mark-rubilla - Hello Poetry

Is my life a tiptop in the wooden floor? Or is it a slam on an open door? Have I pour it out intentionally? Or have I act as if I'm a weak tree? My mind put a dare in front of me. Filling what's lacking as if my enemy. It's definitely some sort of horror. But is my walk at stake, I'm not sure. I see questions come and go. In the night sky, in the wind blow.

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Sep 7, 2024

Sep 7, 2024 at 9:22 AM UTC

Silent Noise

Is my life a tiptop in the wooden floor? Or is it a slam on an open door? Have I pour it out intentionally? Or have I act as if I'm a weak tree? My mind put a dare in front of me. Filling what's lacking as if my enemy. It's definitely some sort of horror. But is my walk at stake, I'm not sure. I see questions come and go. In the night sky, in the wind blow.

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Inhale exhale, I walked outside The water is gone dry Dreams fade in an isolation 1 step at a time, schedules are untrace Take a better look at a mirror You can see the eyes of the mustache Changing faces, changing fonts All is well is in their cases The world is talking aloud With brown shading in the concepts All colors exist but silence makes a camp How can I swim and ignore it? Youth, can you see the grace? Uprooted while the bad things sneaked in Hope now for this is able Dont let sin **** you in your moments

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Aug 13, 2013

Aug 13, 2013 at 9:47 AM UTC

P A T T E R N S

Inhale exhale, I walked outside The water is gone dry Dreams fade in an isolation 1 step at a time, schedules are untrace Take a better look at a mirror You can see the eyes of the mustache Changing faces, changing fonts All is well is in their cases The world is talking aloud With brown shading in the concepts All colors exist but silence makes a camp How can I swim and ignore it? Youth, can you see the grace? Uprooted while the bad things sneaked in Hope now for this is able Dont let sin **** you in your moments

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I lived in my dreams Seconds may adorable They caught me off guard.

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Aug 3, 2013

Aug 3, 2013 at 4:35 AM UTC

Its Morning

I lived in my dreams Seconds may adorable They caught me off guard.

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Flee, as the desire go towards bad reputation. Change course as if end is calling. Still counting but the dirt isnt moving. Feet and effort comes together. Like nothing happens in days. Picture framed a portrait. Selfie as they say it bluntly. Peace as if peaceful in that place. Every tick of the time. Dots are dancing in the floor. No orchestrated music at all. Free, as they whispered it to one another. With the blaming tongues and teeth. They mailed it to their eardrum. Lie, no hope yet there is still. Truth, Egypt is the mountain. Bigger as the trust settled in. Watch them fall to their knees. For I say repeatedly in this case. There is still hope, there is still. Just trace the ace for better is the Sky. Than any developers of this land. They may come armored in gold and silver. With the finest stones and strong words.

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Aug 3, 2013

Aug 3, 2013 at 2:32 AM UTC

TRANSPARENCY

Flee, as the desire go towards bad reputation. Change course as if end is calling. Still counting but the dirt isnt moving. Feet and effort comes together. Like nothing happens in days. Picture framed a portrait. Selfie as they say it bluntly. Peace as if peaceful in that place. Every tick of the time. Dots are dancing in the floor. No orchestrated music at all. Free, as they whispered it to one another. With the blaming tongues and teeth. They mailed it to their eardrum. Lie, no hope yet there is still. Truth, Egypt is the mountain. Bigger as the trust settled in. Watch them fall to their knees. For I say repeatedly in this case. There is still hope, there is still. Just trace the ace for better is the Sky. Than any developers of this land. They may come armored in gold and silver. With the finest stones and strong words.

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I have a neighbor his name was Envy. Though I am sleeping, he always wakes me up. I admit that I am annoyed and never see a favor. Why is he like that? so hardheaded man. I never want him to be my companion. His family was not a good example. Everyone of them were drunkards, Even the baby inside the womb of his daughter. They have no hope to be seen and hear. All things they have were all stolen from elsewhere. Like Mr. and Mrs. Greed their grand grand parent. Were so good in trickery to fool the eyes. From the oldest one to youngest were in training. In the famous Mobster University located everywhere.

