 2025 at 7:25 PM UTC

Luxurious Loathing

I've got the world in the palm of my hands Yet I discard it like unwanted trash Into God's wastebasket So brazen in my pride As if another just like it will simply rain down from the skies For me to catch Sometimes I wonder Just who the hell I think I am anyway A walking contradiction All bite And no Chew Follow up Without follow through Always falling short of my potential Slowing down right before I reach my apex Too chicken-shit to commit Complacent in my mediocrity One of these days I'm going to fully commit To being the best that I can be Or finally work up the courage To put a gun in my mouth

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What's the lesson this time Do I really even care anymore Am I truly invested in this education Or am I merely hoping to get a passing grade Meaningless mediocrity Just another passerby in these halls My accolades will not decorate these walls No mentions in the yearbook Just another under-prepared B student shuffled forward Give me my cap and gown I'm ready to join hell's workforce

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Jun 18, 2025

Jun 18, 2025 at 7:19 PM UTC

Student of life

What's the lesson this time Do I really even care anymore Am I truly invested in this education Or am I merely hoping to get a passing grade Meaningless mediocrity Just another passerby in these halls My accolades will not decorate these walls No mentions in the yearbook Just another under-prepared B student shuffled forward Give me my cap and gown I'm ready to join hell's workforce

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You bounce around the uncut grass Nibbling weeds, chewing the foliage Not a care in the world Paying no mind to the conversations of the birds No worries of the cars that pass, or the places they go You've got one mission in mind Finding the most delectable leaves Sometimes you get a little skittish Laying low for a moment Perhaps you notice me watching But soon you return to the quest Filling that little belly full of summer greens What a life it must be Although I doubt I could enjoy it I envy it, if only for a moment A simpler way to exist Constantly twitching your nose In search of the finest vegetation My little plot of land has to offer Enjoy yourself, friend You can always eat here for free

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Jun 18, 2025

Jun 18, 2025 at 6:58 PM UTC

Big Eared Forager

You bounce around the uncut grass Nibbling weeds, chewing the foliage Not a care in the world Paying no mind to the conversations of the birds No worries of the cars that pass, or the places they go You've got one mission in mind Finding the most delectable leaves Sometimes you get a little skittish Laying low for a moment Perhaps you notice me watching But soon you return to the quest Filling that little belly full of summer greens What a life it must be Although I doubt I could enjoy it I envy it, if only for a moment A simpler way to exist Constantly twitching your nose In search of the finest vegetation My little plot of land has to offer Enjoy yourself, friend You can always eat here for free

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Warm sun Cool breeze Blue skies Green grass Rolled tobacco Hot smoke Head rush Pure elation Chirping birds Fleeting critters Rustling leaves Lofi jazz Record playing I ******* Love June 34 years Since my first And my annual Rebirth.

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Jun 18, 2025

Jun 18, 2025 at 6:54 PM UTC

Days Of The Gemini

Warm sun Cool breeze Blue skies Green grass Rolled tobacco Hot smoke Head rush Pure elation Chirping birds Fleeting critters Rustling leaves Lofi jazz Record playing I ******* Love June 34 years Since my first And my annual Rebirth.

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Sweltering. Boring. Boredom. Depression sessions. Lack of sleep. Too much to eat. Too much to do. Nothing getting done. Wallowing away beneath the waning heat of summer's setting sun.

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May 29, 2025

May 29, 2025 at 9:45 PM UTC

Suicide Solstice

Sweltering. Boring. Boredom. Depression sessions. Lack of sleep. Too much to eat. Too much to do. Nothing getting done. Wallowing away beneath the waning heat of summer's setting sun.

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Driving down a dimly lit highway Bruised knees, scuffed knuckles, and ****** gums A pocket full of nickels and a belly full of bourbon Speeding far away from everything I love; as it burns in the rear view Searching for a pay phone So I can call and see if you made it out in time

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May 29, 2025

May 29, 2025 at 9:38 PM UTC

Route 23 and me

Driving down a dimly lit highway Bruised knees, scuffed knuckles, and ****** gums A pocket full of nickels and a belly full of bourbon Speeding far away from everything I love; as it burns in the rear view Searching for a pay phone So I can call and see if you made it out in time

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Morning cigarette. Afternoon coffee. Evening scotch. Midnight blood. Rinse, repeat.

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May 29, 2025

May 29, 2025 at 9:36 PM UTC

Daily Routine (10W)

Morning cigarette. Afternoon coffee. Evening scotch. Midnight blood. Rinse, repeat.

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Hair like the golden wheat fields of Elysium. Crystal blue eyes that grow fiercely in the morning's first light. She's gentle, tender, and full of giggles. A sweet frozen treat on a summer afternoon. The smell of the first grass cuttings in the spring. Bright, bubbly, and full of laughter. I have no doubt shadows exist beneath those short aureus locks. What demons does she hide behind those walls of ice that make up her eyes? I want to hold her closely, protecting that child-like innocence with my life. I will stand steadfast, stalwart, ready to serve at any moment some shade attempts to cast a shadow on her glow. Beneath sheets of polished steel and platinum armaments, I guard her side. Despite my efforts to hold her near To hold in the rays of light that radiate off of her She escapes my charge She is a dandelion floating in the wind. Her seeds falling, leaving little joy wherever she wanders. That beauty is not mine to protect, or contain. Just mine to behold; for however briefly she allows me.

