jmor- - Hello Poetry

If the body were a temple, so i stay right there. To just exist, to stand- without excuse. Just to be there, following truths despite allowed- With candles, ink, hurt and colours proud. And this heart of mine, was barking loud.

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Feb 17

Feb 17, 2026 at 3:22 PM UTC

jmor-

It Tattoos

If the body were a temple, so i stay right there. To just exist, to stand- without excuse. Just to be there, following truths despite allowed- With candles, ink, hurt and colours proud. And this heart of mine, was barking loud.

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Summer's rest is where I met myself in jest. When waves turn blue, the yellow strings sing with joy. But when bones gather, I don the mask of sanity. Nemo. A name, perhaps, or just a whisper of doubt. I swear, I'm unsure, though. If death comes, bury me with Nemo.

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Aug 9, 2025

Aug 9, 2025 at 11:39 AM UTC

jmor-

Burry me with Nemo

Summer's rest is where I met myself in jest. When waves turn blue, the yellow strings sing with joy. But when bones gather, I don the mask of sanity. Nemo. A name, perhaps, or just a whisper of doubt. I swear, I'm unsure, though. If death comes, bury me with Nemo.

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I raised earth with beauty's guise. Chaotic pretty lies on high, With that apricot orange I peel off. But thou eatest the Sun who want to cry and be pride as loved sin. I once stole the actionless for waitin' someone read the letters. And I said- "Be patience, be granted and be-" Crying, Ignorance! The Devil's laugh doth like hell to make it thorw Sun on bag.

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Aug 1, 2025

Aug 1, 2025 at 8:39 AM UTC

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The Ignorance Sun

I raised earth with beauty's guise. Chaotic pretty lies on high, With that apricot orange I peel off. But thou eatest the Sun who want to cry and be pride as loved sin. I once stole the actionless for waitin' someone read the letters. And I said- "Be patience, be granted and be-" Crying, Ignorance! The Devil's laugh doth like hell to make it thorw Sun on bag.

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I have loved you when December came with winter. However, In December I've never seen my winter.

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May 16, 2025

May 16, 2025 at 5:40 AM UTC

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I have loved you when December came with winter. However, In December I've never seen my winter.

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Let’s Dance! Romantizing a sin. For the wearniess towards God that you’ve neglected. Each morsel savored, a hym is sung. Each morsel taken, a plea is clung. The throat, a vessel, dry and worn. A silence born, of words unspoken, forlorn. Perchance, For judgment, the Lord is purging.

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Apr 21, 2025

Apr 21, 2025 at 11:23 AM UTC

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Purgation

Let’s Dance! Romantizing a sin. For the wearniess towards God that you’ve neglected. Each morsel savored, a hym is sung. Each morsel taken, a plea is clung. The throat, a vessel, dry and worn. A silence born, of words unspoken, forlorn. Perchance, For judgment, the Lord is purging.

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I'd gladly die, For you, My eternal heaven. Angels requiem and harmonize in perfect symphony, lavishing time in elegiac air. Unbridle the harps with burning desire and unbridls joy. So that the viscous, ruby-red blood flows a breathtaking sight. Oh Amoret, Caress my hand, Praise me, Envelope me with your voice, and may the harps be envious.

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Apr 7, 2025

Apr 7, 2025 at 7:28 AM UTC

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Oh Amor!

I'd gladly die, For you, My eternal heaven. Angels requiem and harmonize in perfect symphony, lavishing time in elegiac air. Unbridle the harps with burning desire and unbridls joy. So that the viscous, ruby-red blood flows a breathtaking sight. Oh Amoret, Caress my hand, Praise me, Envelope me with your voice, and may the harps be envious.

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The day i catch my heart got punished. She’s blame like, maybe the roses are get more grow. How can i control the roses who want bloom? If her body is surrounded by the smell of honey. Her lungs probably has attention by butterfly, And shine more to show, how to smile like a star. People caught she is nuts. But who don’t care. She is falling again.

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Apr 7, 2025

Apr 7, 2025 at 7:19 AM UTC

jmor-

Taste Of Bee

The day i catch my heart got punished. She’s blame like, maybe the roses are get more grow. How can i control the roses who want bloom? If her body is surrounded by the smell of honey. Her lungs probably has attention by butterfly, And shine more to show, how to smile like a star. People caught she is nuts. But who don’t care. She is falling again.

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