martin-cyrill-v-bonos - Hello Poetry

Every night as I walk home along the streets of my school, unraveling thoughts always pop in my mind. Inexplicably undesirable of the mind. Seeing the first raindrop spatter on my face as I journey home, my whole life force became inclined with it. The first raindrop continued on becoming a drizzle manifested by the likes of me. The thoughts became gloomier and sullen and the rain gets harder and stronger. The thoughts took on a part of me to the point that it were no more detachable. ******* out the life force inside; pouring out as a storm. A storm containing all kinds of pessimism and negativity. Now the soul is slowly oozing out of the body and what remains to be is a soul that always stays up until midnight.

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Sep 19, 2018

Sep 19, 2018 at 11:31 PM UTC

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Entity of the Rain

Every night as I walk home along the streets of my school, unraveling thoughts always pop in my mind. Inexplicably undesirable of the mind. Seeing the first raindrop spatter on my face as I journey home, my whole life force became inclined with it. The first raindrop continued on becoming a drizzle manifested by the likes of me. The thoughts became gloomier and sullen and the rain gets harder and stronger. The thoughts took on a part of me to the point that it were no more detachable. ******* out the life force inside; pouring out as a storm. A storm containing all kinds of pessimism and negativity. Now the soul is slowly oozing out of the body and what remains to be is a soul that always stays up until midnight.

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Along these corridors I walked Along are the same doors Unopened, unentered Obscure and mysterious I walk endlessly restricting myself To gain knowledge on the corridor itself The path I take seems infinite Countless steps In the fathomless corridors Kept moving and didn't look back With only one direction A hopeless track Now I found myself Lost in the deserted corridors Place of confusion, perplexity Don't know how and why It just happened Inexplicable turn of event Confusion's all I see Frustration entraps me Along the corridors of resentment Forcefully dragging my feet Out of the prisonment of anxiety Sanguinely in the likes of me All alone in thoughts Muddled by these tormenting corridors A labyrinth of intricate misery Elements of the world caving in As I continue walking endlessly Searching for a way out

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Sep 1, 2017

Sep 1, 2017 at 10:06 AM UTC

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Dark Hall

Along these corridors I walked Along are the same doors Unopened, unentered Obscure and mysterious I walk endlessly restricting myself To gain knowledge on the corridor itself The path I take seems infinite Countless steps In the fathomless corridors Kept moving and didn't look back With only one direction A hopeless track Now I found myself Lost in the deserted corridors Place of confusion, perplexity Don't know how and why It just happened Inexplicable turn of event Confusion's all I see Frustration entraps me Along the corridors of resentment Forcefully dragging my feet Out of the prisonment of anxiety Sanguinely in the likes of me All alone in thoughts Muddled by these tormenting corridors A labyrinth of intricate misery Elements of the world caving in As I continue walking endlessly Searching for a way out

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Bitterness's manifestation of toxicity Its torment is vague which is noxious We can't breath We **** each other Entrapped me ever since Can't escape from thee Locked up from within Racked from the pinions of a demonic dungeon Vast, dark, tormented, pitfall of malice Inevitable no matter how fast I flee From the dreadful, fierce and phantasmagoria forms Figments of my imagination Somehow real and tangible as bone and flesh Who haunt in the house of slumber Transmogrified me into an abhorrent madman Desperate for escape, one way or another Too often, my call for help are silent ones Unheard, unheeded My thoughts are baffled, bewildered Can't eject the sense of bitterness Negativity encapsulated thee Too late for escape and to flee These demons succumb onto my bitterness Toxicity is what they devour Tearing me flesh to flesh Insatiate 'till they consume my wholeness Lusting for their satisfaction Feeding their gluttony 'till I'm soulless Alas, they have destroyed every bit of me Siphoned the life out of me Now I am existent no more

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Aug 30, 2017

Aug 30, 2017 at 12:49 PM UTC

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Hemlock

Bitterness's manifestation of toxicity Its torment is vague which is noxious We can't breath We **** each other Entrapped me ever since Can't escape from thee Locked up from within Racked from the pinions of a demonic dungeon Vast, dark, tormented, pitfall of malice Inevitable no matter how fast I flee From the dreadful, fierce and phantasmagoria forms Figments of my imagination Somehow real and tangible as bone and flesh Who haunt in the house of slumber Transmogrified me into an abhorrent madman Desperate for escape, one way or another Too often, my call for help are silent ones Unheard, unheeded My thoughts are baffled, bewildered Can't eject the sense of bitterness Negativity encapsulated thee Too late for escape and to flee These demons succumb onto my bitterness Toxicity is what they devour Tearing me flesh to flesh Insatiate 'till they consume my wholeness Lusting for their satisfaction Feeding their gluttony 'till I'm soulless Alas, they have destroyed every bit of me Siphoned the life out of me Now I am existent no more

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Sometimes I wake up and ask myself am I better off dead. These feelings I always get when the world seems to show me how irrelevant I am in this place I ought to be. Thoughts have been running in my mind telling me I don't belong here. Depression and anxiety has attacked and these I cannot bear. I feel such a disappointment that nobody here seems to get my point. All my achievements have been replaced with failures and I wish to be clairvoyant so that every time I am to do something I know I won't be pointless. To be honest, I've been always a catastrophe to my family, my friends and to everyone else. Because this life has given me no hope. This world had been nothing but a shattered periscope along with all my dreams. And the spinning feeling, the skull-aching feelings the deep-seated knowledge it crashes over me repeatedly saying "You are nothing, you are nothing, you are nothing" and if it wasn't for the coffee, I don't know if I'd still be breathing.

