hellopoetry35 - Hello Poetry

Lost amidst a hundreds of me I squeeze myself for me to see Plains, mountains, waters of the sea Gaze up and wonder, “Why not free” I hush back at them “Let me be” Loud winds tickle me with shivers Alike the sight of mad rivers I keep tight of fear I slither To a land that has no giver I cry out “I shall not wither” Glued aside by rebuking rain My once beholder claims in pain The need to set loose its dense stain “I served thee…” I longed to complain… “…Cold and wet,” yet all lost in vain Here I’m blown by wondrous echoes So swift to a place so hollow Across vast reefs and wild meadows To hide is to keep me shallow I rise again “Hear my sorrow” NHH "Plume"

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Jun 6, 2022

Jun 6, 2022 at 9:32 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

The Feather "Plume"

Lost amidst a hundreds of me I squeeze myself for me to see Plains, mountains, waters of the sea Gaze up and wonder, “Why not free” I hush back at them “Let me be” Loud winds tickle me with shivers Alike the sight of mad rivers I keep tight of fear I slither To a land that has no giver I cry out “I shall not wither” Glued aside by rebuking rain My once beholder claims in pain The need to set loose its dense stain “I served thee…” I longed to complain… “…Cold and wet,” yet all lost in vain Here I’m blown by wondrous echoes So swift to a place so hollow Across vast reefs and wild meadows To hide is to keep me shallow I rise again “Hear my sorrow” NHH "Plume"

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An easy recipe for you and me 1, 2 and 3 steps is all it takes Chopped nuts of first degree Spread amidst the moist bakes Chewy…fudgie…is the key To making the stomach aches NHH "Plume"

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Jun 6, 2022

Jun 6, 2022 at 9:20 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

Fudgie Brownie

An easy recipe for you and me 1, 2 and 3 steps is all it takes Chopped nuts of first degree Spread amidst the moist bakes Chewy…fudgie…is the key To making the stomach aches NHH "Plume"

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To many, they are sweet surrenders To some, eruptions from boiling wonders What have we to taste but crunchy doughs Fried hot as each dives in and flows One by one they float above sugary sap Dipped and glazed with cheers and a clap A name for lokaimat and a cry for bites Sweet ***** is worth the delights NHH "Plume"

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Jun 6, 2022

Jun 6, 2022 at 9:19 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

“Lok-ai-mat...” Sweetened Floats

To many, they are sweet surrenders To some, eruptions from boiling wonders What have we to taste but crunchy doughs Fried hot as each dives in and flows One by one they float above sugary sap Dipped and glazed with cheers and a clap A name for lokaimat and a cry for bites Sweet ***** is worth the delights NHH "Plume"

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A lonesome coconut cake Sitting at the windowsill Rich in filling ingredients Awaiting a rich man's bill Handful of hearts at its heart A remedy for all proud addicts Creaminess at its summit Discouraging tempered restricts NHH "Plume"

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Jun 6, 2022

Jun 6, 2022 at 9:17 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

Cocconut on the Bake

A lonesome coconut cake Sitting at the windowsill Rich in filling ingredients Awaiting a rich man's bill Handful of hearts at its heart A remedy for all proud addicts Creaminess at its summit Discouraging tempered restricts NHH "Plume"

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You glare at me With eyes that won’t see The deep meanings not yet set free I look to the inside of you A stranger whose time is due Lost and wild in one’s own view Frowns, smiles, and tears flow Like ****** stemming underneath the snow But you keep steady, yet tired and slow “Halt now,” I dare speak out My words to you are of no sprout Your own make no sound even in a shout I long for that some one Whose praise of life is still undone Whose long waits turn boredom into fun I stare back to break the bond Unleash the tie…I am no fond I claim back the ripples of my pond NHH "Plume"

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Jun 6, 2022

Jun 6, 2022 at 9:06 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

The Book

You glare at me With eyes that won’t see The deep meanings not yet set free I look to the inside of you A stranger whose time is due Lost and wild in one’s own view Frowns, smiles, and tears flow Like ****** stemming underneath the snow But you keep steady, yet tired and slow “Halt now,” I dare speak out My words to you are of no sprout Your own make no sound even in a shout I long for that some one Whose praise of life is still undone Whose long waits turn boredom into fun I stare back to break the bond Unleash the tie…I am no fond I claim back the ripples of my pond NHH "Plume"

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In memory of an unmemorable 4th of August On a once calm, but malicious day of 2020 Eyes were blinded by unforgivable eruptions That stormed its rage alongshore Beirut Banging down the mightiest of towers Too overwhelming to be recognizably real Too agonizing to be tolerably sensible All witness bodies of wandering souls Of victims heaped beneath breathless rubble Of dust streams escaping through mindless erections In memory of an aching 4th of August From an unknown hour, as an alarming clock strikes six-o-eight Ears were deafened by voiceless sobs Of too many people chained in abominable wounds Echoing thunders through audacious streets Such a calamity we had to endure Such a misery we are destined to co-opt Each would rise again in delirium In fervor for a melodrama In search for the shielded guilty In memory of a treacherous 4th of August After a long-lost year in mourning distress Six-o-eight is vividly reborn when Hand-in-hand all stand upright Weak but willful for a cause Tormented yet woven in hope To walk the walls of beloved Beirut To carry up high its bleeding flags To soothe spoken words of a sorrowful mother “Death is my hope that shall take me to my son” In memory of a promising 4th of August The six-o-eight shall ring its bell And scream “Hail down to the defendants!” NHH "Plume"

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Jun 6, 2022

Jun 6, 2022 at 9:02 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

At 6:08 pm ...

