kai-wanderer - Hello Poetry

Existence is exhausting Do you feel it? I barely open my bleary eyes when My warm bed seduces me to stay But I tear myself away to Sit with a straight back or else Fingers attempt to move on the keys Avoiding the word “Facebook” I fight with my hands, step with my feet, Faster, harder, effort goes in World spins in motion and I along with it Grinding, grinding harder Because life grinds back Because I’m going somewhere Or at least, I want to go somewhere Really though, I go to bed Yesterday fades away Into tomorrow, no mercy Everything all over again The treadmill of time knows no bounds – Existence is exhausting.

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Sep 23, 2021

Sep 23, 2021 at 5:04 PM UTC

Existence

Existence is exhausting Do you feel it? I barely open my bleary eyes when My warm bed seduces me to stay But I tear myself away to Sit with a straight back or else Fingers attempt to move on the keys Avoiding the word “Facebook” I fight with my hands, step with my feet, Faster, harder, effort goes in World spins in motion and I along with it Grinding, grinding harder Because life grinds back Because I’m going somewhere Or at least, I want to go somewhere Really though, I go to bed Yesterday fades away Into tomorrow, no mercy Everything all over again The treadmill of time knows no bounds – Existence is exhausting.

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I found success, he says Over and over and over again. I found success. I found success. He’d wanted to win the Nobel Prize too, Also repeating over and over I’ll win the Nobel Prize. I’ll win the Nobel Prize. As if it were a mantra Reminding himself Of who he wanted to be Where he wanted to go. He repeats many things over and over What he eats every day Where he walks every day How furiously he writes How furiously he talks How furiously he scowls And yells at the contrary. He’s convinced himself of many things He’s convinced himself he’s headed To the Nobel Prize To the greatness he deserves Or rather, that he is If he just keeps scratching away The same pace every day The same, the same Same same, same same.

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Sep 19, 2021

Sep 19, 2021 at 7:36 PM UTC

Grandfather

I found success, he says Over and over and over again. I found success. I found success. He’d wanted to win the Nobel Prize too, Also repeating over and over I’ll win the Nobel Prize. I’ll win the Nobel Prize. As if it were a mantra Reminding himself Of who he wanted to be Where he wanted to go. He repeats many things over and over What he eats every day Where he walks every day How furiously he writes How furiously he talks How furiously he scowls And yells at the contrary. He’s convinced himself of many things He’s convinced himself he’s headed To the Nobel Prize To the greatness he deserves Or rather, that he is If he just keeps scratching away The same pace every day The same, the same Same same, same same.

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Speak with the gentle touch of wind Grazing cheeks gracing light touch of feeling, Or with soft chirping of birds Floating sweetly under gently rays of sun - With the lazy drift of clouds Whispering news from afar to distant lands. Though subtle all follow their track, When not - all heed their wrath.

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Jul 21, 2021

Jul 21, 2021 at 12:58 PM UTC

Speech

Speak with the gentle touch of wind Grazing cheeks gracing light touch of feeling, Or with soft chirping of birds Floating sweetly under gently rays of sun - With the lazy drift of clouds Whispering news from afar to distant lands. Though subtle all follow their track, When not - all heed their wrath.

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Be the heart that speaks That shows its candid splendor, Expresses its simple love - Be the one who smiles Instead of the one who smiles back not. Even though it pains When icy tentacles pierce the open gates Plunging down to frightful depths. Because you will find that love Is stronger than its opposite Tears down all walls Rebuilds all bonds, Love is all that's left After all else been seen.

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Jun 11, 2021

Jun 11, 2021 at 1:19 PM UTC

Been Seen

Be the heart that speaks That shows its candid splendor, Expresses its simple love - Be the one who smiles Instead of the one who smiles back not. Even though it pains When icy tentacles pierce the open gates Plunging down to frightful depths. Because you will find that love Is stronger than its opposite Tears down all walls Rebuilds all bonds, Love is all that's left After all else been seen.

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A memory comes from my past to me Much cherished set in rose well remembered, A ****** of a gentle note set free From touch and scrutiny of future blur. Examined more I start to see the cracks That never were had I not looked astray. They grow wickedly now set in their tracks, My vision dims, upon me much it weighs. Spent days in torpor, spent nights discontent, Escape ultimately sinks down in vain For it is I my own storms do invent, Who sows the salt of wounds preserved in pain. Look not unfondly of your deeds bygone, Left alone in tepid ash - new life dawns.

