Tea123 - Hello Poetry

You see, stretched far and wide, the ocean. It is just as your every move and motion. You always seem to come and go. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow. But you never go away or leave for good. I can always find traces of where you stood. And if I follow each of them, one after the other. I can always find you, putting two and two together. Do you see, up above, the pale blue skies? It is just as empty as the look in your eyes. Your soul seems very tired and strained Your heart is left behind, darkly stained. I have seen you search like a lonely ghost in the night. Across bodies of water, forests, and deserts for light. And till this day you are still roaming around. Searching for difference in the monotone sound. But now, do you see, beneath us all, the earth? It is just as fertile as the happiness you birth. You leave behind a trail wherever you go. Many things are added with each tomorrow. Fireflies, flowers, dew, a soft breeze grow. Yet, you never look back, only in sorrow. I wish you could see the truth in what you do. Not just what or how you are, but also who. And just as you can’t see the winds, even when all around. You don’t notice how free you are and unable to be bound. You bring change in the weather of life. But you never stop your roaming or strife. Your wings are strong but all grows tired. So please accept how you are wired. One day you will find a good place to build a nest. And I hope it is in my arms you will find your rest.

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Feb 11, 2021

Feb 11, 2021 at 6:35 AM UTC

Sea YOU.

You see, stretched far and wide, the ocean. It is just as your every move and motion. You always seem to come and go. Sometimes fast, sometimes slow. But you never go away or leave for good. I can always find traces of where you stood. And if I follow each of them, one after the other. I can always find you, putting two and two together. Do you see, up above, the pale blue skies? It is just as empty as the look in your eyes. Your soul seems very tired and strained Your heart is left behind, darkly stained. I have seen you search like a lonely ghost in the night. Across bodies of water, forests, and deserts for light. And till this day you are still roaming around. Searching for difference in the monotone sound. But now, do you see, beneath us all, the earth? It is just as fertile as the happiness you birth. You leave behind a trail wherever you go. Many things are added with each tomorrow. Fireflies, flowers, dew, a soft breeze grow. Yet, you never look back, only in sorrow. I wish you could see the truth in what you do. Not just what or how you are, but also who. And just as you can’t see the winds, even when all around. You don’t notice how free you are and unable to be bound. You bring change in the weather of life. But you never stop your roaming or strife. Your wings are strong but all grows tired. So please accept how you are wired. One day you will find a good place to build a nest. And I hope it is in my arms you will find your rest.

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I've been thinking hard About every single card Since we became dangerously unstable We decided to put our cards on the table Like a bridge in a prelude I've come to conclude... You truly love me, do you not? I'm unsure if it's a little or a lot. But despite how and what you feel You've decided to take and steal I've tasted of rejection Instead of true affection I have been abandoned and let down Just because you were born in this town You are cruel for pushing away my offered hand. All in the name of patriotism and love for your land. Your cruelty is birthed from your innocence And unknowingly, around you, you've built a fence. You don't know how much it scratches and stings To feel you plucking and playing on my heartstrings But the worst is that you have no idea or clue About the harshness I always receive of you So I've come to see That we can not be You love your homeland much more Than me, who's not here forevermore And you are unwilling to find a compromise Therefore, our relationship is facing its demise And although this makes my heart hurt and static From the very beginning, you've been a fanatic

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Feb 10, 2021

Feb 10, 2021 at 12:53 PM UTC

My conclusion to you.

I've been thinking hard About every single card Since we became dangerously unstable We decided to put our cards on the table Like a bridge in a prelude I've come to conclude... You truly love me, do you not? I'm unsure if it's a little or a lot. But despite how and what you feel You've decided to take and steal I've tasted of rejection Instead of true affection I have been abandoned and let down Just because you were born in this town You are cruel for pushing away my offered hand. All in the name of patriotism and love for your land. Your cruelty is birthed from your innocence And unknowingly, around you, you've built a fence. You don't know how much it scratches and stings To feel you plucking and playing on my heartstrings But the worst is that you have no idea or clue About the harshness I always receive of you So I've come to see That we can not be You love your homeland much more Than me, who's not here forevermore And you are unwilling to find a compromise Therefore, our relationship is facing its demise And although this makes my heart hurt and static From the very beginning, you've been a fanatic

