Dompierre - Hello Poetry

It’s the wanderlust souls who escaped from the tedious bodies, they inhabited. Only to spread its wings and fly along the sky’s terrain. Whom who hears the birds chirping at 3 am are shedding its human skin, As a reptile would before it enters a new realm of existence. It feels different. It’s soothing. It’s calming. It’s the feeling of earl grey tea submerging the taste buds on the white blanket lying on the tongue in the morning. Who hears the birds chirping at 3 am? Is it the wanderlust souls whose restless eyeballs glistens in the night or the lonely stoner who finds serenity in the hugs of the ghosts he is hiding?

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Jun 16, 2019

Jun 16, 2019 at 9:11 PM UTC

Who Hears The Birds Chirping At 3 AM

It’s the wanderlust souls who escaped from the tedious bodies, they inhabited. Only to spread its wings and fly along the sky’s terrain. Whom who hears the birds chirping at 3 am are shedding its human skin, As a reptile would before it enters a new realm of existence. It feels different. It’s soothing. It’s calming. It’s the feeling of earl grey tea submerging the taste buds on the white blanket lying on the tongue in the morning. Who hears the birds chirping at 3 am? Is it the wanderlust souls whose restless eyeballs glistens in the night or the lonely stoner who finds serenity in the hugs of the ghosts he is hiding?

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I remember the blurred vision, And Nose quivers. The feeling of sadness free falling from my eyes. I watched it take shape, In the crevices of my palms. Palmar Flexion. My face was the night sky, & My eyes were the moon. They controlled the tides, And crashed the waves. That night, Actually, Those 2 weeks, I was stuck in the twilight.

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Nov 13, 2018

Nov 13, 2018 at 6:42 AM UTC

Phase One: Remembering The Twilight

I remember the blurred vision, And Nose quivers. The feeling of sadness free falling from my eyes. I watched it take shape, In the crevices of my palms. Palmar Flexion. My face was the night sky, & My eyes were the moon. They controlled the tides, And crashed the waves. That night, Actually, Those 2 weeks, I was stuck in the twilight.

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Over the last few weeks, I prayed to the blood orange sun, That was setting beneath the pastel backdrop, And tinted clouds. I asked for the peace that I've been searching for, Only to find gusts of wind, And lack of warmth, Be the response.

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Oct 16, 2018

Oct 16, 2018 at 3:00 AM UTC

Happy Fall

Over the last few weeks, I prayed to the blood orange sun, That was setting beneath the pastel backdrop, And tinted clouds. I asked for the peace that I've been searching for, Only to find gusts of wind, And lack of warmth, Be the response.

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I’ve watched the sky change from blue to black every day. From the second the sun breaks the clouds to warm the earth, To the sudden transition into pastel skies, And finally into the manifestation Of darkness the night brings. It wasn't the content clouds with the marshmallow feel, Nor was it the champagne clouds with the intoxicating feeling, Maybe it was the grey clouds in the dark sky, With the similar ability of humans. To carry an unreasonable amount of tension until we burst.

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Sep 26, 2018

Sep 26, 2018 at 2:58 AM UTC

It's 2:58 AM & Pouring

I’ve watched the sky change from blue to black every day. From the second the sun breaks the clouds to warm the earth, To the sudden transition into pastel skies, And finally into the manifestation Of darkness the night brings. It wasn't the content clouds with the marshmallow feel, Nor was it the champagne clouds with the intoxicating feeling, Maybe it was the grey clouds in the dark sky, With the similar ability of humans. To carry an unreasonable amount of tension until we burst.

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Soon enough, The air will become frigid, As the blue sky fades to black. Like the trees, We will be stripped free. Then we will be naked of our human skin. Only the moon will see us for who we truly are. Walking, Living, Breathing, Stardust.

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Sep 24, 2018

Sep 24, 2018 at 4:31 AM UTC

Good Night Moon

Soon enough, The air will become frigid, As the blue sky fades to black. Like the trees, We will be stripped free. Then we will be naked of our human skin. Only the moon will see us for who we truly are. Walking, Living, Breathing, Stardust.

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Don't know why it took the sounds of Airplanes cutting the wind, For me to realize that I am in a better place. When you died, I felt a void in my heart And soul. No longer am I praying to God to ease my Weary soul but I am speaking to the moon Every night. Sometimes I wonder if you Are able to see me. A few nights ago, I broke down in front of the moon, When my soul rose to the stars, I was able to sit on the moon. During that time, I grew wings And opened the sky. I saw your face briefly. Your smile was wide And you whispered to me that, I won't be this sad forever. In due time.

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Sep 23, 2018

Sep 23, 2018 at 3:23 AM UTC

I'm Feeling Better

Don't know why it took the sounds of Airplanes cutting the wind, For me to realize that I am in a better place. When you died, I felt a void in my heart And soul. No longer am I praying to God to ease my Weary soul but I am speaking to the moon Every night. Sometimes I wonder if you Are able to see me. A few nights ago, I broke down in front of the moon, When my soul rose to the stars, I was able to sit on the moon. During that time, I grew wings And opened the sky. I saw your face briefly. Your smile was wide And you whispered to me that, I won't be this sad forever. In due time.

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Tell me that you love me, Until my heart is full, And my soul is happy. Tell me that I made sense of your world, For we both Shed tears at the midnight hour. Kiss me with your wine stained lips, Smother me with your charm Ressurect me, When the sun rises over the horizon, And brings the same warmth as you brought me. That is when we remember how much passion was in this wine glass.