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Apr 8, 2025

Apr 8, 2025 at 8:46 PM UTC

Dandelion Traveler

Hair like the golden wheat fields of Elysium. Crystal blue eyes that grow fiercely in the morning's first light. She's gentle, tender, and full of giggles. A sweet frozen treat on a summer afternoon. The smell of the first grass cuttings in the spring. Bright, bubbly, and full of laughter. I have no doubt shadows exist beneath those short aureus locks. What demons does she hide behind those walls of ice that make up her eyes? I want to hold her closely, protecting that child-like innocence with my life. I will stand steadfast, stalwart, ready to serve at any moment some shade attempts to cast a shadow on her glow. Beneath sheets of polished steel and platinum armaments, I guard her side. Despite my efforts to hold her near To hold in the rays of light that radiate off of her She escapes my charge She is a dandelion floating in the wind. Her seeds falling, leaving little joy wherever she wanders. That beauty is not mine to protect, or contain. Just mine to behold; for however briefly she allows me.

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Rain drops fall against the double pained glass while the music plays. The melding of soft droplets and hard guitar rifts leaves me entranced. The heavy smoke of burning incense encapsulates me like a scented tomb. Ever content in my place in the world. I find myself filled to the brim with elation. As if everything had just fallen into place. Neat and orderly. Exactly as it should be. Such an odd feeling. Foreign. Fleeting. Like grains of sand slipping between the hardened callouses on my fingers. I lean back into my chair in this bleak greyscale room. Mindful of my feelings. Inquisitive of their meaning. Allowing myself this brief moment of vulnerable respite. Waiting to crawl back into my hardened carapace at a moments notice.

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Apr 5, 2025

Apr 5, 2025 at 11:29 AM UTC

Exquisite Ambiance

Rain drops fall against the double pained glass while the music plays. The melding of soft droplets and hard guitar rifts leaves me entranced. The heavy smoke of burning incense encapsulates me like a scented tomb. Ever content in my place in the world. I find myself filled to the brim with elation. As if everything had just fallen into place. Neat and orderly. Exactly as it should be. Such an odd feeling. Foreign. Fleeting. Like grains of sand slipping between the hardened callouses on my fingers. I lean back into my chair in this bleak greyscale room. Mindful of my feelings. Inquisitive of their meaning. Allowing myself this brief moment of vulnerable respite. Waiting to crawl back into my hardened carapace at a moments notice.

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I’m moving away To the far reaches of this world For a black magic woman Dark hair and darker eyeliner Pale olive skin, crescent moon queen She illuminates the shadows that fall in behind her Her nails are long, colorful, and sharp If she asked me nicely, I’d let her tear out my heart The sweat dripping from our bodies as we dance beneath the flurry of lights and thumping of the bass She takes my hand and guides me somewhere else, I’m enthralled by the devilish smile on her face A cemetery by the sea Haunting memories, gentle mists and a cool breeze The salt from the Baltic’s washes ashore and collides with the smell of the moss and decay Her eyes cast a glare on me that sends chills through my bones A glance that turns lesser men to stone The blood in her veins runs cold as ice I could live under these stars, with this lady of night She came out of no where, like an angel of truth Pulling the shades open, and blinding my eyes Revealing the secrets that you tried to hide Because of her my soul felt like it was ripped into pieces And now I’m beholden to her, for revealing that treason I know so little about her And I really don’t care I want to trace the lines in her body, and take in the smell of her hair Holding her softly and tender As our lips connect for a moment, that we’ll always remember The language barrier shatters as we let our bodies speak for themselves We’ll make love until the sun crests over the fields Tossing and turning like long lost companions intertwined So come lay next to me, darling, I want you to be mine

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Mar 17, 2025

Mar 17, 2025 at 10:00 PM UTC

Kochanek

I’m moving away To the far reaches of this world For a black magic woman Dark hair and darker eyeliner Pale olive skin, crescent moon queen She illuminates the shadows that fall in behind her Her nails are long, colorful, and sharp If she asked me nicely, I’d let her tear out my heart The sweat dripping from our bodies as we dance beneath the flurry of lights and thumping of the bass She takes my hand and guides me somewhere else, I’m enthralled by the devilish smile on her face A cemetery by the sea Haunting memories, gentle mists and a cool breeze The salt from the Baltic’s washes ashore and collides with the smell of the moss and decay Her eyes cast a glare on me that sends chills through my bones A glance that turns lesser men to stone The blood in her veins runs cold as ice I could live under these stars, with this lady of night She came out of no where, like an angel of truth Pulling the shades open, and blinding my eyes Revealing the secrets that you tried to hide Because of her my soul felt like it was ripped into pieces And now I’m beholden to her, for revealing that treason I know so little about her And I really don’t care I want to trace the lines in her body, and take in the smell of her hair Holding her softly and tender As our lips connect for a moment, that we’ll always remember The language barrier shatters as we let our bodies speak for themselves We’ll make love until the sun crests over the fields Tossing and turning like long lost companions intertwined So come lay next to me, darling, I want you to be mine

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