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Death calls to me from time to time Sometimes, I even slip on its slime It reminds me of the stinging shards in my heart It reminds me of how close it and I are apart Softly, it whispers in my ears at night “Only I can help you take flight In this life, you go up this mountain every time Just to fall down, that won’t happen with my slime Every night, you cry yourself to sleep Hiding your true feelings, oh so deep If you call this life, how can I be any worse? If you accept me, I can give you rest Don’t you also think this is for the best?” Then, I sit still and listen to its reasoning But then I answer, after listening and thinking. “Death, I climb this mountain because I must When I fall down, it does wound my heart’s crust But more than anything, I learn With every loss, I earn With every tear, at night There is another bright light For every time I hide I find a better place to abide If you are silence, peace, and rest Life is adventure, which I like the best So please stop knocking on my door Stop pushing me to the floor Because I will not let you in I will get up after you think you win As long as I breathe I am not going to leave.

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Feb 10, 2021

Feb 10, 2021 at 12:45 PM UTC

Leave

Death calls to me from time to time Sometimes, I even slip on its slime It reminds me of the stinging shards in my heart It reminds me of how close it and I are apart Softly, it whispers in my ears at night “Only I can help you take flight In this life, you go up this mountain every time Just to fall down, that won’t happen with my slime Every night, you cry yourself to sleep Hiding your true feelings, oh so deep If you call this life, how can I be any worse? If you accept me, I can give you rest Don’t you also think this is for the best?” Then, I sit still and listen to its reasoning But then I answer, after listening and thinking. “Death, I climb this mountain because I must When I fall down, it does wound my heart’s crust But more than anything, I learn With every loss, I earn With every tear, at night There is another bright light For every time I hide I find a better place to abide If you are silence, peace, and rest Life is adventure, which I like the best So please stop knocking on my door Stop pushing me to the floor Because I will not let you in I will get up after you think you win As long as I breathe I am not going to leave.

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We learn out of hurt. Saying I don't want to hurt again, is not wise. Experiencing pain is not a bad thing if you can heal again. Healing is simple. We can forget the pain once we decide on it. Sometimes it takes time it is not always easy since we overthink. We think we are the special case and sink into self pitty again. We accept our bad parts and fail to see that we can improve instead. Special cases are rare and the chance that you are one is very slim. So don't think the hurt is too big for you to take since you are stronger.

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Feb 8, 2021

Feb 8, 2021 at 10:37 AM UTC

Haiku about hurt

We learn out of hurt. Saying I don't want to hurt again, is not wise. Experiencing pain is not a bad thing if you can heal again. Healing is simple. We can forget the pain once we decide on it. Sometimes it takes time it is not always easy since we overthink. We think we are the special case and sink into self pitty again. We accept our bad parts and fail to see that we can improve instead. Special cases are rare and the chance that you are one is very slim. So don't think the hurt is too big for you to take since you are stronger.

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Why are we scared to breathe? Is it because we are scared something good might leave? Is it because we don't want to be heard? Or do we see something that is feared? It's so easy though... Easy steps to follow: Inhale... Exhale... And repeat... Inhale... Exhale... Suddenly life is sweet... Inhale... Exhale... Listen to that sound... Inhale... Exhale... Isn't it a bit more peaceful all around? Inhale... Exhale... Breathing is keeping us alive... Inhale... Exhale... So soft, sweet, like a small wave... Inhale... Exhale... Like the sea, going back and forth... Inhale... Exhale... A soft breeze gliding over the earth... Inhale... Exhale... Beautiful, indeed... Like a small plant coming out a seed... Inhale... Exhale... Continue lifetime-long... You can because you are strong...

