Griff - Hello Poetry

There’s none more deceitful Nor dastardly and conniving, Than those special people Who express themselves through lying Truth is ethereal But lies are concrete I guess the dishonesty Provides stability beneath their feet. The pursuit of truth Is a journey never ending It’s no straight path Constantly winding and bending With no destination No end in sight Along come the lies To say they can make everything right They each grab a hold They pull the lies in tight Grounding them in misery And Impaling them with spite Now they are stuck With no place to go The journey towards truth Cannot be found on this road They reach a dead end As the road closes in behind them This is their life now And truth will never find them.

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Sep 4, 2025

Sep 4, 2025 at 5:50 PM UTC

The liars prayer

There’s none more deceitful Nor dastardly and conniving, Than those special people Who express themselves through lying Truth is ethereal But lies are concrete I guess the dishonesty Provides stability beneath their feet. The pursuit of truth Is a journey never ending It’s no straight path Constantly winding and bending With no destination No end in sight Along come the lies To say they can make everything right They each grab a hold They pull the lies in tight Grounding them in misery And Impaling them with spite Now they are stuck With no place to go The journey towards truth Cannot be found on this road They reach a dead end As the road closes in behind them This is their life now And truth will never find them.

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Have you ever stopped to look? To take it all in, With your own eyes and ears, To see the birds sing. Beauty is all around, It’s far and it’s near. If only you took a moment, Just to see and to hear.

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Apr 25, 2020

Apr 25, 2020 at 3:00 AM UTC

Have you stopped?

Have you ever stopped to look? To take it all in, With your own eyes and ears, To see the birds sing. Beauty is all around, It’s far and it’s near. If only you took a moment, Just to see and to hear.

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Will we be able to see each other again? The Pain in my heart still burns the same it’s been so long I barely remember your face Whenever I think of you My broken heart starts to race My mind is an inferno My heart colder than space The darkness consumes me Despite my smiling face Am I destined to relive That fateful day When the universe looked down And swiped you away My son I love This I think you know That day still kills me The day you had to go To my forever angel The guardian of my soul I’m sorry I never got to you Before you were cold Daddy still loves you And will never let you go

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Apr 23, 2020

Apr 23, 2020 at 12:57 PM UTC

Daddy still loves you

Will we be able to see each other again? The Pain in my heart still burns the same it’s been so long I barely remember your face Whenever I think of you My broken heart starts to race My mind is an inferno My heart colder than space The darkness consumes me Despite my smiling face Am I destined to relive That fateful day When the universe looked down And swiped you away My son I love This I think you know That day still kills me The day you had to go To my forever angel The guardian of my soul I’m sorry I never got to you Before you were cold Daddy still loves you And will never let you go

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My boy is no longer here My heart lies in tatters My feelings are in shreds Not that I matter I am a broken man My mind is in disrepair Everyday when I wake My heart fills with despair I thought I found an outlet A friend who genuinely cares But when I share my feelings I am met with irritated stares Maybe I do not deserve Reciprocation from the few Maybe I am meant to be alone Far from all of you

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Dec 11, 2019

Dec 11, 2019 at 4:17 AM UTC

The failure of feeling

My boy is no longer here My heart lies in tatters My feelings are in shreds Not that I matter I am a broken man My mind is in disrepair Everyday when I wake My heart fills with despair I thought I found an outlet A friend who genuinely cares But when I share my feelings I am met with irritated stares Maybe I do not deserve Reciprocation from the few Maybe I am meant to be alone Far from all of you

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We seem bleak and heartless Cruel and uncaring Through the darkness we look All we feel is you staring There is no rest for the wicked No reprieve for the wise No peace to be had This is the world Shared by you Seen by me Life is a war, Concluded ultimately in death There are no winners We all have nothing left

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Dec 10, 2019

Dec 10, 2019 at 4:08 PM UTC

Victory in defeat, defeat in victory

We seem bleak and heartless Cruel and uncaring Through the darkness we look All we feel is you staring There is no rest for the wicked No reprieve for the wise No peace to be had This is the world Shared by you Seen by me Life is a war, Concluded ultimately in death There are no winners We all have nothing left

