alishashibli - Hello Poetry

I want to write a Haiku.⁣ But I don't know how.⁣ Maybe I'll try one every day⁣ And finally figure it out

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Feb 3, 2020

Feb 3, 2020 at 8:55 PM UTC

alishashibli

Writing Haiku

I want to write a Haiku.⁣ But I don't know how.⁣ Maybe I'll try one every day⁣ And finally figure it out

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do you have moments, where you can’t imagine a future? you’re lying there, staring at the same walls same ceilings same words with nothing but the same feelings- empty and pale, like there’s no reason to go on, when you can’t even do enough to fail. the future is coming, but you don’t want to be in it, can’t imagine yourself in it. where you just want to stop. everything. and just sit there for a while. maybe not death, as that’s too permanent, but something close to it. when you can feel the rope around your neck, the razor on your wrist, the way the pills taste. you can imagine it, and you aren’t sure if it’s what you want, or just the feelings you imagine it will give you

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alishashibli

Jun 27, 2019

Jun 27, 2019 at 9:10 AM UTC

AndWellBeFree

maybe not death, but something close

do you have moments, where you can’t imagine a future? you’re lying there, staring at the same walls same ceilings same words with nothing but the same feelings- empty and pale, like there’s no reason to go on, when you can’t even do enough to fail. the future is coming, but you don’t want to be in it, can’t imagine yourself in it. where you just want to stop. everything. and just sit there for a while. maybe not death, as that’s too permanent, but something close to it. when you can feel the rope around your neck, the razor on your wrist, the way the pills taste. you can imagine it, and you aren’t sure if it’s what you want, or just the feelings you imagine it will give you

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What’s the point? To struggle for the unknown To suffer uncertainty What’s the point? To believe in a bright future While living in the dark present What’s the point? To have people who care Who only offer sympathetic stares What’s the point? To lose a bit of you everyday Trying to build a fuller you for tomorrow What’s the point? To try and keep everyone happy While feeling miserable inside What’s the point? To anything...

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Jun 27, 2019

Jun 27, 2019 at 6:24 AM UTC

alishashibli

Point

What’s the point? To struggle for the unknown To suffer uncertainty What’s the point? To believe in a bright future While living in the dark present What’s the point? To have people who care Who only offer sympathetic stares What’s the point? To lose a bit of you everyday Trying to build a fuller you for tomorrow What’s the point? To try and keep everyone happy While feeling miserable inside What’s the point? To anything...

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The abyss gets darker The screams get louder The pain intensifies The confusion deepens The situation worsens The solutions stay blurry I wasn’t trained for this war Yet I’m fighting it My opponent comes with ammunition While I stand unprepared Scared Lost Confused Powerless With all these shortcomings I still fight The idea of giving up brings peace But I know the act of it won't I'm getting lost in the spiral Relying on hope to pull me out

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Jun 27, 2019

Jun 27, 2019 at 6:21 AM UTC

alishashibli

Abyss

The abyss gets darker The screams get louder The pain intensifies The confusion deepens The situation worsens The solutions stay blurry I wasn’t trained for this war Yet I’m fighting it My opponent comes with ammunition While I stand unprepared Scared Lost Confused Powerless With all these shortcomings I still fight The idea of giving up brings peace But I know the act of it won't I'm getting lost in the spiral Relying on hope to pull me out

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Strange is the power of fear It engulfs you and your reasoning Strange is the power of loneliness It finds rescue in words Strange is the power of heartbreak It finds strength in emptiness Being complete is probably bad for your art To connect, you have to be broken Life is funny that way

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Aug 27, 2017

Aug 27, 2017 at 11:23 AM UTC

alishashibli

Life Is Funny

Strange is the power of fear It engulfs you and your reasoning Strange is the power of loneliness It finds rescue in words Strange is the power of heartbreak It finds strength in emptiness Being complete is probably bad for your art To connect, you have to be broken Life is funny that way

