henrybrooke - Hello Poetry

Hello you, welcome to my home ! It's a sunny day today, yet have you come alone ? Listen around to the trees and their green leaves, hear the slow sprouting boil around gently, it seems as if this place is simmering : a true piece of paradise out of time. You've come to this cemeteray, the Cimetière Pere Lachaise no less, to see Jim Morrison, Oscar Wilde, Chopin i suppose ? Wise man, their tombs are monuments and they are very sweet ghosts. But I can see you've stopped your mind just now on a secondary sepulture, on a winding path few explore that is my home, this is my voice. I know it's pretty right ? It dosen't look half as good in winter, it's so grim, yet with all these bees, and trees and yellow and sun and crimson and blue and white, i bet you've never seen a prettier picnic place. I died 20 years ago, you weren't born. It's okay, it didn't hurt much, and when you die you sort of get to choose what you do, you can roam around, you can disapear, you can stay near your grave, you can even wait for someone dear, though that's what i think they call hell. I choose to wake up every summer, when it gets warm, i get to feel alive again, i get to wander the park and rush elbows with people and tourists, i look at the colorful clothes. When you die you become sort of eternal, like an idea of yourself you aren't you aren't any longer thirsty or hungry, nor sad or happy, you sort of live in the forever it dosen't feel bad to be honest. Anyway, you can stay a little longer, i don't get much visits thanks for looking at my stones, and don't forget that life is the sweetest thing the universe has ever blossomed Carpe Diem

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Apr 1, 2020

Apr 1, 2020 at 6:45 AM UTC

Happy Life Tomb

Hello you, welcome to my home ! It's a sunny day today, yet have you come alone ? Listen around to the trees and their green leaves, hear the slow sprouting boil around gently, it seems as if this place is simmering : a true piece of paradise out of time. You've come to this cemeteray, the Cimetière Pere Lachaise no less, to see Jim Morrison, Oscar Wilde, Chopin i suppose ? Wise man, their tombs are monuments and they are very sweet ghosts. But I can see you've stopped your mind just now on a secondary sepulture, on a winding path few explore that is my home, this is my voice. I know it's pretty right ? It dosen't look half as good in winter, it's so grim, yet with all these bees, and trees and yellow and sun and crimson and blue and white, i bet you've never seen a prettier picnic place. I died 20 years ago, you weren't born. It's okay, it didn't hurt much, and when you die you sort of get to choose what you do, you can roam around, you can disapear, you can stay near your grave, you can even wait for someone dear, though that's what i think they call hell. I choose to wake up every summer, when it gets warm, i get to feel alive again, i get to wander the park and rush elbows with people and tourists, i look at the colorful clothes. When you die you become sort of eternal, like an idea of yourself you aren't you aren't any longer thirsty or hungry, nor sad or happy, you sort of live in the forever it dosen't feel bad to be honest. Anyway, you can stay a little longer, i don't get much visits thanks for looking at my stones, and don't forget that life is the sweetest thing the universe has ever blossomed Carpe Diem

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I'm writing to make you smile hoping you, reading, understands Im really eager to give out an open hand and hug you Hello Poetry Reader its nice to meet you! Weve never met yet, but give me the shape or form you want, Im your mother and you father, your kin and friend. And Girlfriend or Boyfriend. I sense unlimited talent in you, did you know we are all quite like gods ? Yet we are so small were tall. Im a young person from Europe irl, wishing to make you happy. Im not religious, this is my prayer for you. Ive never done this, but it feels so good wishing you the best. You should try it too. I wanted to write a poem, but was in one of those moods where you have the title out before the body. A Head-only beast. At least here it is. I wish you happyness! See you around, T.

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Oct 30, 2018

Oct 30, 2018 at 9:16 PM UTC

See you around

I'm writing to make you smile hoping you, reading, understands Im really eager to give out an open hand and hug you Hello Poetry Reader its nice to meet you! Weve never met yet, but give me the shape or form you want, Im your mother and you father, your kin and friend. And Girlfriend or Boyfriend. I sense unlimited talent in you, did you know we are all quite like gods ? Yet we are so small were tall. Im a young person from Europe irl, wishing to make you happy. Im not religious, this is my prayer for you. Ive never done this, but it feels so good wishing you the best. You should try it too. I wanted to write a poem, but was in one of those moods where you have the title out before the body. A Head-only beast. At least here it is. I wish you happyness! See you around, T.