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Sep 22, 2018

Sep 22, 2018 at 1:56 AM UTC

A Glass of Wine

Tell me that you love me, Until my heart is full, And my soul is happy. Tell me that I made sense of your world, For we both Shed tears at the midnight hour. Kiss me with your wine stained lips, Smother me with your charm Ressurect me, When the sun rises over the horizon, And brings the same warmth as you brought me. That is when we remember how much passion was in this wine glass.

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I wrote this with a pen, In my notebook, At least a million times. At first, It was simple & clean Like the Utada Hikaru song we kept listening to, Underneath a cloud full of spliff smoke. But then it turned complex & morally contaminated. Like the time you sat in my desk chair And released your stomach acid onto my floor. It reeked of alcohol And so does my breath at this current moment. It's hard for me to express my pain Without feeling the presence of the nimbus clouds in my mind Come closer to making my face burst into tears. But I'm going to try. Hearing the news that you died, Plagued my ears and spider-cracked my soul. I'm never going to be the same knowing that Your physical existence will not be roaming around this earth. The huge disk of memories we created are on vinyl Constantly replaying in my head But scratching after May 13th. That was the last time I saw your infectious smile And felt your tight bear hug that provided me with warmth. After our palms clapped And fingers interlocked, I felt your heartbeat with my knuckle. We were more than friends. We were brothers. We were humans that had souls that understood each other. I'm not going to lie, I am still damaged and feel out of place in this world. Where do I go from here? How do I feel better? I think about you every night, With my tear filled eyes soaking the lifelines of my palms. I keep the thoughts of you replaying in my head, Knowing that your spirit has touched the souls of many, I can't help but feel this sad. But I know that one day I will Feel better. I tried to find the answers at night, Underneath the night sky Where the stars shined bright, And the moon provided solace. I confessed my pain to the moon every night, It illuminated my soul And gave me a shoulder to cry on. Dear celestial object, Allow my wanderlust soul to rise to the stars With hopes of finding comfort at night Because I haven't been the same since finding out about the death of my best friend. May you live on forever Fuquan Ford.

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Sep 20, 2018

Sep 20, 2018 at 3:08 AM UTC

Wine Words & A Flow Of Tears

I wrote this with a pen, In my notebook, At least a million times. At first, It was simple & clean Like the Utada Hikaru song we kept listening to, Underneath a cloud full of spliff smoke. But then it turned complex & morally contaminated. Like the time you sat in my desk chair And released your stomach acid onto my floor. It reeked of alcohol And so does my breath at this current moment. It's hard for me to express my pain Without feeling the presence of the nimbus clouds in my mind Come closer to making my face burst into tears. But I'm going to try. Hearing the news that you died, Plagued my ears and spider-cracked my soul. I'm never going to be the same knowing that Your physical existence will not be roaming around this earth. The huge disk of memories we created are on vinyl Constantly replaying in my head But scratching after May 13th. That was the last time I saw your infectious smile And felt your tight bear hug that provided me with warmth. After our palms clapped And fingers interlocked, I felt your heartbeat with my knuckle. We were more than friends. We were brothers. We were humans that had souls that understood each other. I'm not going to lie, I am still damaged and feel out of place in this world. Where do I go from here? How do I feel better? I think about you every night, With my tear filled eyes soaking the lifelines of my palms. I keep the thoughts of you replaying in my head, Knowing that your spirit has touched the souls of many, I can't help but feel this sad. But I know that one day I will Feel better. I tried to find the answers at night, Underneath the night sky Where the stars shined bright, And the moon provided solace. I confessed my pain to the moon every night, It illuminated my soul And gave me a shoulder to cry on. Dear celestial object, Allow my wanderlust soul to rise to the stars With hopes of finding comfort at night Because I haven't been the same since finding out about the death of my best friend. May you live on forever Fuquan Ford.

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You kissed me With your dazzling gleam When I craved affection. Provided solace When I felt like the only soul that's walking on earth. Last night I felt an explosion of tears burst through my face, As I remembered my friend who passed. I felt alone Like the last cloud to escape from the night sky. Remember I asked you if you ever had that feeling? You illuminated my soul And allowed me to sit on the edge of your crescent. When I expressed my explosion of tears to you, I was reminded of your craters.

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Sep 19, 2018

Sep 19, 2018 at 1:52 AM UTC

Im A Bit Tipsy While The Moon Shines

You kissed me With your dazzling gleam When I craved affection. Provided solace When I felt like the only soul that's walking on earth. Last night I felt an explosion of tears burst through my face, As I remembered my friend who passed. I felt alone Like the last cloud to escape from the night sky. Remember I asked you if you ever had that feeling? You illuminated my soul And allowed me to sit on the edge of your crescent. When I expressed my explosion of tears to you, I was reminded of your craters.

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Sing me the song of solace Kiss me with your dazzling gleam Strip me bare, Accept my vulnerability as a human. I'm giving myself to you, Underneath the night sky Where no one is watching But those who have found peace in heaven. See me as fragile. Illuminate my soul Control the tides of doubt in my mind. Strip me bare of this human flesh, And let my soul rise. Sing me the song of solace And allow me to find comfort at night.

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Sep 17, 2018

Sep 17, 2018 at 12:06 AM UTC

Sing Me The Song Of Solace

Sing me the song of solace Kiss me with your dazzling gleam Strip me bare, Accept my vulnerability as a human. I'm giving myself to you, Underneath the night sky Where no one is watching But those who have found peace in heaven. See me as fragile. Illuminate my soul Control the tides of doubt in my mind. Strip me bare of this human flesh, And let my soul rise. Sing me the song of solace And allow me to find comfort at night.

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