In memory of an unmemorable 4th of August On a once calm, but malicious day of 2020 Eyes were blinded by unforgivable eruptions That stormed its rage alongshore Beirut Banging down the mightiest of towers Too overwhelming to be recognizably real Too agonizing to be tolerably sensible All witness bodies of wandering souls Of victims heaped beneath breathless rubble Of dust streams escaping through mindless erections In memory of an aching 4th of August From an unknown hour, as an alarming clock strikes six-o-eight Ears were deafened by voiceless sobs Of too many people chained in abominable wounds Echoing thunders through audacious streets Such a calamity we had to endure Such a misery we are destined to co-opt Each would rise again in delirium In fervor for a melodrama In search for the shielded guilty In memory of a treacherous 4th of August After a long-lost year in mourning distress Six-o-eight is vividly reborn when Hand-in-hand all stand upright Weak but willful for a cause Tormented yet woven in hope To walk the walls of beloved Beirut To carry up high its bleeding flags To soothe spoken words of a sorrowful mother “Death is my hope that shall take me to my son” In memory of a promising 4th of August The six-o-eight shall ring its bell And scream “Hail down to the defendants!” NHH "Plume"

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Earth is swelling up Slowly, however more serene Quenching for heroes fairly keen “We’ll handle all that we have seen” Nature is waking up Too late, nonetheless too abrupt Praying for saviors less corrupt “We’ll sort all that which we disrupt” Weather is bursting up Viciously, yet quite timidly Searching for champs cloned vividly “We’ll swipe all Vermont rigidly” NHH "Plume"

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Nov 29, 2020

Nov 29, 2020 at 11:53 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

An Aching Breath

Earth is swelling up Slowly, however more serene Quenching for heroes fairly keen “We’ll handle all that we have seen” Nature is waking up Too late, nonetheless too abrupt Praying for saviors less corrupt “We’ll sort all that which we disrupt” Weather is bursting up Viciously, yet quite timidly Searching for champs cloned vividly “We’ll swipe all Vermont rigidly” NHH "Plume"

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Boredom ringing The beats of singing Louder than ever Into ears made clever Boredom clapping The drums of napping Milder than before Across views blown ashore Boredom rocking The tones of knocking Swifter than today Between stirs wiped astray NHH "Plume"

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Nov 29, 2020

Nov 29, 2020 at 11:40 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

Sound of Boredom

Boredom ringing The beats of singing Louder than ever Into ears made clever Boredom clapping The drums of napping Milder than before Across views blown ashore Boredom rocking The tones of knocking Swifter than today Between stirs wiped astray NHH "Plume"

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Captured by the sight of spring bees I look beyond the bark of trees And get a glimpse of frozen seas I escape myself from disease And fly away in pairs or threes Over heads of those dressed for skis Plains, plateaus locked up with mild keys Look up towards me with deep pleas Hovering with wild, odd wheeze Skies in grey color with rupees ****** my wings or so to appease Clutching feathers bent with unease Amidst a trip meant to displease My body shoves into the breeze Softly down as if with bent knees NHH "Plume"

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Nov 29, 2020

Nov 29, 2020 at 11:37 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

Fly And Away

Captured by the sight of spring bees I look beyond the bark of trees And get a glimpse of frozen seas I escape myself from disease And fly away in pairs or threes Over heads of those dressed for skis Plains, plateaus locked up with mild keys Look up towards me with deep pleas Hovering with wild, odd wheeze Skies in grey color with rupees ****** my wings or so to appease Clutching feathers bent with unease Amidst a trip meant to displease My body shoves into the breeze Softly down as if with bent knees NHH "Plume"

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Nightfall crawls up Nightfall crawls down Resting stars thrilled With liquids spilled Shading rocks haste To savor waste Nightfall crawls up Nightfall crawls down Hot comets shamed Of garbage flamed Whirling holes tear To rain off smear Nightfall crawls up Nightfall crawls down Hanging sun spoiled By gases boiled Cold moon revolves To clean dissolves NHH "Plume"

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Nov 29, 2020

Nov 29, 2020 at 11:34 AM UTC

hellopoetry35

Filth From Above

Nightfall crawls up Nightfall crawls down Resting stars thrilled With liquids spilled Shading rocks haste To savor waste Nightfall crawls up Nightfall crawls down Hot comets shamed Of garbage flamed Whirling holes tear To rain off smear Nightfall crawls up Nightfall crawls down Hanging sun spoiled By gases boiled Cold moon revolves To clean dissolves NHH "Plume"

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