bashirr_h - Hello Poetry

I hate myself for leaving you I left you dreams of what could’ve been I left you with the most beautiful of memories What gave me the right to leave you? There is a depth to that question that haunts me I don’t have an answer and it scares me It scares me that I chose me I didn’t know that to find love, you had to choose I though that when I chose you, you’d choose me too

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Sep 20, 2024

Sep 20, 2024 at 4:51 PM UTC

Leaving you

I hate myself for leaving you I left you dreams of what could’ve been I left you with the most beautiful of memories What gave me the right to leave you? There is a depth to that question that haunts me I don’t have an answer and it scares me It scares me that I chose me I didn’t know that to find love, you had to choose I though that when I chose you, you’d choose me too

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It was a slow and painful death I loved you until the final breath I didn’t even feel the blade of the knife as it pierced my heart You watched as our souls broke apart The innocence of love no more It’s decayed from the core poisoned by the venom of the self my corpse left to rot on the shelf I won’t wake up this time there are no words left for this storyline only to mourn and grieve time is the final reprieve

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Sep 20, 2024

Sep 20, 2024 at 4:26 PM UTC

Romantic Homicide

It was a slow and painful death I loved you until the final breath I didn’t even feel the blade of the knife as it pierced my heart You watched as our souls broke apart The innocence of love no more It’s decayed from the core poisoned by the venom of the self my corpse left to rot on the shelf I won’t wake up this time there are no words left for this storyline only to mourn and grieve time is the final reprieve

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Rummage at these bones Your stomach must be filled today Hallucinations of your tomb stone You must not be led astray Woe the passing time You cannot allow life to play like a pantomime Oh the angel of death is coming Pushing and shoving None shall get in his way I pray it is not the end today.

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Apr 2, 2018

Apr 2, 2018 at 9:18 AM UTC

Scavenger

Rummage at these bones Your stomach must be filled today Hallucinations of your tomb stone You must not be led astray Woe the passing time You cannot allow life to play like a pantomime Oh the angel of death is coming Pushing and shoving None shall get in his way I pray it is not the end today.

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A feeling I am unable to quantify Unable to conceptualise Uncompromising I am held hostage by your habits and manners I have ritualised attentive with my ever watchful eye none could defy hidden in plain view my unyielding love of you

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Feb 26, 2018

Feb 26, 2018 at 12:18 PM UTC

Habitual Ritual

A feeling I am unable to quantify Unable to conceptualise Uncompromising I am held hostage by your habits and manners I have ritualised attentive with my ever watchful eye none could defy hidden in plain view my unyielding love of you

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Trapped gasping for air All eyes on you, can’t hide from the glare Feet stuck firm on the ground Swimming in the deep oceans of thought I could drown Jaw clenched Fists wrenched Tense. Smile they say Pretend like everything is okay On with the show Its been 19 years, keep the façade status quo Your mask shall not fade this soon There is a lifetime ahead till the full moon.

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Feb 16, 2018

Feb 16, 2018 at 4:34 PM UTC

Teenage soul

Trapped gasping for air All eyes on you, can’t hide from the glare Feet stuck firm on the ground Swimming in the deep oceans of thought I could drown Jaw clenched Fists wrenched Tense. Smile they say Pretend like everything is okay On with the show Its been 19 years, keep the façade status quo Your mask shall not fade this soon There is a lifetime ahead till the full moon.

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Driven by irrational forces of needs and desires, His thoughts overtaken by the corporate propaganda regime, She fills her face with powders so much so you would believe she was born with it, Misinformed or purposefully restrained? Her true beauty ignored; her outer-self objectified, An object whose vassal is unknown or unseen It… Born out of this ever expanding notion of the self The tele screens simultaneously in our pockets and in front our eyes, Constantly urging us to engage, Our alertness to (anti)-social social control, An almost schizophrenic response, Fingers twitch uncontrollably, Our information seamlessly collected and distributed, Our freedoms of thought and expression sold to the highest bidder, In the age of decadence we shall march, We shall be loyal subjects and be subjugated without quarrel, We shall adorn our flesh with garments whose worth has been dictated, We shall sacrifice our hard earned currency for our digital fix, For we are the loyal and never fulfilled consumer.

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Feb 16, 2018

Feb 16, 2018 at 1:37 PM UTC

Consume or be Consumed

Driven by irrational forces of needs and desires, His thoughts overtaken by the corporate propaganda regime, She fills her face with powders so much so you would believe she was born with it, Misinformed or purposefully restrained? Her true beauty ignored; her outer-self objectified, An object whose vassal is unknown or unseen It… Born out of this ever expanding notion of the self The tele screens simultaneously in our pockets and in front our eyes, Constantly urging us to engage, Our alertness to (anti)-social social control, An almost schizophrenic response, Fingers twitch uncontrollably, Our information seamlessly collected and distributed, Our freedoms of thought and expression sold to the highest bidder, In the age of decadence we shall march, We shall be loyal subjects and be subjugated without quarrel, We shall adorn our flesh with garments whose worth has been dictated, We shall sacrifice our hard earned currency for our digital fix, For we are the loyal and never fulfilled consumer.

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What an emotional vacuum, A world where one cannot express emotions clearly without the aid of the emoji, This disease has bread a culture of animation rather than expression, What ever happened to communication? Disdain towards the age old conversation, Discourse replaced by digital intimacy, Fluent with the QWERTY keyboard, The zest of adjectives limited to a few abbreviations, Carried away to the vast world of cyber space, Yet a human body always gives off subliminal energy, I will always be drawn to that energy.

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Feb 15, 2018

Feb 15, 2018 at 2:47 AM UTC

Senseless world

What an emotional vacuum, A world where one cannot express emotions clearly without the aid of the emoji, This disease has bread a culture of animation rather than expression, What ever happened to communication? Disdain towards the age old conversation, Discourse replaced by digital intimacy, Fluent with the QWERTY keyboard, The zest of adjectives limited to a few abbreviations, Carried away to the vast world of cyber space, Yet a human body always gives off subliminal energy, I will always be drawn to that energy.

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As I meander in this valley of existence I wonder where I am headed. As I explore the lands of God I am unveiled to the heavenly creatures that grace this earth. As I look beyond my immediate surrounding I find He in nature I cross mountains touching the ceiling of my realm. As I swim across vast lakes there is an enigmatic preserve beneath me, From this alien like world I see His refuge. As I traverse the sand deserts I am swept under a storm of grains. I once again seek refuge in Him. Unto you we belong and unto Him we shall return.

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Feb 14, 2018

Feb 14, 2018 at 3:42 PM UTC

Humbled dweller

As I meander in this valley of existence I wonder where I am headed. As I explore the lands of God I am unveiled to the heavenly creatures that grace this earth. As I look beyond my immediate surrounding I find He in nature I cross mountains touching the ceiling of my realm. As I swim across vast lakes there is an enigmatic preserve beneath me, From this alien like world I see His refuge. As I traverse the sand deserts I am swept under a storm of grains. I once again seek refuge in Him. Unto you we belong and unto Him we shall return.

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