LeV3e - Hello Poetry

If you were a flower I'd want to be your roots Digging through the mud would be worth The site of your petals in bloom If you were the moon, then I'd want to be your sun Shining light on your gorgeous face Even though Earth casts it's shadow I'd know it's just a phase Like tides of the ocean Ripping sand from beneath our feet Time keeps taking away from me If I were a clock, please Would you take my hand, and Strike up a conversation when Midnight becomes another day If I were this gold ring I'd promise you forever If only we had longer to But this life will just have to do If you say "I do" too

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May 27, 2025

May 27, 2025 at 4:09 AM UTC

If I Were A Clock

If you were a flower I'd want to be your roots Digging through the mud would be worth The site of your petals in bloom If you were the moon, then I'd want to be your sun Shining light on your gorgeous face Even though Earth casts it's shadow I'd know it's just a phase Like tides of the ocean Ripping sand from beneath our feet Time keeps taking away from me If I were a clock, please Would you take my hand, and Strike up a conversation when Midnight becomes another day If I were this gold ring I'd promise you forever If only we had longer to But this life will just have to do If you say "I do" too

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It's been almost ten years since I wrote that violence was imminent The guns in our classrooms, and hate towards the immigrants. We're more divided now than ever before And the horrible future ahead means war. It obvious that we haven't been studying because, 1.5° Celcius doesn't sound like such a scary thing until, you see the flames coming towards you down the hill, And there's not enough water in the reservoirs to win. So, we're cutting funding here and there Anything to avoid taxing the billionaires What good is an education anyway now That AI can take all those dreams away We offshored the factories, might as well send off the tech We'll ban the apps we don't like, so we can get a bigger check Tarrif the food supply, and deport all the farmhands Jack up the rent in cities, and buy all the private land The wheat will stop growing soon, and The white house is a circus tent, so When there's no bread left to break, then What's the point of these sycophants?

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Jan 13, 2025

Jan 13, 2025 at 4:00 PM UTC

Bread and Circuses

It's been almost ten years since I wrote that violence was imminent The guns in our classrooms, and hate towards the immigrants. We're more divided now than ever before And the horrible future ahead means war. It obvious that we haven't been studying because, 1.5° Celcius doesn't sound like such a scary thing until, you see the flames coming towards you down the hill, And there's not enough water in the reservoirs to win. So, we're cutting funding here and there Anything to avoid taxing the billionaires What good is an education anyway now That AI can take all those dreams away We offshored the factories, might as well send off the tech We'll ban the apps we don't like, so we can get a bigger check Tarrif the food supply, and deport all the farmhands Jack up the rent in cities, and buy all the private land The wheat will stop growing soon, and The white house is a circus tent, so When there's no bread left to break, then What's the point of these sycophants?

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The days feel like a fleeting eternity Watching the sun carry us along Like a stone caught in the flow of a river Time slowly dissolving our bones Sand slipping through the cracks of my fingers I'm trying to hold on to something too small A reason to keep going is fickle in this world When just being alive isn't enough on its own.

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Jan 6, 2025

Jan 6, 2025 at 10:13 PM UTC

Mundane

The days feel like a fleeting eternity Watching the sun carry us along Like a stone caught in the flow of a river Time slowly dissolving our bones Sand slipping through the cracks of my fingers I'm trying to hold on to something too small A reason to keep going is fickle in this world When just being alive isn't enough on its own.

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I can sense the reaper coming I've seen what's happening all around me, our livelihoods crumbling, the hospitals crowding, and debt climbing to the sky. I can hear the reaper coming I watched as fascists screamed on camera to roaring applause that it's the immigrants fault, cause they're taking your jobs. I can feel the reaper coming I saw flashing lights on a screen that symbolized a number of deaths so large that it starts to lose meaning, so we focus instead on Luigi. I can smell the reaper coming I looked past my phone when I caught a whiff of desire for something more, but the view outside was disturbing, so I'd rather be alone. I can taste the reaper coming I was eyeing up this platter when the bittersweet taste of pleasure was swept away by the overwhelming panic I feel while in public. I've been so distracted through the years that the glaze over my eyes might be permentantly there, but I hate being so blind as much as I hate asking you if... Is the reaper here?

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Jan 3, 2025

Jan 3, 2025 at 5:26 PM UTC

Reap What You Sow

I can sense the reaper coming I've seen what's happening all around me, our livelihoods crumbling, the hospitals crowding, and debt climbing to the sky. I can hear the reaper coming I watched as fascists screamed on camera to roaring applause that it's the immigrants fault, cause they're taking your jobs. I can feel the reaper coming I saw flashing lights on a screen that symbolized a number of deaths so large that it starts to lose meaning, so we focus instead on Luigi. I can smell the reaper coming I looked past my phone when I caught a whiff of desire for something more, but the view outside was disturbing, so I'd rather be alone. I can taste the reaper coming I was eyeing up this platter when the bittersweet taste of pleasure was swept away by the overwhelming panic I feel while in public. I've been so distracted through the years that the glaze over my eyes might be permentantly there, but I hate being so blind as much as I hate asking you if... Is the reaper here?