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Voice of reaon, calm soothing nerdy one, quite close to you although internaly lightly bruised by his celebrity, it's with great felicity that he waves at you through his blue or brown eyes you can fell even through the grizzing teevee and there are cheers as his breath says good bye and his hand does the peace and love and all gathered around him shove friendly for a handshake milkshake of people and smiles he's gonna win this race we are gonna end this hatred about race he's gonna fix some thing he's gonna be good he's gonna put us in a time we could't have dreamed of in a milion year we always wished it come paradise, yet fresh here in america next is the world next is the world next is living together he shook many hands as the ground around us shook with the foots walking and pushing gently behind his podium like a bird he calmly politely turned around and smiled still as he left with some body guards everyone was still chanting and it was all so good we had a messiah a not bought polition he was white inside and every color out so he walked in the filled hall like a fruit basket airs of he has been shot **** what is he saying what have I heared let me fold my glasses what this is absurd he was our messiah he was the peace and now a metal piece thrown through him you say ? now please let me not stay here what oh wow now like his brother its so sad its takes my words a away i didnt want him to not continue he was ours we were his all together on the same lether swing singing and so happy and fun just one second ago his smile still shines on me and now now well, we need to find a solution but i cant look i want to protect them from the crooks. peace and love rip jfk + rk

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Apr 4, 2018

Apr 4, 2018 at 1:06 PM UTC

JFKilled

Voice of reaon, calm soothing nerdy one, quite close to you although internaly lightly bruised by his celebrity, it's with great felicity that he waves at you through his blue or brown eyes you can fell even through the grizzing teevee and there are cheers as his breath says good bye and his hand does the peace and love and all gathered around him shove friendly for a handshake milkshake of people and smiles he's gonna win this race we are gonna end this hatred about race he's gonna fix some thing he's gonna be good he's gonna put us in a time we could't have dreamed of in a milion year we always wished it come paradise, yet fresh here in america next is the world next is the world next is living together he shook many hands as the ground around us shook with the foots walking and pushing gently behind his podium like a bird he calmly politely turned around and smiled still as he left with some body guards everyone was still chanting and it was all so good we had a messiah a not bought polition he was white inside and every color out so he walked in the filled hall like a fruit basket airs of he has been shot **** what is he saying what have I heared let me fold my glasses what this is absurd he was our messiah he was the peace and now a metal piece thrown through him you say ? now please let me not stay here what oh wow now like his brother its so sad its takes my words a away i didnt want him to not continue he was ours we were his all together on the same lether swing singing and so happy and fun just one second ago his smile still shines on me and now now well, we need to find a solution but i cant look i want to protect them from the crooks. peace and love rip jfk + rk

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hurt so deep because it's so true she caught in two words what it's like to be two strangers on a ship where the cabins don't meet and the ship is of wood not glass like the sky vibrations shaking the tears out because the cabin walls are thick and you cannot kick a magic trick oh honesty how you hurt a man how you make him one by slapping back his crazy hand oh love how complicated how free oh you how perfect how true oh years how long and stretched you ate the truth than hid it in yourself. you spat it out like heavy pearl in my pleading mouth and I'm here in the kitchen having read your ******* text hoping I had the guts to make you cry wanting to kick you wanting to kiss you sinking noises. we need to address this but not like that not by hitting the strings and cutting them with our salt learning how to play the satisfying way without making sad the one you love because it's ******* not my fault for these cabin walls so don't cry explain with caution adress the situation she whispered "Sinking noises" and said goodnight. and I'm wondering if she's right but in the end we should help each other not find ways to hurt each other

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Aug 20, 2016

Aug 20, 2016 at 6:39 PM UTC

sinking noises

hurt so deep because it's so true she caught in two words what it's like to be two strangers on a ship where the cabins don't meet and the ship is of wood not glass like the sky vibrations shaking the tears out because the cabin walls are thick and you cannot kick a magic trick oh honesty how you hurt a man how you make him one by slapping back his crazy hand oh love how complicated how free oh you how perfect how true oh years how long and stretched you ate the truth than hid it in yourself. you spat it out like heavy pearl in my pleading mouth and I'm here in the kitchen having read your ******* text hoping I had the guts to make you cry wanting to kick you wanting to kiss you sinking noises. we need to address this but not like that not by hitting the strings and cutting them with our salt learning how to play the satisfying way without making sad the one you love because it's ******* not my fault for these cabin walls so don't cry explain with caution adress the situation she whispered "Sinking noises" and said goodnight. and I'm wondering if she's right but in the end we should help each other not find ways to hurt each other

