Iljano32 - Hello Poetry

Again i write, thinking all is fine, thinking all is good, the void inside once again acting up, making more then one move, as a chess game playing, blocked from both sides. One is to jump and one is to stay, death by choice, alive by luck, which is the one you take, all left alone by fate, cause we both know its all an end, so again i write saying "Keep it up", The end is only inside.... Again i write.....

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Oct 5, 2024

Oct 5, 2024 at 11:23 PM UTC

Again i write 2

Again i write, thinking all is fine, thinking all is good, the void inside once again acting up, making more then one move, as a chess game playing, blocked from both sides. One is to jump and one is to stay, death by choice, alive by luck, which is the one you take, all left alone by fate, cause we both know its all an end, so again i write saying "Keep it up", The end is only inside.... Again i write.....

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With the chain i sit here Looking everywhere Wishing to escape the fate I have been Planted on this Earth but never taken care of Almost being cut off By the very root of my pain I now sit here with two Sprouting free Wishing them to be one day, a better me The only thing that ever mattered Was love to start Wishes to be kept Hate put aside And standing free That was all the life promises But then crashed on that one day Being touched By the negativity And losing the very soul Of my existence Black and faded are now my colors Like the holloween in me The nightmare only comes Once and then is Gone Just like we SAY It is what it is Try being me Can you sense my pain Can you read through the lines Of wasted spaces

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Oct 22, 2023

Oct 22, 2023 at 2:31 AM UTC

To a Sad thought

With the chain i sit here Looking everywhere Wishing to escape the fate I have been Planted on this Earth but never taken care of Almost being cut off By the very root of my pain I now sit here with two Sprouting free Wishing them to be one day, a better me The only thing that ever mattered Was love to start Wishes to be kept Hate put aside And standing free That was all the life promises But then crashed on that one day Being touched By the negativity And losing the very soul Of my existence Black and faded are now my colors Like the holloween in me The nightmare only comes Once and then is Gone Just like we SAY It is what it is Try being me Can you sense my pain Can you read through the lines Of wasted spaces

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Here i stand once more, wishing and hoping for more, happy with myself and yet missing that one, space, that one place, that's hidden inside. The flow of life seems slow, seems not there, seems gone... Again here i stand waiting and walking, moving on with life alone and just at peace, but yet not complete... Missing is not what it is, wanting is not what it is... Searching just adapt to the moment and searching in the present and the future... Only if you understand will i take you , or will i ask you... If not , searching that is all i can say searching , i hope and pray we meet just that one moment... Till then searching just not missing...

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Jun 24, 2023

Jun 24, 2023 at 7:26 PM UTC

Searching

Here i stand once more, wishing and hoping for more, happy with myself and yet missing that one, space, that one place, that's hidden inside. The flow of life seems slow, seems not there, seems gone... Again here i stand waiting and walking, moving on with life alone and just at peace, but yet not complete... Missing is not what it is, wanting is not what it is... Searching just adapt to the moment and searching in the present and the future... Only if you understand will i take you , or will i ask you... If not , searching that is all i can say searching , i hope and pray we meet just that one moment... Till then searching just not missing...

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The life that one knows, is not as it always seems. A moment can be done in a second, an hour, maybe a day or just maybe a year, if you feel any sense of being aware, you know this to be true, that it is just the life that you know, But again passing you by can be a second, feel as a day, feeling as a month and just maybe flying by like a year, but still just a moment in time. A moment in your life... So see the reborn you have in a moment, a day,a year or maybe JUST NOW

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Jun 20, 2023

Jun 20, 2023 at 5:24 AM UTC

reborn

The life that one knows, is not as it always seems. A moment can be done in a second, an hour, maybe a day or just maybe a year, if you feel any sense of being aware, you know this to be true, that it is just the life that you know, But again passing you by can be a second, feel as a day, feeling as a month and just maybe flying by like a year, but still just a moment in time. A moment in your life... So see the reborn you have in a moment, a day,a year or maybe JUST NOW

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So again So again i sit and wait for life to make some sense, how my feelings have become dull, sitting and staring for life to piece it self together, how emotions seem to flow like water down a stream whilenat the end there is no pond for it to be collected or saved, falling of the edge and into the sunset for one last colorfull scene...

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Aug 31, 2021

Aug 31, 2021 at 3:46 AM UTC

So again

So again So again i sit and wait for life to make some sense, how my feelings have become dull, sitting and staring for life to piece it self together, how emotions seem to flow like water down a stream whilenat the end there is no pond for it to be collected or saved, falling of the edge and into the sunset for one last colorfull scene...

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Life is unexpected and life can be cool, depending on your perception don't see it as a fool, unwise or irrational are words we commonly find cruel, of a world which holds no tools,not for the negative, not for the positive and not even for the neutral, depending on the mindset of a body which can be trained or tainted , a soul which is lost or a soul which is found we all stand on hollow ground no matter what the place and no matter what the thought life can be cool or unexpected, as it guides you through the fog which will one day be lifted and the flames of fire which one day will be put out, such is the way to walk no matter your conception or though of life, you will be placed in a grave and one day be lifted as God has said, to which we come back to , life is cool but sometimes really unexpected.