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Feb 8, 2021

Feb 8, 2021 at 10:28 AM UTC

*Breathe*

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Blue, orange, grey Night, day Clouds pass by Birds fly Stars show Storms blow So many sights Dark with tiny lights Smile for me With the sun in the sea Light and blue Sky, I love you

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Feb 8, 2021

Feb 8, 2021 at 10:17 AM UTC

Sky

Blue, orange, grey Night, day Clouds pass by Birds fly Stars show Storms blow So many sights Dark with tiny lights Smile for me With the sun in the sea Light and blue Sky, I love you

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Don't you realize or know...? That the place I will go... You can't come or follow... Sorry, darling, but no... No matter where we stay... They will try to take me away... So now... I will listen to what they say... Even if it makes me grey... The seasons will come and flow... The plants, bloom and grow... As they do, I will stay low... And far away, I will know... You and I were meant to be... It is as clear as day to me... They can say what they want to say... In the end, I will stay... For I love you, truly I do... And I will always come back to you... There is no other explanation... Our love is the only reason... Not all will understand... But as long as you hold my hand... We'll stand strong and hold tightly on... Nothing can go wrong... Do you know how I feel...? It's here, close, and so real... See the stars, way up so high? If you were so far, I'd cry... Don't leave me here alone... I don't want to turn to stone... You warm me up and help me recover... You are dear to me, my lover... This feeling isn't as strong... As yours but it's not wrong... With time, it shall grow... I can feel it, you know?

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Feb 8, 2021

Feb 8, 2021 at 10:15 AM UTC

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Don't you realize or know...? That the place I will go... You can't come or follow... Sorry, darling, but no... No matter where we stay... They will try to take me away... So now... I will listen to what they say... Even if it makes me grey... The seasons will come and flow... The plants, bloom and grow... As they do, I will stay low... And far away, I will know... You and I were meant to be... It is as clear as day to me... They can say what they want to say... In the end, I will stay... For I love you, truly I do... And I will always come back to you... There is no other explanation... Our love is the only reason... Not all will understand... But as long as you hold my hand... We'll stand strong and hold tightly on... Nothing can go wrong... Do you know how I feel...? It's here, close, and so real... See the stars, way up so high? If you were so far, I'd cry... Don't leave me here alone... I don't want to turn to stone... You warm me up and help me recover... You are dear to me, my lover... This feeling isn't as strong... As yours but it's not wrong... With time, it shall grow... I can feel it, you know?

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Into the unending Always straight and bending Out of the heart Healing and tearing apart Never fully explored Brightly colored A road into a foggy mist Sometimes not to resist Beating from soft to loud Then, the other way around Warm and firey And clearly... We are hopelessly lost forever Scenery goes wherever Blue as far as you can see Deep into this ocean and sea Sometimes a sighing forest Mountains and desert Heaven only knows where this will go I don't mind, it's not for us to know

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Feb 7, 2021

Feb 7, 2021 at 5:23 AM UTC

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Into the unending Always straight and bending Out of the heart Healing and tearing apart Never fully explored Brightly colored A road into a foggy mist Sometimes not to resist Beating from soft to loud Then, the other way around Warm and firey And clearly... We are hopelessly lost forever Scenery goes wherever Blue as far as you can see Deep into this ocean and sea Sometimes a sighing forest Mountains and desert Heaven only knows where this will go I don't mind, it's not for us to know

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Are children smarter? They often are enrolled in laughter. Are babies geniuses? They smile when they see different faces. So is it smart to be joyful? And stupid to be down and dull? I like to believe so. That we are sad when we need to be and let go. Then, grow out of our mistakes and learn to walk. We will make many mistakes before we can fluently talk. It's not wrong to be wrong. It might take us very long... But eventually, we will run and not stroll. We will easily be able to climb to any goal. Just don't expect to run before you can stand. Don't think you can draw when you've an inexperienced hand. We must learn with the years. Not always with laughter, but also tears. We have been given more than a day... To walk all this way. Stand up when you fall. When you can't, reach out or call. People want to help, many do. But we have all been lied to... We have become so suspicious of strangers... We make up all these scenarios and dangers... We make it harder... And people respond colder... We think we protect... But what do we really select? We choose to be hard. Cold, so we don't shard. But... when we bend with what we can't change... We widen our abilities and range... We actually become better. And even if it feels like we shatter... We actually turn stronger than before. We are softer but hard to the core. We let people say hurtful things... But we stay who we are and grow wings. We stay quiet cuz that way they won't be able to reply. We tell the truth, so people can rely. We stand our ground when people go too far. But we don't start a war. There is a limit when people gotta back down. They can't take your house when they have the whole town... But yes... Sometimes giving up the good for the great is best... We sometimes go from ***** to grand. And we don't always understand. I don't think it's always necessary. We might think it's unpleasant and scary. But knowing everything has been impossible since the beginning. The truth does sometimes takes away our singing. The more you know, the more you carry. But building on the hard truth is much better than... Building on pillars of salt and sand... We wilt if we don't grow... So let's hug ourselves and be happy now.