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We all have stress, We need an outlet We all need to talk, We need to let the demon out We talk and we talk, Yet I didn’t ever ask If you would be my support, My friend till the last I leant on you, You never once complained I took you for granted, Which caused you irritation

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Dec 10, 2019

Dec 10, 2019 at 4:07 PM UTC

To whomever I burdened

We all have stress, We need an outlet We all need to talk, We need to let the demon out We talk and we talk, Yet I didn’t ever ask If you would be my support, My friend till the last I leant on you, You never once complained I took you for granted, Which caused you irritation

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What we are and what we will be Whether as individuals Or all together collectively Can be defined, But only momentarily Our definition is fluid Our destination undefined All we are on this journey, Is along for the ride

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Nov 3, 2019

Nov 3, 2019 at 4:48 PM UTC

What are we?

What we are and what we will be Whether as individuals Or all together collectively Can be defined, But only momentarily Our definition is fluid Our destination undefined All we are on this journey, Is along for the ride

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We walk our paths as we step on the road, No love, no release, just cobble and stone. We have no direction, no place and no home Just light stepping on these raging roads For we are the broken, the angry, the few Are we really so different, or are we just like you? Are we so deserving of the distrust and dissent? Are we really so damaged that we can’t make a mends? We have tolerance and love, inclusive of all We have passion and fire, unknown by the fools We are the young, yet still are the weary An entire generation screaming, why can’t you hear me?

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Nov 2, 2019

Nov 2, 2019 at 10:17 AM UTC

Walk with me

We walk our paths as we step on the road, No love, no release, just cobble and stone. We have no direction, no place and no home Just light stepping on these raging roads For we are the broken, the angry, the few Are we really so different, or are we just like you? Are we so deserving of the distrust and dissent? Are we really so damaged that we can’t make a mends? We have tolerance and love, inclusive of all We have passion and fire, unknown by the fools We are the young, yet still are the weary An entire generation screaming, why can’t you hear me?

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Am I just a number? What am I worth, Is my value equal to my impact, Or am I suffering diminishing returns? Am I just a name? How am I defined? Am I a man of means, Or the poorest you’ll see? Am I just a resource? What am I to you? Do I hold any meaning to you, Or am I just useful? Am I just a moment? How will you remember me? Will I be thought of fondly, Or will I just fade into the void of the forgotten past? Am I really alive? How do I measure my existence? Am I truly living, Or am I merely surviving?

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Oct 30, 2019

Oct 30, 2019 at 5:32 PM UTC

Questions to me

Am I just a number? What am I worth, Is my value equal to my impact, Or am I suffering diminishing returns? Am I just a name? How am I defined? Am I a man of means, Or the poorest you’ll see? Am I just a resource? What am I to you? Do I hold any meaning to you, Or am I just useful? Am I just a moment? How will you remember me? Will I be thought of fondly, Or will I just fade into the void of the forgotten past? Am I really alive? How do I measure my existence? Am I truly living, Or am I merely surviving?

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We try to sleep, Through the night, All the while the stars and moon weep. They cry for the sun, The warmth of its glow, But behind the shadow of the earth it has run. For day and night, Just like death and life Is dark and bright, Locked into its battle, The eternal fight. We have within us, Something special to see, The light within you, Is the same as in me. We are all creations, Of love and life, We are all in the shadow of the the dark of night. We witness the struggle, The never ending chase, As the light gives in, The darkness makes way. It takes a hold, It creates a space, We are all part of the struggle, The eternal race.

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Apr 28, 2019

Apr 28, 2019 at 8:28 PM UTC

The race to sleep

We try to sleep, Through the night, All the while the stars and moon weep. They cry for the sun, The warmth of its glow, But behind the shadow of the earth it has run. For day and night, Just like death and life Is dark and bright, Locked into its battle, The eternal fight. We have within us, Something special to see, The light within you, Is the same as in me. We are all creations, Of love and life, We are all in the shadow of the the dark of night. We witness the struggle, The never ending chase, As the light gives in, The darkness makes way. It takes a hold, It creates a space, We are all part of the struggle, The eternal race.

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