aya-gare - Hello Poetry

Always a grain of hope Pressed into these soft Edges You call lust Chrome blush Blooming in your trust Shading in the veins of your leaf As I sway myself to sleep Glistened gazes shut Once I mark you Unplugged As vulnerable as I ever am You grow naked ever more Petrified with a tired song Of metal you call rust Hold me Once I'm gone

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Jan 25, 2015

Jan 25, 2015 at 7:55 PM UTC

Stainless Steel

Always a grain of hope Pressed into these soft Edges You call lust Chrome blush Blooming in your trust Shading in the veins of your leaf As I sway myself to sleep Glistened gazes shut Once I mark you Unplugged As vulnerable as I ever am You grow naked ever more Petrified with a tired song Of metal you call rust Hold me Once I'm gone

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When all the world’s ablaze I will hold you loosely Loosen our tenure Of life in qualm In daze Of longing Of something better Feel. However pale with every yawning Know that you are freeing See that you are slipping Distant Within my reach Finally conceding All of life lived being All of tumultuous jeering

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Apr 30, 2011

Apr 30, 2011 at 12:32 PM UTC

Turbulence

When all the world’s ablaze I will hold you loosely Loosen our tenure Of life in qualm In daze Of longing Of something better Feel. However pale with every yawning Know that you are freeing See that you are slipping Distant Within my reach Finally conceding All of life lived being All of tumultuous jeering

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Carry me along The pedal flows The branches' growth And everything But your glow Iridescent luster Here, I stand A part of this whole, I refute Apart, part cosmos, part man Here I stand In all that I constitute Lost is he who sees not all, but all’s despair Far too gone is he who knows nowhere Reason for being settles on foreign ground Irreconcilable mood without a frown Carry me along The kettle’s moan The slanted hope And everything But your story Gust of air, left bare Cursed is he who grasps your silenced glory Rust encrusted journey Your truth has set me free.

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Aug 28, 2010

Aug 28, 2010 at 1:51 PM UTC

By the Hands of Being

Carry me along The pedal flows The branches' growth And everything But your glow Iridescent luster Here, I stand A part of this whole, I refute Apart, part cosmos, part man Here I stand In all that I constitute Lost is he who sees not all, but all’s despair Far too gone is he who knows nowhere Reason for being settles on foreign ground Irreconcilable mood without a frown Carry me along The kettle’s moan The slanted hope And everything But your story Gust of air, left bare Cursed is he who grasps your silenced glory Rust encrusted journey Your truth has set me free.

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Soft lids of rain flutter shut To the lullaby of your storms Warming stifled sighs of dust Someway, knowing to think no way To all and nothing; we are trying Something while we are nothing; decay As the scenery buries us within irony To this long lost parched inquiry I look away.

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Aug 13, 2010

Aug 13, 2010 at 3:32 PM UTC

Battle's Field

Soft lids of rain flutter shut To the lullaby of your storms Warming stifled sighs of dust Someway, knowing to think no way To all and nothing; we are trying Something while we are nothing; decay As the scenery buries us within irony To this long lost parched inquiry I look away.

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Locking under your swollen, cracked lips, a taste of unrequited freedom draws near. These ****** streams that seep through my pores are yours, as much as they are mine. Trace yourself around me, as the red tears under my walls escape and dribble down your limp touch. Feel the gears that constrain me. Hold me, love me. As my fingers glide across your face, I find my secret hiding place. Eyes blink, as soon as they meet. Soon to be defeated by rational delusions. It’s not so scary after all.

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Aug 11, 2010

Aug 11, 2010 at 11:05 AM UTC

In the End

Locking under your swollen, cracked lips, a taste of unrequited freedom draws near. These ****** streams that seep through my pores are yours, as much as they are mine. Trace yourself around me, as the red tears under my walls escape and dribble down your limp touch. Feel the gears that constrain me. Hold me, love me. As my fingers glide across your face, I find my secret hiding place. Eyes blink, as soon as they meet. Soon to be defeated by rational delusions. It’s not so scary after all.

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Heed to the comforts Within the glow of plague Compass the outskirts With your elapsed face Bring nothing But a taste Graze everything Without a trace Listen To the whips of pace To the rumble of roots Drenched in pain.

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Aug 11, 2010

Aug 11, 2010 at 1:07 AM UTC

That Sound

Heed to the comforts Within the glow of plague Compass the outskirts With your elapsed face Bring nothing But a taste Graze everything Without a trace Listen To the whips of pace To the rumble of roots Drenched in pain.