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Today, I woke up to the idea of death Such a peaceful thought The kind of freedom that one fights for And still don’t achieve. My mind was convinced, but my body refused Strange connection, this. The mind demands something and the body denies Yet they reside together harmoniously. I looked out the window at the clear sky And unwillingly got out of bed Busying myself in the chores of the day Avoiding the thoughts of death. I know not the road I am on I have no destination in mind This route is unfamiliar to me and This loneliness makes all of this seem worthless In moments like these, I look for peace A way to end this misery After all, we all will die eventually

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Apr 19, 2017

Apr 19, 2017 at 12:38 PM UTC

alishashibli

Death

Today, I woke up to the idea of death Such a peaceful thought The kind of freedom that one fights for And still don’t achieve. My mind was convinced, but my body refused Strange connection, this. The mind demands something and the body denies Yet they reside together harmoniously. I looked out the window at the clear sky And unwillingly got out of bed Busying myself in the chores of the day Avoiding the thoughts of death. I know not the road I am on I have no destination in mind This route is unfamiliar to me and This loneliness makes all of this seem worthless In moments like these, I look for peace A way to end this misery After all, we all will die eventually

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It’ll either be right, or it’ll be wrong There is only one way to know. And if you’re worried that this could be a mistake, Then let’s make it the best ******* mistake of our lives.

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Apr 19, 2017

Apr 19, 2017 at 2:16 AM UTC

alishashibli

A Mistake

It’ll either be right, or it’ll be wrong There is only one way to know. And if you’re worried that this could be a mistake, Then let’s make it the best ******* mistake of our lives.

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There is a feeling inside my heart that’s hard to explain A hole, an empty void Whose presence I feel strongly Having nothing can hurt deeply It’s a feeling that ****** And doesn't stop pricking Where will you run? To failure, guilt, and hurt? The emptiness will follow like a shadow Sometimes you'll use words to let it all out Other times everything will go numb But the feeling of emptiness stays Silently screaming Asking to be filled You ask how It says figure out The cycle is exhausting So you quietly close your eyes Hoping to escape from it all for a while After all tomorrow is another day And the sun might shine

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Apr 18, 2017

Apr 18, 2017 at 1:21 PM UTC

alishashibli

Emptiness

There is a feeling inside my heart that’s hard to explain A hole, an empty void Whose presence I feel strongly Having nothing can hurt deeply It’s a feeling that ****** And doesn't stop pricking Where will you run? To failure, guilt, and hurt? The emptiness will follow like a shadow Sometimes you'll use words to let it all out Other times everything will go numb But the feeling of emptiness stays Silently screaming Asking to be filled You ask how It says figure out The cycle is exhausting So you quietly close your eyes Hoping to escape from it all for a while After all tomorrow is another day And the sun might shine

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Don't talk about your sadness, They'll say you're an annoyance. Don't talk about how terrified you are, They'll say you're frustrating. Don't talk about your struggles, They'll tell you all about their triumphs. Don't talk about what you're going through, They won't understand. Don't tell anyone anything. Simply cause it's pointless. Struggles of the dead are valued more than those who are alive. Nobody wants to sit with you and hear your sad story. They want you to toughen up and get over it. And that's not what you want to hear. So don't say anything to anyone.

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Apr 16, 2017

Apr 16, 2017 at 11:58 PM UTC

alishashibli

Don't Say

Don't talk about your sadness, They'll say you're an annoyance. Don't talk about how terrified you are, They'll say you're frustrating. Don't talk about your struggles, They'll tell you all about their triumphs. Don't talk about what you're going through, They won't understand. Don't tell anyone anything. Simply cause it's pointless. Struggles of the dead are valued more than those who are alive. Nobody wants to sit with you and hear your sad story. They want you to toughen up and get over it. And that's not what you want to hear. So don't say anything to anyone.

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Need plumbing? Call a plumber. Need an apartment? Call a broker. Need career help? Call a consultant. Need love? The number you’re trying to call does not exist.

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Apr 10, 2017

Apr 10, 2017 at 3:15 AM UTC

alishashibli

Need Love

Need plumbing? Call a plumber. Need an apartment? Call a broker. Need career help? Call a consultant. Need love? The number you’re trying to call does not exist.

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