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Jul 19, 2020

Jul 19, 2020 at 9:35 PM UTC

Life

Life is unexpected and life can be cool, depending on your perception don't see it as a fool, unwise or irrational are words we commonly find cruel, of a world which holds no tools,not for the negative, not for the positive and not even for the neutral, depending on the mindset of a body which can be trained or tainted , a soul which is lost or a soul which is found we all stand on hollow ground no matter what the place and no matter what the thought life can be cool or unexpected, as it guides you through the fog which will one day be lifted and the flames of fire which one day will be put out, such is the way to walk no matter your conception or though of life, you will be placed in a grave and one day be lifted as God has said, to which we come back to , life is cool but sometimes really unexpected.

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As is your heart is the starter, your body is the mover, and your soul the motivator. As is your mind the placer of thought and deed, so is yourself the chooser. Knowing ones self is the center of all knowledge knowing once self brings you the peace which is as is. As is sun to darkness As is sadness to happiness so is the time and space where one can become as one is, choosing will lead to either destruction or salvation

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Jun 22, 2020

Jun 22, 2020 at 5:27 AM UTC

As is

As is your heart is the starter, your body is the mover, and your soul the motivator. As is your mind the placer of thought and deed, so is yourself the chooser. Knowing ones self is the center of all knowledge knowing once self brings you the peace which is as is. As is sun to darkness As is sadness to happiness so is the time and space where one can become as one is, choosing will lead to either destruction or salvation

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Why i write This i write out of my own well being, the moment to share and to stay alive, i have been and always be me in my sense, the world will never understand all of me or try to, that is how it was made to be, the strong survive, the weak die. living in a world where nothing makes sense to you can be a drain and be a bad trip to another life, feelings of ill and feelings of regret, subduing you with ever step forward, ever step back feels like a mile, every thought becomes a radical illusion, i don't do poetry because of the fun i get from it or because it is great, its my way of knowing the facts or real emotions being placed in writing, making a world where a viewer can try to understand the real feeling behind it. Why i write As day turns clear, when day gets dark, when your mind is open or when it is closed, everything makes sense or no sense at all, words make a time of feeling worth seeing and feeling, take it from the seeds of a tree there are no big impacts when it is planed, but as small as it is the longer is grows the bigger the impact, as is life to us all, take note now or lose yourself, write now or lose the inspiration or stay silent and never speak again. you decide your fate... Why i write....

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Jun 19, 2020

Jun 19, 2020 at 8:57 AM UTC

Why i write

Why i write This i write out of my own well being, the moment to share and to stay alive, i have been and always be me in my sense, the world will never understand all of me or try to, that is how it was made to be, the strong survive, the weak die. living in a world where nothing makes sense to you can be a drain and be a bad trip to another life, feelings of ill and feelings of regret, subduing you with ever step forward, ever step back feels like a mile, every thought becomes a radical illusion, i don't do poetry because of the fun i get from it or because it is great, its my way of knowing the facts or real emotions being placed in writing, making a world where a viewer can try to understand the real feeling behind it. Why i write As day turns clear, when day gets dark, when your mind is open or when it is closed, everything makes sense or no sense at all, words make a time of feeling worth seeing and feeling, take it from the seeds of a tree there are no big impacts when it is planed, but as small as it is the longer is grows the bigger the impact, as is life to us all, take note now or lose yourself, write now or lose the inspiration or stay silent and never speak again. you decide your fate... Why i write....

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I wish there was a time to escape to a better place, and how to engrave your name in stone in a heart that spreads stones like along the river bed, cause in all of this pain i can seek, a stream a place to few your name like a memory forever and so i speak with a full heart i'd love to be there again, loved to love again, love to feel that again, but for now i just wish....

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Jun 15, 2020

Jun 15, 2020 at 3:04 PM UTC

i wish

I wish there was a time to escape to a better place, and how to engrave your name in stone in a heart that spreads stones like along the river bed, cause in all of this pain i can seek, a stream a place to few your name like a memory forever and so i speak with a full heart i'd love to be there again, loved to love again, love to feel that again, but for now i just wish....

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Self conflicted and disturbed, all thoughts pass through my mind with vengeance and misery, trying to control this hate growing inside and killing all part of emotion like a scythe through the grass and a flame eating away the dryness of this life, never knowing the pain and guild that was inflicted to ones mind and soul. I am a hate breather, negative eater and just all parts of chaos that make all the more sense in a world which only knows conflict and has no brain, pondering why things are as they are, are not questions to be asked in this world, do so and be branded to unknown one, for now and always... A negative eater and wishful peace of mind is a complexity of the wise and a curse to the unknown one...

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Jun 8, 2020

Jun 8, 2020 at 9:14 AM UTC

self conflict

Self conflicted and disturbed, all thoughts pass through my mind with vengeance and misery, trying to control this hate growing inside and killing all part of emotion like a scythe through the grass and a flame eating away the dryness of this life, never knowing the pain and guild that was inflicted to ones mind and soul. I am a hate breather, negative eater and just all parts of chaos that make all the more sense in a world which only knows conflict and has no brain, pondering why things are as they are, are not questions to be asked in this world, do so and be branded to unknown one, for now and always... A negative eater and wishful peace of mind is a complexity of the wise and a curse to the unknown one...

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