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Jun 6, 2021

Jun 6, 2021 at 3:03 PM UTC

Salty Wounds

A memory comes from my past to me Much cherished set in rose well remembered, A ****** of a gentle note set free From touch and scrutiny of future blur. Examined more I start to see the cracks That never were had I not looked astray. They grow wickedly now set in their tracks, My vision dims, upon me much it weighs. Spent days in torpor, spent nights discontent, Escape ultimately sinks down in vain For it is I my own storms do invent, Who sows the salt of wounds preserved in pain. Look not unfondly of your deeds bygone, Left alone in tepid ash - new life dawns.

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My feet splayed wide In front blue doors embossed in white Steel plated portals concealing Most mundane sights as I passed by Men and women scurrying Though mostly sitting transiently. Ghosts of day chased away By neon signs that light the night Glowing to life as silence of stillness Bites deep into bone, Lingering as the eye sweeps city darkness Transfixed by baubles of towers striking starless sky – Whispers of promise of greatness someday. All is silent now as I reflect On deeds of the day Done by those who’ve scurried away. Away to forget, away to escape The days and days of gray, Different yet same suffering returns, Borne with indifference, suppressed hope Flowers not to fruition. Those beer halls and dance halls Provide respite to tired senses, Overwhelm them with stimulation Drown them in torpor. Drown them in bliss. Drown them in release – From endless cycle. I see it stretch horizon to horizon Black infinity, no release Nothing above, nothing below The path stretches only forward – Familiar backdrop, grayest of grays Beyond which lies a mirage, What I don’t know, but oh How comforting that dreariness That comes entwined in dread. Dread of what’s ahead, Escape from what’s behind Ignorant above and below. Dread, escape from dread Suspended only, as deserved – A tropical vacation.

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Jun 4, 2021

Jun 4, 2021 at 5:35 PM UTC

Corporate Ode

My feet splayed wide In front blue doors embossed in white Steel plated portals concealing Most mundane sights as I passed by Men and women scurrying Though mostly sitting transiently. Ghosts of day chased away By neon signs that light the night Glowing to life as silence of stillness Bites deep into bone, Lingering as the eye sweeps city darkness Transfixed by baubles of towers striking starless sky – Whispers of promise of greatness someday. All is silent now as I reflect On deeds of the day Done by those who’ve scurried away. Away to forget, away to escape The days and days of gray, Different yet same suffering returns, Borne with indifference, suppressed hope Flowers not to fruition. Those beer halls and dance halls Provide respite to tired senses, Overwhelm them with stimulation Drown them in torpor. Drown them in bliss. Drown them in release – From endless cycle. I see it stretch horizon to horizon Black infinity, no release Nothing above, nothing below The path stretches only forward – Familiar backdrop, grayest of grays Beyond which lies a mirage, What I don’t know, but oh How comforting that dreariness That comes entwined in dread. Dread of what’s ahead, Escape from what’s behind Ignorant above and below. Dread, escape from dread Suspended only, as deserved – A tropical vacation.

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One looks down, one ahead Two eyes meet, hazel green Dance of words, person read Time will tell, who's been seen.

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Jun 3, 2021

Jun 3, 2021 at 2:39 PM UTC

Beers

One looks down, one ahead Two eyes meet, hazel green Dance of words, person read Time will tell, who's been seen.

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My life, ma vie Floats the currents Jetstream from afar – Dare I spread my wings? Dare I go to where I know not? Ah life is tiring here Watching others fly Some crash, others disappear Meh probably nothing better there But really What’s good about here? Сучка.

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May 25, 2021

May 25, 2021 at 2:09 PM UTC

Ma Vie

My life, ma vie Floats the currents Jetstream from afar – Dare I spread my wings? Dare I go to where I know not? Ah life is tiring here Watching others fly Some crash, others disappear Meh probably nothing better there But really What’s good about here? Сучка.

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Mind wanders to and fro Settles not here nor there Between events and things Drifts endless spirals Around you. You are in my thoughts now You are my thoughts My thoughts are you

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May 20, 2021

May 20, 2021 at 11:14 AM UTC

You

Mind wanders to and fro Settles not here nor there Between events and things Drifts endless spirals Around you. You are in my thoughts now You are my thoughts My thoughts are you

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When it's time to leave Items distilled into bags A tear for hardships grieved, A smile for memories had.

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Apr 12, 2021

Apr 12, 2021 at 2:02 PM UTC

Leaving

When it's time to leave Items distilled into bags A tear for hardships grieved, A smile for memories had.

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