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23h27 nothing to do thinking of her tiny bit of jealousy towards her having fun without me decided to search for her address like her house in Google maps just for fun and because I'm emotionally attached to it the view from her window the tall windows in the density of this sunburnt roman city she's shown me all of it but never told me where it was exactly. Where she is. I have got to know in case she isn't anymore I had already failed twice too much houses in Nîmes too much school in the city centre (there's one Street opposite to hers) I had stopped after an hour only. Now I would succeed. Nimes on Maps List of elementary schools first try. nope (doesn't look like the view she showed me) second nope again third she was there

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Aug 12, 2016

Aug 12, 2016 at 5:35 PM UTC

where she lives

23h27 nothing to do thinking of her tiny bit of jealousy towards her having fun without me decided to search for her address like her house in Google maps just for fun and because I'm emotionally attached to it the view from her window the tall windows in the density of this sunburnt roman city she's shown me all of it but never told me where it was exactly. Where she is. I have got to know in case she isn't anymore I had already failed twice too much houses in Nîmes too much school in the city centre (there's one Street opposite to hers) I had stopped after an hour only. Now I would succeed. Nimes on Maps List of elementary schools first try. nope (doesn't look like the view she showed me) second nope again third she was there

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I made a castle on my own with sand that you're not supposed to touch, and help from Friend. So bad at shaping regular dirt, here's what it is : what you dont expect of me. And thus Shaped alone, somewhere in Somewherelese where nowone could feel me breathe, not a living thing can smell my bheat, grew a thing i could not show because it was Ridiculous. The people asked to see my secret place as soon as they saw my strange blue lips. I was speaking from (not of) a place that i wasn't ready to **** Burning by trying to cut a peek. : Jealousy, or maybe just curiosity for that lingering perfume that had now followed me. They knew they saw The Cave where i drew that blue tar from, but they checked and saw they were wrong. Because they cant even see her, because shes not even from this island, and she's a person, not a name ("The Cave"). Now. We are getting to the point. Oh the pleasure of creating, the pleasure of sharing existence, the pleasure of secretness, of timidity which time blossoms to die and make place for something totally different and unrecognizable from the first formula. From honey smell to Honey, from text to Voice and Face. ALL OF THIS IS FOR ME I ONLY WILL FIGURE IT OUT ITS ACTUALLY EVOLVING INTO SOMETHING QUITE HUMANE AND SANE IN TIME I MIGHT MAKE IT INTO SOMETHING WHO THE HELL KNOWS BUT THE MEHER; .love from existing on another shore. .a shore that was earned .a shore that exists in reality .a shore that has ******* a ****** no hair in bad parts and is pretty and flat and hilly yet nice for all i can think of for now. .a shore that i learned to love only by listening to it's every waves . as shore that's also a cave, a brook, a damp nook (to the grave diggers and maggot fillers) . a shore not swhore . a thing i threw a flag on (planting isnt what only counts) up till now everything did fine, up till now everything is doing fine, it almost never happened, im hoping this thing lives that the shores stays happy that she thinks of me.

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Aug 1, 2016

Aug 1, 2016 at 12:29 PM UTC

u / us

I made a castle on my own with sand that you're not supposed to touch, and help from Friend. So bad at shaping regular dirt, here's what it is : what you dont expect of me. And thus Shaped alone, somewhere in Somewherelese where nowone could feel me breathe, not a living thing can smell my bheat, grew a thing i could not show because it was Ridiculous. The people asked to see my secret place as soon as they saw my strange blue lips. I was speaking from (not of) a place that i wasn't ready to **** Burning by trying to cut a peek. : Jealousy, or maybe just curiosity for that lingering perfume that had now followed me. They knew they saw The Cave where i drew that blue tar from, but they checked and saw they were wrong. Because they cant even see her, because shes not even from this island, and she's a person, not a name ("The Cave"). Now. We are getting to the point. Oh the pleasure of creating, the pleasure of sharing existence, the pleasure of secretness, of timidity which time blossoms to die and make place for something totally different and unrecognizable from the first formula. From honey smell to Honey, from text to Voice and Face. ALL OF THIS IS FOR ME I ONLY WILL FIGURE IT OUT ITS ACTUALLY EVOLVING INTO SOMETHING QUITE HUMANE AND SANE IN TIME I MIGHT MAKE IT INTO SOMETHING WHO THE HELL KNOWS BUT THE MEHER; .love from existing on another shore. .a shore that was earned .a shore that exists in reality .a shore that has ******* a ****** no hair in bad parts and is pretty and flat and hilly yet nice for all i can think of for now. .a shore that i learned to love only by listening to it's every waves . as shore that's also a cave, a brook, a damp nook (to the grave diggers and maggot fillers) . a shore not swhore . a thing i threw a flag on (planting isnt what only counts) up till now everything did fine, up till now everything is doing fine, it almost never happened, im hoping this thing lives that the shores stays happy that she thinks of me.