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Sweat drips into gasoline pipes, the Burning in my stomach causing Noxious fumes clouding the sky, as Acid rains down on my tongue, while Chewing on black rubber, but Don't swallow your sorrows, remember Steer clear of the profits, that Promise a better tomorrow, see The fruit of knowledge is bittersweet And all of these people gotta eat, so We'll carve through the rock and blood Black skeletons soaking in sin To keep our treats in refrigeration There's little man hasn't already done.

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Jul 27, 2024

Jul 27, 2024 at 4:33 PM UTC

Sweat

Sweat drips into gasoline pipes, the Burning in my stomach causing Noxious fumes clouding the sky, as Acid rains down on my tongue, while Chewing on black rubber, but Don't swallow your sorrows, remember Steer clear of the profits, that Promise a better tomorrow, see The fruit of knowledge is bittersweet And all of these people gotta eat, so We'll carve through the rock and blood Black skeletons soaking in sin To keep our treats in refrigeration There's little man hasn't already done.

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Time passes like clouds in the sky Lessons cycle like white spirals Twisting deeper into my mind Carving passion into canyons Hobbies become habits or Potential into careers Joy into sadness or Love into tears All the while My children Won't stop Growing Up

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Jul 22, 2024

Jul 22, 2024 at 5:30 PM UTC

My Children

Time passes like clouds in the sky Lessons cycle like white spirals Twisting deeper into my mind Carving passion into canyons Hobbies become habits or Potential into careers Joy into sadness or Love into tears All the while My children Won't stop Growing Up

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I know these words need not to rhyme Yet the sound rings out as if divine Hands wrung out the blood in my heart Spilling love onto white and making it art We've traveled the world and seen so far Across oceans of water and to the stars Past peaks of earth that scrape the sky's Through the struggles and doubt of just getting by You've attracted me like a moth to flame A light in the garden that paints the way You're the moon to my midnight, the rays on my petals You're the reason I fight, to put down my devils This feels so right, knowing that Alexandrite Changes in the light from purple to green It seems like we were always meant to be So I'll never let go, if you'll marry me?

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Apr 12, 2024

Apr 12, 2024 at 8:43 AM UTC

Like a Moth to Flame

I know these words need not to rhyme Yet the sound rings out as if divine Hands wrung out the blood in my heart Spilling love onto white and making it art We've traveled the world and seen so far Across oceans of water and to the stars Past peaks of earth that scrape the sky's Through the struggles and doubt of just getting by You've attracted me like a moth to flame A light in the garden that paints the way You're the moon to my midnight, the rays on my petals You're the reason I fight, to put down my devils This feels so right, knowing that Alexandrite Changes in the light from purple to green It seems like we were always meant to be So I'll never let go, if you'll marry me?

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Blades cut back to the roots Forced us to start fresh Like the waning moon Or the sun when it sets From frost to morning dew Life wakes from its rest Seeds grow into shoots Surviving winters test Cycles begin anew Like babes to a breast Or when flowers bloom On Persephone's dress

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Mar 20, 2024

Mar 20, 2024 at 5:55 PM UTC

Persephone's Dress

Blades cut back to the roots Forced us to start fresh Like the waning moon Or the sun when it sets From frost to morning dew Life wakes from its rest Seeds grow into shoots Surviving winters test Cycles begin anew Like babes to a breast Or when flowers bloom On Persephone's dress

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Bitter words drip from My heart cracked across The cold concrete floor Froze over with black Icy finger tips Reaching for my soul Tossed into an un- Marked grave with no head ****** by the crowd of Crows plucking eyes out A world without fire Consumed by winter's Embrace.

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Mar 12, 2024

Mar 12, 2024 at 12:20 PM UTC

Winter's Embrace

Bitter words drip from My heart cracked across The cold concrete floor Froze over with black Icy finger tips Reaching for my soul Tossed into an un- Marked grave with no head ****** by the crowd of Crows plucking eyes out A world without fire Consumed by winter's Embrace.

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I tried turning the other cheek It left me battered and bruised I tried washing their ***** feet They walked over me after I was done being used I tried opening up my home to them I was left with the debts and dues I tried my best to understand But I'm still so confused I've worked so hard to share my art Years and I'm still afraid to starve I wanted to show the world my heart Crushed under the imperial boot I finally found peace when I ran away Back home where I once sought to escape But this calm wasn't meant to last As my fears of the world turned inward on my self Plagued by anxiety and chronic stress Paralyzed by the most simple of tasks Where there once was a boy with flowering ambition Now sits a man made of broken glass

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Feb 14, 2024

Feb 14, 2024 at 8:34 PM UTC

Heart of Glass

I tried turning the other cheek It left me battered and bruised I tried washing their ***** feet They walked over me after I was done being used I tried opening up my home to them I was left with the debts and dues I tried my best to understand But I'm still so confused I've worked so hard to share my art Years and I'm still afraid to starve I wanted to show the world my heart Crushed under the imperial boot I finally found peace when I ran away Back home where I once sought to escape But this calm wasn't meant to last As my fears of the world turned inward on my self Plagued by anxiety and chronic stress Paralyzed by the most simple of tasks Where there once was a boy with flowering ambition Now sits a man made of broken glass

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