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Feb 7, 2021

Feb 7, 2021 at 5:16 AM UTC

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Are children smarter? They often are enrolled in laughter. Are babies geniuses? They smile when they see different faces. So is it smart to be joyful? And stupid to be down and dull? I like to believe so. That we are sad when we need to be and let go. Then, grow out of our mistakes and learn to walk. We will make many mistakes before we can fluently talk. It's not wrong to be wrong. It might take us very long... But eventually, we will run and not stroll. We will easily be able to climb to any goal. Just don't expect to run before you can stand. Don't think you can draw when you've an inexperienced hand. We must learn with the years. Not always with laughter, but also tears. We have been given more than a day... To walk all this way. Stand up when you fall. When you can't, reach out or call. People want to help, many do. But we have all been lied to... We have become so suspicious of strangers... We make up all these scenarios and dangers... We make it harder... And people respond colder... We think we protect... But what do we really select? We choose to be hard. Cold, so we don't shard. But... when we bend with what we can't change... We widen our abilities and range... We actually become better. And even if it feels like we shatter... We actually turn stronger than before. We are softer but hard to the core. We let people say hurtful things... But we stay who we are and grow wings. We stay quiet cuz that way they won't be able to reply. We tell the truth, so people can rely. We stand our ground when people go too far. But we don't start a war. There is a limit when people gotta back down. They can't take your house when they have the whole town... But yes... Sometimes giving up the good for the great is best... We sometimes go from ***** to grand. And we don't always understand. I don't think it's always necessary. We might think it's unpleasant and scary. But knowing everything has been impossible since the beginning. The truth does sometimes takes away our singing. The more you know, the more you carry. But building on the hard truth is much better than... Building on pillars of salt and sand... We wilt if we don't grow... So let's hug ourselves and be happy now.

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Memories and regret... We doubt and fret... A balance is necessary... Many think of mistakes as something scary... But how else will we learn? The people who don't want to listen and rather burn? When there is no one that knows what to do... Don't throw logic away and be you... But the question is "who am I?" Many people miss judge under the sky... Not only others but themselves too... We barely know what to do... The line has become so hazy... People are going beyond crazy... Even nature knows better... But the ice busy to shatter... The sky is turning ***** The sea is also filthy... And humans live on... Blinded and have forgotten the choice of right and wrong... When they think they work hard... It's just to get a higher number on their "credit card." We have forgotten to run free in the hills... We have left behind the winds that gave us chills... We look the other way from the sun... Do we even know which way we run? Nature has become exotic... People so toxic... Very few people experience the wild's beauty every day... Very few know by heart the wind's play... So I look at the moon... And know a complicated end will come soon...

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Feb 7, 2021

Feb 7, 2021 at 5:06 AM UTC

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Memories and regret... We doubt and fret... A balance is necessary... Many think of mistakes as something scary... But how else will we learn? The people who don't want to listen and rather burn? When there is no one that knows what to do... Don't throw logic away and be you... But the question is "who am I?" Many people miss judge under the sky... Not only others but themselves too... We barely know what to do... The line has become so hazy... People are going beyond crazy... Even nature knows better... But the ice busy to shatter... The sky is turning ***** The sea is also filthy... And humans live on... Blinded and have forgotten the choice of right and wrong... When they think they work hard... It's just to get a higher number on their "credit card." We have forgotten to run free in the hills... We have left behind the winds that gave us chills... We look the other way from the sun... Do we even know which way we run? Nature has become exotic... People so toxic... Very few people experience the wild's beauty every day... Very few know by heart the wind's play... So I look at the moon... And know a complicated end will come soon...

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