henyeet - Hello Poetry

My chains to the mortal, my anchor and my weight Held strong by what I can't see Is it persuasion or persistence that bind me?

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Mar 2, 2019

Mar 2, 2019 at 2:15 AM UTC

Anchor

My chains to the mortal, my anchor and my weight Held strong by what I can't see Is it persuasion or persistence that bind me?

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Bound by body erratic mind Held in walls by thoughtless crime Dissociation me from mine

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Feb 22, 2019

Feb 22, 2019 at 1:58 PM UTC

Dissociation

Bound by body erratic mind Held in walls by thoughtless crime Dissociation me from mine

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Rot induced by sunlight its gaze a blight on color Purity in darkness all and none its mother Some fortitude lies in the void for it to stay behind The lack of light it must endure, the solitude inside I think of this and think of me, a creature mostly bright When faced with shrouded purity what lies within the light?

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Feb 21, 2019

Feb 21, 2019 at 2:18 AM UTC

Shadow

Rot induced by sunlight its gaze a blight on color Purity in darkness all and none its mother Some fortitude lies in the void for it to stay behind The lack of light it must endure, the solitude inside I think of this and think of me, a creature mostly bright When faced with shrouded purity what lies within the light?

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Putrid scent of rotting elm A hollow vessel, none at helm Floating, Drifting, Swaying yet A smoke-filled room, a shallow bet What more than logs can human be With not a helmsman in his sea? For what’s a ship without its crew But dying wood and foamy slew?

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Feb 21, 2019

Feb 21, 2019 at 2:13 AM UTC

Barstool

Putrid scent of rotting elm A hollow vessel, none at helm Floating, Drifting, Swaying yet A smoke-filled room, a shallow bet What more than logs can human be With not a helmsman in his sea? For what’s a ship without its crew But dying wood and foamy slew?

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