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I met a girl I may not meet I love this girl I cannot touch I love this girl who lives far away beyond reasonable doubt we cant ever say when it will ever start. It's getting too close its like I'm in love with a ghost. She in a life but not the one I wish to live. 100 times a think of this and still we kiss we kiss we kiss. I'm afraid I'm worshipping a mark that I will never be able to rub off I want to be honest and tell her I want her, And I'm lost because I can't, I talked to her because I was lonely, now I'm lonely because I want more. That's a little bit my fault. I told her everything, except when I cheated on her from across the sea, because I gotta get it. I can't help it. And it kills me to know she prob does the same. In tonight's dream we met again but she was with another man and all I wanted was to leave this world of dreams and seal this deal. So I'm getting too close to a cold sun. I let myself do this, here's to you Vic: Let's be honest, Let's share life, Let's be crazy, Let's be fast, Let's be slow, Let's be forever, Let's be a show, Let's be the ground, Let's be the nothing, Let's be hole, Let's be the stuffing, Let's be a team, Let's be together, Let's be supportive, In any weather. Let's be happy, we found each other, Don't cry because it's mortal, Smile because it had the luck to be. Let's be the dirt, Let's be **** Let's be a thousand more days of luck. Let's be Juillet and Roméo, Let's be two strangers in the know, Let's be an ****** Let's be my dream, Let's be The light that can't be seen, Let's be that thing you never touch Let's be the Light that can't be seen but that you see, Let's be that thing you can never touch but that you touch, Let's be a walkie talkie, Let's be one, Let's be a story, Let's be sung, Let's be boring, Let's be numb, Let's be worried, Let's be hung, Let's be something, Let's be almost nothing but still something, (where already that) Let's be Sumner, Let's be winter, Let's be all ages together, Let's be lucid, Let's be wise, Let's be my sister just came back home really sad from failing her exam and It sort of bring me back from reality. One where you have to sign bills and dreams break in pieces. So now I have to get back in the mood of writing this without failing the general idea. I just reread the whole thing and it seems stupid. Let's be synchronised, Let's be doubtful, Let's be sad, Let's be mad, Let's be alive, Let's have a dream I'm just realising the only reason I'm feeling good is that I have a dream you. Let's break the boredom, Let's melt the chains and make our own Let's build Let's break, Let's gjxzl djzksls cjxjs coco eosoc ekdks cjciwl vj jzpa gogo vic

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Jun 27, 2016

Jun 27, 2016 at 6:59 AM UTC

Let's

I met a girl I may not meet I love this girl I cannot touch I love this girl who lives far away beyond reasonable doubt we cant ever say when it will ever start. It's getting too close its like I'm in love with a ghost. She in a life but not the one I wish to live. 100 times a think of this and still we kiss we kiss we kiss. I'm afraid I'm worshipping a mark that I will never be able to rub off I want to be honest and tell her I want her, And I'm lost because I can't, I talked to her because I was lonely, now I'm lonely because I want more. That's a little bit my fault. I told her everything, except when I cheated on her from across the sea, because I gotta get it. I can't help it. And it kills me to know she prob does the same. In tonight's dream we met again but she was with another man and all I wanted was to leave this world of dreams and seal this deal. So I'm getting too close to a cold sun. I let myself do this, here's to you Vic: Let's be honest, Let's share life, Let's be crazy, Let's be fast, Let's be slow, Let's be forever, Let's be a show, Let's be the ground, Let's be the nothing, Let's be hole, Let's be the stuffing, Let's be a team, Let's be together, Let's be supportive, In any weather. Let's be happy, we found each other, Don't cry because it's mortal, Smile because it had the luck to be. Let's be the dirt, Let's be **** Let's be a thousand more days of luck. Let's be Juillet and Roméo, Let's be two strangers in the know, Let's be an ****** Let's be my dream, Let's be The light that can't be seen, Let's be that thing you never touch Let's be the Light that can't be seen but that you see, Let's be that thing you can never touch but that you touch, Let's be a walkie talkie, Let's be one, Let's be a story, Let's be sung, Let's be boring, Let's be numb, Let's be worried, Let's be hung, Let's be something, Let's be almost nothing but still something, (where already that) Let's be Sumner, Let's be winter, Let's be all ages together, Let's be lucid, Let's be wise, Let's be my sister just came back home really sad from failing her exam and It sort of bring me back from reality. One where you have to sign bills and dreams break in pieces. So now I have to get back in the mood of writing this without failing the general idea. I just reread the whole thing and it seems stupid. Let's be synchronised, Let's be doubtful, Let's be sad, Let's be mad, Let's be alive, Let's have a dream I'm just realising the only reason I'm feeling good is that I have a dream you. Let's break the boredom, Let's melt the chains and make our own Let's build Let's break, Let's gjxzl djzksls cjxjs coco eosoc ekdks cjciwl vj jzpa gogo vic

