Kush - Hello Poetry

These sonnets, these sonnets These words would never end This love this melody This lilt shall remain a friend this passion this hope this need; lives it transcends I keep writing making silly rhymes. Words fall, bend, blend in an array of meaningless thoughts. Love contend with ache: Heart content with brain. My soul, unable to comprehend, lets out a sigh. Unintended it amends and wends my beilefs. My boat ascends foreword. My heart pretends normal. Away from the condescending colleagues, I head to in the direction of dreams. At a distance, I see her waving, and I look down on my hand, engraved a name: she owns. My palm distends and announces an arrival. I pretend this will be final. A call from the wild invokes my mild intentions to tell her the truth and hope this won't be vital.

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Jun 14, 2018

Jun 14, 2018 at 8:25 AM UTC

Kush

Truth

These sonnets, these sonnets These words would never end This love this melody This lilt shall remain a friend this passion this hope this need; lives it transcends I keep writing making silly rhymes. Words fall, bend, blend in an array of meaningless thoughts. Love contend with ache: Heart content with brain. My soul, unable to comprehend, lets out a sigh. Unintended it amends and wends my beilefs. My boat ascends foreword. My heart pretends normal. Away from the condescending colleagues, I head to in the direction of dreams. At a distance, I see her waving, and I look down on my hand, engraved a name: she owns. My palm distends and announces an arrival. I pretend this will be final. A call from the wild invokes my mild intentions to tell her the truth and hope this won't be vital.

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They told us the news this Friday noon That her desk was empty, much too soon said, tomorrow theyd take her to stone And that the reasons were still unknown She was a good girl, got good grades in school Was well behaved and wasn't ever rude What took her would never be found She had buried it deep and covered it around I don't see her when I enter the same old class She was always on 2nd bench from last Doing her thing, drawing a doodle too good There was not much to see in her mood Must be a proletarian, I had thought Cuz so was I, just not so lost All the conversation I had was 'hello Miss" "Hello, Mr." She said. " Drop the miss, if you please" That was all I ever said, I regret it now I don't know why but I miss her somehow.

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Apr 3, 2018

Apr 3, 2018 at 11:06 PM UTC

Kush

The girl in shadows

They told us the news this Friday noon That her desk was empty, much too soon said, tomorrow theyd take her to stone And that the reasons were still unknown She was a good girl, got good grades in school Was well behaved and wasn't ever rude What took her would never be found She had buried it deep and covered it around I don't see her when I enter the same old class She was always on 2nd bench from last Doing her thing, drawing a doodle too good There was not much to see in her mood Must be a proletarian, I had thought Cuz so was I, just not so lost All the conversation I had was 'hello Miss" "Hello, Mr." She said. " Drop the miss, if you please" That was all I ever said, I regret it now I don't know why but I miss her somehow.

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My hands reached for yours Holding them in between Just like it happened In all dreams, I had seen You smiled; I smiled "You are beautiful," I said "No. You are." You said As if in protest.

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Feb 13, 2018

Feb 13, 2018 at 7:05 AM UTC

Kush

One True Love

My hands reached for yours Holding them in between Just like it happened In all dreams, I had seen You smiled; I smiled "You are beautiful," I said "No. You are." You said As if in protest.

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I see war movies in the night a little late That's only place I find People with greater pain I see it when I'm sad I see it when I feel disabled I see it when I need pals I see it to feel less miserable I saw a man in wildfire And another burning it There was one in vicious smoke There was one making it I saw the little devil blast I saw lots of flying metal I saw men killing fellow men And it squinched my heart a little Men lost their lives in war Some only died half Curse with a lot worse They'll have to die in parts Love doesn't pierce your flesh Or leave any visible scars But for I know and all I know I'd rather be at war

