Deceptive - Hello Poetry

Try explaining time in a room without a clock. Try explaining it to a person who has never heard birds chirp and has never seen the sun rise or set. Try explaining distance in a room without walls. Try explaining it to a person who has never used a ruler, to someone who lacks depth perception. Try explaining color in a concrete room with just a black board. Try explaining it to the blind, to a new born baby that has yet to open it's eyes. Try explaining home without saying a house. Try explaining it to a person who has moved their whole life to someone who has no idea where they will sleep at night. Try explaining love in an orphanage. Try explaining it to a person who was raised by a nanny, to someone who has never been kissed has never held the hand of anyone. Try explaining all these things. Recognize how all the things we knew all our lives are sometimes the things we never will understand. We won't understand until, It was to late, It wasn't close enough, It wasn't the right shade, It was nothing more than a building, And love only exist when someone gives it meaning.

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Jul 20, 2014

Jul 20, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC

Explain

Try explaining time in a room without a clock. Try explaining it to a person who has never heard birds chirp and has never seen the sun rise or set. Try explaining distance in a room without walls. Try explaining it to a person who has never used a ruler, to someone who lacks depth perception. Try explaining color in a concrete room with just a black board. Try explaining it to the blind, to a new born baby that has yet to open it's eyes. Try explaining home without saying a house. Try explaining it to a person who has moved their whole life to someone who has no idea where they will sleep at night. Try explaining love in an orphanage. Try explaining it to a person who was raised by a nanny, to someone who has never been kissed has never held the hand of anyone. Try explaining all these things. Recognize how all the things we knew all our lives are sometimes the things we never will understand. We won't understand until, It was to late, It wasn't close enough, It wasn't the right shade, It was nothing more than a building, And love only exist when someone gives it meaning.

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You probed at my brain You've found your way Controlling me Until you realized you lost me I've gotten away I've become unfamiliar & perhaps that intrigues you Or maybe that's why Your wires have easily fallen out, Wishing you knew how I was So easily detached Or even if I ever was.

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Jun 16, 2014

Jun 16, 2014 at 9:33 AM UTC

Detachment

You probed at my brain You've found your way Controlling me Until you realized you lost me I've gotten away I've become unfamiliar & perhaps that intrigues you Or maybe that's why Your wires have easily fallen out, Wishing you knew how I was So easily detached Or even if I ever was.

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With suspicions growing, She was the poet, Who dreamt of being the poem. Though finding, Everytime she read Fear creeped in. She wanted to start like a poem, But feared of ending like one.

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Jun 8, 2014

Jun 8, 2014 at 10:10 AM UTC

Endings

With suspicions growing, She was the poet, Who dreamt of being the poem. Though finding, Everytime she read Fear creeped in. She wanted to start like a poem, But feared of ending like one.

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I am crumpled on the kitchen floor. Standing above me Your vindictive Smile I feel burning & trudging Through my back What did I do To deserve To feel this helpless.

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Jun 7, 2014

Jun 7, 2014 at 11:00 PM UTC

Smile

I am crumpled on the kitchen floor. Standing above me Your vindictive Smile I feel burning & trudging Through my back What did I do To deserve To feel this helpless.

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Giving my legs, I trust you to carry me, Pulling out my heart, Written with my blood I wrote out my love for you Full minded I still managed To carve out, New crevices for you to explore My biggest mistake was my lungs I can't breathe Now you're gone.

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Jun 6, 2014

Jun 6, 2014 at 9:00 AM UTC

Your absence

Giving my legs, I trust you to carry me, Pulling out my heart, Written with my blood I wrote out my love for you Full minded I still managed To carve out, New crevices for you to explore My biggest mistake was my lungs I can't breathe Now you're gone.

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