Lonakadir - Hello Poetry

But I’m tired of the poems That Rhythm with sad chords Pain after pain Aligns, to understand each other’s gain I’m trying to open up the chain That’s been closed with an ache, Of ones behaving like a blade But sometimes You have to let yourself drown into it Until it loosens up gradually With time, Being patient with you And finally, you’ll be free.

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Mar 17, 2020

Mar 17, 2020 at 9:00 AM UTC

Lonakadir

Sad chords.

But I’m tired of the poems That Rhythm with sad chords Pain after pain Aligns, to understand each other’s gain I’m trying to open up the chain That’s been closed with an ache, Of ones behaving like a blade But sometimes You have to let yourself drown into it Until it loosens up gradually With time, Being patient with you And finally, you’ll be free.

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I wanted you dead for a moment So I could come to your grave and tell you the things that I’ve been through and say all the things ive been wanting to tell you for so long since the alive you won’t be there.

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Nov 30, 2019

Nov 30, 2019 at 9:51 AM UTC

Lonakadir

MykindaThoughts

I wanted you dead for a moment So I could come to your grave and tell you the things that I’ve been through and say all the things ive been wanting to tell you for so long since the alive you won’t be there.

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I’m 22 And already broken twice Afew days left to be 23 I’m afraid I couldn’t make it thrice I’ve heard second chances would relieve you from the pain Once you let go, another chance would come in But what if the second one itself fails you even more!? The heart burns all of the scents of belief and starts to tore words that were once too fragile to pass the door Now it fractures the bone once they hear it more Ending it with a cracked foundation Of a disabled core.

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Nov 24, 2019

Nov 24, 2019 at 4:07 PM UTC

Lonakadir

22 to 23.

I’m 22 And already broken twice Afew days left to be 23 I’m afraid I couldn’t make it thrice I’ve heard second chances would relieve you from the pain Once you let go, another chance would come in But what if the second one itself fails you even more!? The heart burns all of the scents of belief and starts to tore words that were once too fragile to pass the door Now it fractures the bone once they hear it more Ending it with a cracked foundation Of a disabled core.

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It hurts peacefully I must say! Palm skin Outside clean Dripping inside Praying for a smile to be blinked.

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Nov 23, 2019

Nov 23, 2019 at 2:13 PM UTC

Lonakadir

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It hurts peacefully I must say! Palm skin Outside clean Dripping inside Praying for a smile to be blinked.

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Who to tell When you’re too furious of the world Who to begin with When you’re too broken to be healed And what pieces should you start with To put back the fractured parts of your own Anybody !? No one but you.

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Nov 22, 2019

Nov 22, 2019 at 1:36 PM UTC

Lonakadir

Who?

Who to tell When you’re too furious of the world Who to begin with When you’re too broken to be healed And what pieces should you start with To put back the fractured parts of your own Anybody !? No one but you.

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Dear old soul How have you been? How old have you become? and how many gallons of pain have you endured so far? Still breathing pain? And exhaling blame? When’s the right time To get relieved from all this pain!?

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Nov 16, 2019

Nov 16, 2019 at 8:42 AM UTC

Lonakadir

Old soul.

Dear old soul How have you been? How old have you become? and how many gallons of pain have you endured so far? Still breathing pain? And exhaling blame? When’s the right time To get relieved from all this pain!?

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I’ve brought you daffodils and daisies, Your favorite they said I believe nothing has changed ever since I left you Same flowers same taste But the only thing that’s changed my dear, Is your existence I miss you And I love you Always and forever Till we meet again!

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Nov 15, 2019

Nov 15, 2019 at 3:38 AM UTC

Lonakadir

My own Euology

I’ve brought you daffodils and daisies, Your favorite they said I believe nothing has changed ever since I left you Same flowers same taste But the only thing that’s changed my dear, Is your existence I miss you And I love you Always and forever Till we meet again!

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In a way or two I’ve still managed to keep the lines straight In a way or two The vertical structure still stands brave In a way or two The body works vertically but the mind three dimensionally In a way or two I still look vertical for the day.

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Nov 14, 2019

Nov 14, 2019 at 3:13 PM UTC

Lonakadir

Vertically brave

In a way or two I’ve still managed to keep the lines straight In a way or two The vertical structure still stands brave In a way or two The body works vertically but the mind three dimensionally In a way or two I still look vertical for the day.

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