loveisshwingin - Hello Poetry

He will have the kindness That will impress All the darkness left behind him.

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Dec 30, 2017

Dec 30, 2017 at 5:23 AM UTC

He will have the kindness That will impress All the darkness left behind him.

O sweet forgiveness: I fell in love with the past, And though it did not last, I watched my hands split into thorns; And the earth grew by its petals adorned.

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Dec 30, 2017

Dec 30, 2017 at 2:58 AM UTC

Kismet

O sweet forgiveness: I fell in love with the past, And though it did not last, I watched my hands split into thorns; And the earth grew by its petals adorned.

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But I watch myself shake. I am anxious. I am completely unaware of who I am. I am anxious. In those bright and early moments, There is sunlight in our voices! One way or another, I am anxious. Quietly, quivering, questioning: I check in on my happiness. (March2015)

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Aug 23, 2017

Aug 23, 2017 at 8:01 AM UTC

Of Course, Of Course: I Don't Know Who I Am

But I watch myself shake. I am anxious. I am completely unaware of who I am. I am anxious. In those bright and early moments, There is sunlight in our voices! One way or another, I am anxious. Quietly, quivering, questioning: I check in on my happiness. (March2015)

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evening everlasting; the night dissolved, seeping into the world aroundus _now_ farbehindus existence echoed, persisted behind us Over sweet sighing, parting. ……………………………………………………... Like a dream I had forgotten how it had begun. So, I was left to be aware of what was before me. I glanced at this hand, & a moment of infinity was entered. I was at the cusp of the end of an exhale Pressing my lungs to my heart Held in my sight: the shape of those fingers, half curled over the air. A shift! The pairs were caught: For the first, ever, I was sealed; it happened inside thoseeyes. The world echoed its way out a backdoor behind us. Shut, my breath gave out to a quick intake. As in a dream I traced the sweet remembered melody melded of that still moment: a soft ringing, clean&pure.; I woke up.

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May 24, 2015

May 24, 2015 at 2:12 AM UTC

Shiver

evening everlasting; the night dissolved, seeping into the world aroundus _now_ farbehindus existence echoed, persisted behind us Over sweet sighing, parting. ……………………………………………………... Like a dream I had forgotten how it had begun. So, I was left to be aware of what was before me. I glanced at this hand, & a moment of infinity was entered. I was at the cusp of the end of an exhale Pressing my lungs to my heart Held in my sight: the shape of those fingers, half curled over the air. A shift! The pairs were caught: For the first, ever, I was sealed; it happened inside thoseeyes. The world echoed its way out a backdoor behind us. Shut, my breath gave out to a quick intake. As in a dream I traced the sweet remembered melody melded of that still moment: a soft ringing, clean&pure.; I woke up.

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It is the dashing, flickering sunlight past the naked trees' silhouettes I liken to a film reel. I watched a sunset and I was enamored with my hand cutting through the night air. The lot of my mind spilled out onto the street and shone its own gleam in passerby headlights. Growing fast and dimly into a state of melancholy, I took a moment and a pause. *Now I wonder Where the blunder, Had come from? What was done?* It's always been: I find you at the broken end of each thought; Steadfast and quiet, you're the horizon that I look to. We met in the flickering strobelights of hesitation; greeting too close a depth that made us wonder unready, we fled. I stepped into insomnia with thoughts spun in horror. Met by my nightmare ghost leaning, I give a kiss of contempt. I can understand that which is left to me in the dark.

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Mar 18, 2015

Mar 18, 2015 at 6:44 PM UTC

Painful is the hindsight that leaves you restless.

It is the dashing, flickering sunlight past the naked trees' silhouettes I liken to a film reel. I watched a sunset and I was enamored with my hand cutting through the night air. The lot of my mind spilled out onto the street and shone its own gleam in passerby headlights. Growing fast and dimly into a state of melancholy, I took a moment and a pause. *Now I wonder Where the blunder, Had come from? What was done?* It's always been: I find you at the broken end of each thought; Steadfast and quiet, you're the horizon that I look to. We met in the flickering strobelights of hesitation; greeting too close a depth that made us wonder unready, we fled. I stepped into insomnia with thoughts spun in horror. Met by my nightmare ghost leaning, I give a kiss of contempt. I can understand that which is left to me in the dark.

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I met you as scars carried in the clouds. You were the thunderstorm I ran through. A crescendo rattling past the shallow surface of heartbeats, together we were a depth unto ourselves; By the souls, we found a loss of time.

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Mar 11, 2015

Mar 11, 2015 at 6:11 PM UTC

Corbin: Fin

I met you as scars carried in the clouds. You were the thunderstorm I ran through. A crescendo rattling past the shallow surface of heartbeats, together we were a depth unto ourselves; By the souls, we found a loss of time.

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Notice given, but not consoled; The trembling of the soul. Occurring at the helm, Of the notion of the self. I am dizzied in the frenzy, A coursing without entry.

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Sep 30, 2014

Sep 30, 2014 at 4:12 AM UTC

01.07.2014:Brink

Notice given, but not consoled; The trembling of the soul. Occurring at the helm, Of the notion of the self. I am dizzied in the frenzy, A coursing without entry.

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In the stillness that you keep, there's a story to be yielded.

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Sep 30, 2014

Sep 30, 2014 at 3:40 AM UTC

But the heart beats, too.

In the stillness that you keep, there's a story to be yielded.

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I watched your heart break in the light; I still don't know the words to say that day. I hung onto the words of rushing waters. How do you remember me?

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Sep 30, 2014

Sep 30, 2014 at 3:30 AM UTC

Retro Thoughts.

I watched your heart break in the light; I still don't know the words to say that day. I hung onto the words of rushing waters. How do you remember me?

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