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Aug 24, 2017

Aug 24, 2017 at 10:02 AM UTC

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The Void

Sometimes I wake up and ask myself am I better off dead. These feelings I always get when the world seems to show me how irrelevant I am in this place I ought to be. Thoughts have been running in my mind telling me I don't belong here. Depression and anxiety has attacked and these I cannot bear. I feel such a disappointment that nobody here seems to get my point. All my achievements have been replaced with failures and I wish to be clairvoyant so that every time I am to do something I know I won't be pointless. To be honest, I've been always a catastrophe to my family, my friends and to everyone else. Because this life has given me no hope. This world had been nothing but a shattered periscope along with all my dreams. And the spinning feeling, the skull-aching feelings the deep-seated knowledge it crashes over me repeatedly saying "You are nothing, you are nothing, you are nothing" and if it wasn't for the coffee, I don't know if I'd still be breathing.

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Alone sitting at a park bench Waiting for someone to sit beside me As I stood up leaving the park bench I hope for someone to walk with me Alone walking in the park Wandering for a hint of presence Eyeing every bit of nature for a spark Still alone in this melancholic pleasance Alone returning to the park bench Slowly hoping for an acquaintance Alas! My thirst for a companion is unquenched To be lonely in this park bench, I am sentenced

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Aug 18, 2017

Aug 18, 2017 at 2:36 PM UTC

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Park Bench

Alone sitting at a park bench Waiting for someone to sit beside me As I stood up leaving the park bench I hope for someone to walk with me Alone walking in the park Wandering for a hint of presence Eyeing every bit of nature for a spark Still alone in this melancholic pleasance Alone returning to the park bench Slowly hoping for an acquaintance Alas! My thirst for a companion is unquenched To be lonely in this park bench, I am sentenced

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Life, sometimes an uphill road Sometimes a downhill one But never a straight path Facing death is life unfulfilled that is showed Curtailed long dreams in the long run Made efficient for the benefit of the doubt Pursue your dreams while there is still time Confront challenges with strength Believe in yourself to succeed every time Have a leap of faith Risk for the possibility of dreams Because success is always present in one's fate

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Aug 17, 2017

Aug 17, 2017 at 4:20 PM UTC

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Don't Quit

Life, sometimes an uphill road Sometimes a downhill one But never a straight path Facing death is life unfulfilled that is showed Curtailed long dreams in the long run Made efficient for the benefit of the doubt Pursue your dreams while there is still time Confront challenges with strength Believe in yourself to succeed every time Have a leap of faith Risk for the possibility of dreams Because success is always present in one's fate

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This feeling that I always get A feeling of nausea And a feeling of regret Sentiments of which falter within Inside the thoughts of the weary Pining for your love and for no one to break in Alas, 'twas a drastic moment Meeting you indubiously Unsought to be yours at that hour, 'till this minute A sendoff is what our fates should entail With no loving memories to cling on to Free of worries, and clear thoughts that prevail

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Aug 15, 2017

Aug 15, 2017 at 12:20 PM UTC

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Perplexed Feelings

This feeling that I always get A feeling of nausea And a feeling of regret Sentiments of which falter within Inside the thoughts of the weary Pining for your love and for no one to break in Alas, 'twas a drastic moment Meeting you indubiously Unsought to be yours at that hour, 'till this minute A sendoff is what our fates should entail With no loving memories to cling on to Free of worries, and clear thoughts that prevail

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"My minds says let go but my heart says hold on." Words that made me feel queasy. Words that best describe how I meant to you. 'Twas ecstatic for me to met you 'Twas a euphoric moment for us that has been 'Twas been glad to endure an abrupt romance 'Twas melancholic when it ceased Can't believe that our love has ended Could've expected the unexpected And still you haven't remained Maybe it's time for us to part ways Maybe our love was not meant today Maybe we are not destined in this phase In this life I bid you goodbye Wishing you find yourself a paradise Hoping we'd meet in another lifetime.

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Feb 19, 2017

Feb 19, 2017 at 12:27 PM UTC

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Inadequate Closure

"My minds says let go but my heart says hold on." Words that made me feel queasy. Words that best describe how I meant to you. 'Twas ecstatic for me to met you 'Twas a euphoric moment for us that has been 'Twas been glad to endure an abrupt romance 'Twas melancholic when it ceased Can't believe that our love has ended Could've expected the unexpected And still you haven't remained Maybe it's time for us to part ways Maybe our love was not meant today Maybe we are not destined in this phase In this life I bid you goodbye Wishing you find yourself a paradise Hoping we'd meet in another lifetime.

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The first time I took a glance I fell head over heels Ravishingly seized the moment to capture a glimpse of you You are stunning, alluring, delightful sight to see. I knew it when I was engulfed in your eyes. I knew it when I was enraptured by your mind. I knew it when I was awed by smile.

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Feb 19, 2017

Feb 19, 2017 at 12:25 PM UTC

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At First Glance

The first time I took a glance I fell head over heels Ravishingly seized the moment to capture a glimpse of you You are stunning, alluring, delightful sight to see. I knew it when I was engulfed in your eyes. I knew it when I was enraptured by your mind. I knew it when I was awed by smile.

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