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Jul 18, 2013

Jul 18, 2013 at 11:54 PM UTC

Hey, Neighborhood,

I have a neighbor his name was Envy. Though I am sleeping, he always wakes me up. I admit that I am annoyed and never see a favor. Why is he like that? so hardheaded man. I never want him to be my companion. His family was not a good example. Everyone of them were drunkards, Even the baby inside the womb of his daughter. They have no hope to be seen and hear. All things they have were all stolen from elsewhere. Like Mr. and Mrs. Greed their grand grand parent. Were so good in trickery to fool the eyes. From the oldest one to youngest were in training. In the famous Mobster University located everywhere.

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Wake up oh sleeper Rise up for your destiny is not shallow as you think of it Guilty, there is no restrain No human force can stop This nature is barren for so long Good thing is lack The eyes is too blind to see The hope of the True God Taste and see when the Son is calling you Home There is no heart of stone that can cease this What a sweet sound When the Son is calling you Home

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Jul 18, 2013

Jul 18, 2013 at 10:41 PM UTC

When The Son is Calling you Home

Wake up oh sleeper Rise up for your destiny is not shallow as you think of it Guilty, there is no restrain No human force can stop This nature is barren for so long Good thing is lack The eyes is too blind to see The hope of the True God Taste and see when the Son is calling you Home There is no heart of stone that can cease this What a sweet sound When the Son is calling you Home

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Sink, as the shark follow you through Even if the ocean is not your grave Your decision means death and end But there is still hope and its attributes Look beyond, hope is not just word Its foundation is founded by Him Man can improvise as many machines As they can create and build But tell you its too shallow

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Jul 18, 2013

Jul 18, 2013 at 9:56 PM UTC

H O P E

Sink, as the shark follow you through Even if the ocean is not your grave Your decision means death and end But there is still hope and its attributes Look beyond, hope is not just word Its foundation is founded by Him Man can improvise as many machines As they can create and build But tell you its too shallow

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Music fades in every snap of the moment Silence becomes the orchestra No sound at all and its so dull Am I inside the tunnel? Empty motions in this place I know that the sea is a very well known singer Since the day it was made and done But I couldn't hear her voice I said hello but it seems she said goodbye Her waves wave forward never again back and forth I sat down here for century But my expectation was put to rest

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Jul 9, 2013

Jul 9, 2013 at 1:04 AM UTC

Waves Wave

Music fades in every snap of the moment Silence becomes the orchestra No sound at all and its so dull Am I inside the tunnel? Empty motions in this place I know that the sea is a very well known singer Since the day it was made and done But I couldn't hear her voice I said hello but it seems she said goodbye Her waves wave forward never again back and forth I sat down here for century But my expectation was put to rest

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Airplanes and trees are watching With mirrored eyes and zoomed visions I cant hide my own frame Working, filling the voids and dying Purposeful follow ups aren't simple For every tick of the clock are worth it I make sound annoying to the next island Words like dagger cut through my veins Im forced to throw the towel Pages of tears, sheets of desperation Written down just to announce Whats my mission all about

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Sep 30, 2012

Sep 30, 2012 at 11:47 PM UTC

October Beast

Airplanes and trees are watching With mirrored eyes and zoomed visions I cant hide my own frame Working, filling the voids and dying Purposeful follow ups aren't simple For every tick of the clock are worth it I make sound annoying to the next island Words like dagger cut through my veins Im forced to throw the towel Pages of tears, sheets of desperation Written down just to announce Whats my mission all about

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Oh connections Where are your strength? Strength within your legs The red has past you by The skin is now as thirsty As the profound wasteland The water is going up And the hands are open wide But the errors are finally seen Broadcast in the cloud of the watchers You cant hold the liquid in your hands Make up your mind folks Wasting time and efforts This is a sugarcoated reality That you dreamed of for years Typically your thinking big thoughts Addressing the book in most faces Now wake up oh shallow minds The pain is waiting as you open the door Leave your ocean size possession Repent or perish

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Sep 30, 2012

Sep 30, 2012 at 10:54 PM UTC

Connections

Oh connections Where are your strength? Strength within your legs The red has past you by The skin is now as thirsty As the profound wasteland The water is going up And the hands are open wide But the errors are finally seen Broadcast in the cloud of the watchers You cant hold the liquid in your hands Make up your mind folks Wasting time and efforts This is a sugarcoated reality That you dreamed of for years Typically your thinking big thoughts Addressing the book in most faces Now wake up oh shallow minds The pain is waiting as you open the door Leave your ocean size possession Repent or perish

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