lovewithallyourmight - Hello Poetry

you have never lived until you trust fall into the earth engulfed by the mother she cradles you soaks up your tears with her dirt a breeze hugs your neck kisses off the sweat I forget there's something so loving why do we act like children who don't know how to use their words upset at everything around them I need something so much bigger a tornado inside of a thunderstorm I feel like I am dissipating there's something calling my name yet it's whispering

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Jul 21, 2020

Jul 21, 2020 at 6:33 PM UTC

lovewithallyourmight

UNGRATEFUL

you have never lived until you trust fall into the earth engulfed by the mother she cradles you soaks up your tears with her dirt a breeze hugs your neck kisses off the sweat I forget there's something so loving why do we act like children who don't know how to use their words upset at everything around them I need something so much bigger a tornado inside of a thunderstorm I feel like I am dissipating there's something calling my name yet it's whispering

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this bright light consuming molecules of what seem to make us up contained in these fleshy self operating watery bodies skipping around each other talking to ourselves brain function a mystery I do not command my heart to beat like the drums in your high school band it's function is self disciplined i wish i had as much control as my digestive system how it works constantly never procrastinating we are solar systems whirling, beeping stardust particles with feet we dance across seas of earth dirtying skins that hold our organs in

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Jul 5, 2020

Jul 5, 2020 at 12:11 PM UTC

lovewithallyourmight

ourselves

this bright light consuming molecules of what seem to make us up contained in these fleshy self operating watery bodies skipping around each other talking to ourselves brain function a mystery I do not command my heart to beat like the drums in your high school band it's function is self disciplined i wish i had as much control as my digestive system how it works constantly never procrastinating we are solar systems whirling, beeping stardust particles with feet we dance across seas of earth dirtying skins that hold our organs in

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you inhale tragedies and exhale poetry

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lovewithallyourmight

Jun 28, 2020

Jun 28, 2020 at 12:56 PM UTC

Meera

what are you made of?

you inhale tragedies and exhale poetry

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"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"

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lovewithallyourmight

Jun 13, 2020

Jun 13, 2020 at 7:50 PM UTC

Sylvia Plath

Mad Girl's Love Song

"I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead; I lift my lids and all is born again. (I think I made you up inside my head.) The stars go waltzing out in blue and red, And arbitrary blackness gallops in: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane. (I think I made you up inside my head.) God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade: Exit seraphim and Satan's men: I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. I fancied you'd return the way you said, But I grow old and I forget your name. (I think I made you up inside my head.) I should have loved a thunderbird instead; At least when spring comes they roar back again. I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead. (I think I made you up inside my head.)"

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you can only hold so much in until your blood cells burst from claustrophobic oxygen. trials, tribulations and trauma trials, tribulations trials

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Jun 12, 2020

Jun 12, 2020 at 7:17 PM UTC

lovewithallyourmight

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you can only hold so much in until your blood cells burst from claustrophobic oxygen. trials, tribulations and trauma trials, tribulations trials

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high off coffee scents and cigarettes i sat in the corner of the coffee shop All the elders wore bracelets saying Christ but they forget he's not an accessory there's deeper meaning to this son of God, but I am merely a moth trapped inside a rich man's screened porch

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Jun 12, 2020

Jun 12, 2020 at 7:15 PM UTC

lovewithallyourmight

stuck

high off coffee scents and cigarettes i sat in the corner of the coffee shop All the elders wore bracelets saying Christ but they forget he's not an accessory there's deeper meaning to this son of God, but I am merely a moth trapped inside a rich man's screened porch

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Oh god how I cannot manage my tears They dance down the dark circles of my eyes Washing my cheeks satisfied to be seen the release is worth the tightened grip but dear god how I thought I could control all of this

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Jun 12, 2020

Jun 12, 2020 at 7:14 PM UTC

lovewithallyourmight

was wrong

Oh god how I cannot manage my tears They dance down the dark circles of my eyes Washing my cheeks satisfied to be seen the release is worth the tightened grip but dear god how I thought I could control all of this

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I created you into a paradigm, something you never were or were ever meant to be. wishing on each cardinal that crosses A fever dream of a summer plays tug of war with ones hopes in an uncomfortable motion. but I am reminded I have the skin of a dreamer, hollow bones to carry me along this current pull up the tainted plants eat them for breakfast. whispering into a sin so vague there is no forgiveness

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Jun 12, 2020

Jun 12, 2020 at 7:14 PM UTC

lovewithallyourmight

pull them up

I created you into a paradigm, something you never were or were ever meant to be. wishing on each cardinal that crosses A fever dream of a summer plays tug of war with ones hopes in an uncomfortable motion. but I am reminded I have the skin of a dreamer, hollow bones to carry me along this current pull up the tainted plants eat them for breakfast. whispering into a sin so vague there is no forgiveness

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But thin air upon your veins, believing in what isn't there, absence everywhere. i'm not lonely, but i'd love some company. hermit bound introvert impulsive quixotic intuitive idealist, a realistic cynic it's not quite so simple is it? the substance of lust altering an easily adaptive mindset. if you're much older (than you're willing to admit) use them for reassurance. you don't need friends, release the cry's for relative human beings to the quick, i feel sick i've lost my willingness to be apart of it.

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Jun 12, 2020

Jun 12, 2020 at 7:12 PM UTC

lovewithallyourmight

simplicity

But thin air upon your veins, believing in what isn't there, absence everywhere. i'm not lonely, but i'd love some company. hermit bound introvert impulsive quixotic intuitive idealist, a realistic cynic it's not quite so simple is it? the substance of lust altering an easily adaptive mindset. if you're much older (than you're willing to admit) use them for reassurance. you don't need friends, release the cry's for relative human beings to the quick, i feel sick i've lost my willingness to be apart of it.

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i haven't slowed down since i began walking, the destination is simply farther than the map requested. noted i lost myself in the beginning roaming around foolishly awaiting happiness to come to me. Yet I know my intellect I am made to ignite things. bursting each cell given life into an ember, one thin string of smoke. i am one of the things I've blown up.

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Jun 12, 2020

Jun 12, 2020 at 7:11 PM UTC

lovewithallyourmight

ignited

i haven't slowed down since i began walking, the destination is simply farther than the map requested. noted i lost myself in the beginning roaming around foolishly awaiting happiness to come to me. Yet I know my intellect I am made to ignite things. bursting each cell given life into an ember, one thin string of smoke. i am one of the things I've blown up.

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