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I unwrapped the present it was a you and a little me the always chatty the never sad or boring duo, I loved you like no-one and yet I met you on the Internet. Now I still do but I feel you're getting bored you're getting away do you know there are others tell me how you feel next time I ask. If I ever do. All time spend my time on computer games is a bullet in my foot I want to talk to you yet my lip is caught in a hook even this poem ***** but it's more I need to talk . I feel like I'm making you suffer **** **** **** last time I made you mad I wanted to die I felt like a maggot. because it was really my fault. So now it's unraveling again I feel. You sent me messages tonight I only got them later on, disappointment you feel me drag away I'm am no-one the never gay though I seemed to care I sent the honest goodnight but it wasn't the crazy goodnight it was the same old same old and tomorrow I want to love you like I feel I do when my mind is focused when I believe in you.

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May 3, 2016

May 3, 2016 at 7:34 PM UTC

Same old

I unwrapped the present it was a you and a little me the always chatty the never sad or boring duo, I loved you like no-one and yet I met you on the Internet. Now I still do but I feel you're getting bored you're getting away do you know there are others tell me how you feel next time I ask. If I ever do. All time spend my time on computer games is a bullet in my foot I want to talk to you yet my lip is caught in a hook even this poem ***** but it's more I need to talk . I feel like I'm making you suffer **** **** **** last time I made you mad I wanted to die I felt like a maggot. because it was really my fault. So now it's unraveling again I feel. You sent me messages tonight I only got them later on, disappointment you feel me drag away I'm am no-one the never gay though I seemed to care I sent the honest goodnight but it wasn't the crazy goodnight it was the same old same old and tomorrow I want to love you like I feel I do when my mind is focused when I believe in you.

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Another night on the tower ten hours of my life to waste A watchman to watch over the camp but who to watch over me? The light deserts god's empty work till it's just this candle and me In a trojan horse erected out to liberate the free. I watch the crescent moon go up, its as if she's drawn the short straw too. Never a companion, this cosmic block is just there. I think of the women of my life

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Mar 26, 2016

Mar 26, 2016 at 8:07 PM UTC

watcher

Another night on the tower ten hours of my life to waste A watchman to watch over the camp but who to watch over me? The light deserts god's empty work till it's just this candle and me In a trojan horse erected out to liberate the free. I watch the crescent moon go up, its as if she's drawn the short straw too. Never a companion, this cosmic block is just there. I think of the women of my life

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Easy, easy she just said goodbye. Easy easy and so she cries. pull out your heart to me being alone ain't Easy, Easy being a lord is Easy, you break the brand old TV. loose the control uuuunh easy. Crush it your hole is gaping, sailing on, is Easy. Easy. Easy. burn all the sticks to make a fight to forget easy oh easy burn all the text to show a light go next. Easy.

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Feb 19, 2016

Feb 19, 2016 at 9:54 PM UTC

lyrics to a song

Easy, easy she just said goodbye. Easy easy and so she cries. pull out your heart to me being alone ain't Easy, Easy being a lord is Easy, you break the brand old TV. loose the control uuuunh easy. Crush it your hole is gaping, sailing on, is Easy. Easy. Easy. burn all the sticks to make a fight to forget easy oh easy burn all the text to show a light go next. Easy.

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