jeremiah-mhlongo - Hello Poetry

Until death do us part, We do us part until death, Digging our Graves to lay, We will be the seeds here, Unyielding in this garden, Sprouts none to doom, I've dug a garden upside down, Filth by filth I've learnt a thing, Understand this Love, A winters growth is slow, A winters bloom is rare. What use is regret now dear?

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Jun 20, 2025

Jun 20, 2025 at 11:27 AM UTC

ARITY

Until death do us part, We do us part until death, Digging our Graves to lay, We will be the seeds here, Unyielding in this garden, Sprouts none to doom, I've dug a garden upside down, Filth by filth I've learnt a thing, Understand this Love, A winters growth is slow, A winters bloom is rare. What use is regret now dear?

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The whole body is a heart, The whole heart supplies the body, Never secure the truth with a lie, For lies corrupt the whole, Foundation should be solid and pure, Every truth from a liar is void, Here now lays ruins, the body aches, The heart is sore with its echoes.

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Sep 26, 2022

Sep 26, 2022 at 2:52 PM UTC

CITE

The whole body is a heart, The whole heart supplies the body, Never secure the truth with a lie, For lies corrupt the whole, Foundation should be solid and pure, Every truth from a liar is void, Here now lays ruins, the body aches, The heart is sore with its echoes.

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I've always wrote in blood, Stretching vessels to be understood, Now I am skinned, still unheard, You don't see ghosts, do you? Here now, till I am graced, To rest, manuring the dirt, How then should this rhyme end? With this Violence in mine head.

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Aug 25, 2022

Aug 25, 2022 at 3:58 PM UTC

PERKY

I've always wrote in blood, Stretching vessels to be understood, Now I am skinned, still unheard, You don't see ghosts, do you? Here now, till I am graced, To rest, manuring the dirt, How then should this rhyme end? With this Violence in mine head.

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Here still, words like hair unkempt, Potent poison taking slowly to the grave, The heart, in its silent scream, Perhaps a last ditch will amount, To fruitful ends, honey and milk, How lithely you go about, I melt, Love is without words, A mute man's voice, And here silence to the deaf.

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Jul 24, 2022

Jul 24, 2022 at 6:27 AM UTC

POUCH

Here still, words like hair unkempt, Potent poison taking slowly to the grave, The heart, in its silent scream, Perhaps a last ditch will amount, To fruitful ends, honey and milk, How lithely you go about, I melt, Love is without words, A mute man's voice, And here silence to the deaf.

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I fell for her smoothly, Now this bruises, Can't be bottled, Maybe the bottom, The last drop will, You can't love and be sober, Cupid shot the wrong way, To my heart into stitches, How much a crave a drink, Multiple shots to mend, How now I drown in pain, Love, love can't ******* a man, It's beauty too dies like a flower, I deeply wanted to believe, now I cower.

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Jul 23, 2022

Jul 23, 2022 at 8:47 AM UTC

GAB

I fell for her smoothly, Now this bruises, Can't be bottled, Maybe the bottom, The last drop will, You can't love and be sober, Cupid shot the wrong way, To my heart into stitches, How much a crave a drink, Multiple shots to mend, How now I drown in pain, Love, love can't ******* a man, It's beauty too dies like a flower, I deeply wanted to believe, now I cower.

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27 summers old, One winter short Of bright sunlights. I haven't been here before, Now I am of age, Soon another summer, Or not, its all chance. Every one is our first, And fadingly a last. 27 summers old, Am blessed evenly, Of a dark right hand, And light in the other, To keep my heart in order. Life in it's seasons, Curse death, every fig has to dry, Dry into its death. Aw beautiful summers, Cold winters harsh, That is the harmony of life.

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Oct 19, 2021

Oct 19, 2021 at 3:52 AM UTC

COUNT

27 summers old, One winter short Of bright sunlights. I haven't been here before, Now I am of age, Soon another summer, Or not, its all chance. Every one is our first, And fadingly a last. 27 summers old, Am blessed evenly, Of a dark right hand, And light in the other, To keep my heart in order. Life in it's seasons, Curse death, every fig has to dry, Dry into its death. Aw beautiful summers, Cold winters harsh, That is the harmony of life.

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You've made a home, In my heart, It becomes hunted, In your absence. You have abandoned me, I lay in ruins horrid, You've made a home, Now it remains dead empty.

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Apr 26, 2021

Apr 26, 2021 at 2:34 PM UTC

SOAK

You've made a home, In my heart, It becomes hunted, In your absence. You have abandoned me, I lay in ruins horrid, You've made a home, Now it remains dead empty.

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An ocean I drown in, Islands I cant see, You are deep dark an ocean, I swim you endlessly, This is not love, I am to die here, Love isn't suffering, What manner of love is this, Give me peace please.

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Apr 26, 2021

Apr 26, 2021 at 2:29 PM UTC

STATUE

An ocean I drown in, Islands I cant see, You are deep dark an ocean, I swim you endlessly, This is not love, I am to die here, Love isn't suffering, What manner of love is this, Give me peace please.

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Beautiful Rhythms Of Love, Vibrations of a touch, Reaching deep in the dirt, Are you a medium my dear? My heart dead in waste, You speak languages it hears, Digging it out like diamonds bright, In too deep I've lost this last rhyme.

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Apr 14, 2021

Apr 14, 2021 at 2:58 PM UTC

I'M READY.

Beautiful Rhythms Of Love, Vibrations of a touch, Reaching deep in the dirt, Are you a medium my dear? My heart dead in waste, You speak languages it hears, Digging it out like diamonds bright, In too deep I've lost this last rhyme.

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𝖶𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋? 𝖬𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖢𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗌, 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌, 𝖬𝗒, 𝖬𝗒, 𝖮𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋? 𝖨𝗇 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉, 𝖫𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉, 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗉.

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Dec 8, 2020

Dec 8, 2020 at 10:18 AM UTC

Furtive

𝖶𝗈𝗄𝖾 𝗂𝗇𝗍𝗈 𝗀𝗋𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗌𝗂𝗅𝖾𝗇𝖼𝖾, 𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝖨 𝗅𝗂𝗏𝖾 𝖺𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾, 𝖶𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗂𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋? 𝖬𝗒 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌 𝖿𝗈𝗅𝗅𝗈𝗐 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝖢𝗋𝖾𝖾𝗉𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗂𝗇 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗌𝗁𝖺𝖽𝗈𝗐𝗌, 𝖨 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗇𝗈 𝗉𝖾𝗇𝗇𝗒 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝗈𝗎𝗀𝗁𝗍𝗌, 𝖬𝗒, 𝖬𝗒, 𝖮𝗁 𝗐𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝗇𝗈𝗐 𝗅𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋? 𝖨𝗇 𝖻𝗋𝖾𝖺𝗍𝗁𝗌 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗇𝗈𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗉, 𝖫𝖺𝗒𝗌 𝗆𝗒 𝗅𝗈𝗏𝖾𝗋 𝗂𝗇 𝖼𝗈𝗆𝖿𝗈𝗋𝗍𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗌𝗅𝖾𝖾𝗉, 𝖠𝗇𝖽 𝖨 𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖾 𝗁𝖾𝗋𝖾 𝖼𝗈𝗅𝖽 𝗂𝗇 𝖺𝖻𝗈𝗎𝗇𝖽𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗐𝖾𝖾𝗉.

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