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Feb 13, 2018

Feb 13, 2018 at 2:21 AM UTC

Kush

War Movies

I see war movies in the night a little late That's only place I find People with greater pain I see it when I'm sad I see it when I feel disabled I see it when I need pals I see it to feel less miserable I saw a man in wildfire And another burning it There was one in vicious smoke There was one making it I saw the little devil blast I saw lots of flying metal I saw men killing fellow men And it squinched my heart a little Men lost their lives in war Some only died half Curse with a lot worse They'll have to die in parts Love doesn't pierce your flesh Or leave any visible scars But for I know and all I know I'd rather be at war

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Tell me that you didn't love me So I could go to bed Sleep with my self. instead Of your thoughts in my head Tell me that you didn't care I would go away deep Into the woods and seek The wilderness lost in me.

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Feb 6, 2018

Feb 6, 2018 at 3:25 PM UTC

Kush

Tell me

Tell me that you didn't love me So I could go to bed Sleep with my self. instead Of your thoughts in my head Tell me that you didn't care I would go away deep Into the woods and seek The wilderness lost in me.

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It's that time of year again And my legs are shaking I see the same thing And it's mine for the taking But my hand, its faking To be strong To hold on I don't wanna lose more But I'm not getting close What's happening to me The curtain is falling again The show is coming to close And nothing is seeming to change I remember the time I was doing just fine Everything I wanted Was falling on my side I felt it behind me I was seldom alone Cold breath on my neck Cutting me through my throat. Lust dripped on my skin Terrifying a part of my soul I would have thought to call That memory but it's long since gone

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Feb 6, 2018

Feb 6, 2018 at 2:50 PM UTC

Kush

that time of year

It's that time of year again And my legs are shaking I see the same thing And it's mine for the taking But my hand, its faking To be strong To hold on I don't wanna lose more But I'm not getting close What's happening to me The curtain is falling again The show is coming to close And nothing is seeming to change I remember the time I was doing just fine Everything I wanted Was falling on my side I felt it behind me I was seldom alone Cold breath on my neck Cutting me through my throat. Lust dripped on my skin Terrifying a part of my soul I would have thought to call That memory but it's long since gone

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I lay down fondling around with some thoughts still wet with memories I drew in from the oceans you made. Theres plenty to drown me but i still feel starved often when I feel lonely. Sometimes I forget that you were there... And that you still are. The fan hanging from ceiling, must too have feelings Cuz it shushes me to sleep Pulling me away from a league Of broken dreams, stopping me from wrecking some more Do you know when I cry A gust of wind gushes by Instantly drying my tears I wish if I could To blow my sadness away with it But alas I spent my wishes wishing you back When you were already there I do silly things sometimes I don't really think sometimes I asked forgiveness when there wasn't a mistake Lend a hand foreword, there was nothing to take Did we really had to fight Scratching a tale under wet pillows overnight It wasn't necessary. I guess that phase is over And if it come backs if ever Don't let down ur ego and cry Don't think of me and you'll be fine Okay then lay back down And lets see, this time How this turns out.

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Feb 6, 2018

Feb 6, 2018 at 12:31 PM UTC

Kush

3 AM thought

I lay down fondling around with some thoughts still wet with memories I drew in from the oceans you made. Theres plenty to drown me but i still feel starved often when I feel lonely. Sometimes I forget that you were there... And that you still are. The fan hanging from ceiling, must too have feelings Cuz it shushes me to sleep Pulling me away from a league Of broken dreams, stopping me from wrecking some more Do you know when I cry A gust of wind gushes by Instantly drying my tears I wish if I could To blow my sadness away with it But alas I spent my wishes wishing you back When you were already there I do silly things sometimes I don't really think sometimes I asked forgiveness when there wasn't a mistake Lend a hand foreword, there was nothing to take Did we really had to fight Scratching a tale under wet pillows overnight It wasn't necessary. I guess that phase is over And if it come backs if ever Don't let down ur ego and cry Don't think of me and you'll be fine Okay then lay back down And lets see, this time How this turns out.

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