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Do you listen to the song the dolphins sing? So familiar and so distant Let me sing to you of the soft blooming and the dumbing down of rust The deep darkness sleeps, as your eyes clinch Linger the fold away with not another blink Inhale the moist stench of pity's salty breeze I'm standing on the vanilla frosted mountain you can not reach.

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Aug 11, 2010

Aug 11, 2010 at 12:53 AM UTC

Sleep

Do you listen to the song the dolphins sing? So familiar and so distant Let me sing to you of the soft blooming and the dumbing down of rust The deep darkness sleeps, as your eyes clinch Linger the fold away with not another blink Inhale the moist stench of pity's salty breeze I'm standing on the vanilla frosted mountain you can not reach.

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Into the crevice Of oceans miles deep Child of the extinct Tread your way over To the clutter of streams Seeker of the light Enduring the edge From falling years ahead Of feathers bound within Twisted branches Of hues Into the belly Of tempest’s allure Reaper of dreams Soak me into the paint Pave the draft way To my escape Hunter of clouds Leaning off children’s walls Delve among the color Strap into the sanity Of their annihilation Tinted inhumanity Along with their impel Color me closed Among all us Pretty shades of hell.

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Aug 11, 2010

Aug 11, 2010 at 12:47 AM UTC

To Be Human

Into the crevice Of oceans miles deep Child of the extinct Tread your way over To the clutter of streams Seeker of the light Enduring the edge From falling years ahead Of feathers bound within Twisted branches Of hues Into the belly Of tempest’s allure Reaper of dreams Soak me into the paint Pave the draft way To my escape Hunter of clouds Leaning off children’s walls Delve among the color Strap into the sanity Of their annihilation Tinted inhumanity Along with their impel Color me closed Among all us Pretty shades of hell.

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Lost among lonesome trees Whom conceal me so well As I lose my self to someone else Time can not catch me Running through this forest Of crippled bones and white leaves Hands grab at the feet of haste And passing this army of silence Bursts of blows at my face Here comes the legion of me Air breather Air dreamer With empty craves To constantly stare forward Down into the belly of blight Transcend toward The eyes of a child’s tear Past the tremble of lungs And up the devil’s ear Swallowed down into the gut Of a solemn night’s drear Here comes the force of feet Clocks watches time Dawning the termination Of the crooked stop sign Into Heaven’s curtain’s cape Straight through my escape Lost among vacant trees Whom color me so well As I immerse my self in someone else Time can not catch me.

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Aug 11, 2010

Aug 11, 2010 at 12:17 AM UTC

Legion of Me

Lost among lonesome trees Whom conceal me so well As I lose my self to someone else Time can not catch me Running through this forest Of crippled bones and white leaves Hands grab at the feet of haste And passing this army of silence Bursts of blows at my face Here comes the legion of me Air breather Air dreamer With empty craves To constantly stare forward Down into the belly of blight Transcend toward The eyes of a child’s tear Past the tremble of lungs And up the devil’s ear Swallowed down into the gut Of a solemn night’s drear Here comes the force of feet Clocks watches time Dawning the termination Of the crooked stop sign Into Heaven’s curtain’s cape Straight through my escape Lost among vacant trees Whom color me so well As I immerse my self in someone else Time can not catch me.

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Run away child As the world collapses Beneath your stumbling gasps Of ghastly daydreams With one more chance To pass the gulf of flight Just one last glance At the blinding moon light While you laminate Eliminate Us Our gleaming fight Past the purple phase Pass the green blockade I will lay there Laying Waiting Fading Swaying Pacing Chasing You The beat of hearts Never seemed possible And yet, it Never deemed unstoppable Don’t you see? I drown Into the depths Of you.

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Aug 11, 2010

Aug 11, 2010 at 12:13 AM UTC

Somewhere Safe

Run away child As the world collapses Beneath your stumbling gasps Of ghastly daydreams With one more chance To pass the gulf of flight Just one last glance At the blinding moon light While you laminate Eliminate Us Our gleaming fight Past the purple phase Pass the green blockade I will lay there Laying Waiting Fading Swaying Pacing Chasing You The beat of hearts Never seemed possible And yet, it Never deemed unstoppable Don’t you see? I drown Into the depths Of you.

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