nasa-nick - Hello Poetry

Winds of change engulfed me, A soft breeze morphed into a gale that now erodes me, I still hold so dear to the truth you showed me. Soil loamy, Waves caress the shores of forevermore, With fingertips frothed and foamy. I am thankful for each day the World has loaned me, and the beauty your love has showed me.

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Jan 26

Jan 26, 2026 at 5:27 PM UTC

nasa-nick

1.26.26

Winds of change engulfed me, A soft breeze morphed into a gale that now erodes me, I still hold so dear to the truth you showed me. Soil loamy, Waves caress the shores of forevermore, With fingertips frothed and foamy. I am thankful for each day the World has loaned me, and the beauty your love has showed me.

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Searching searching searching Everyday a quest inside this flesh Passing clouds on northern winds Nonchalant I feel like Lucien In the court of love dreaming of a dove Static life my whole **** world is fuzz A blur It’s a heavy burden I endure Wrath and scratches on this passage I incur They telling me I’m different, I concur Don’t ask me Where we at cause I’m not sure It’s all a blur My eyelids drooping low Blowing on Hypnosis I’m in candy land Lost in fairy land I can barely stand But I’m staring at this screen Pretending that it’s water Im curling up on stone Pretending that it’s softer I’ve been working But my pretensions got me farther In this polo posh knit Like I’m bout to call my father Maiden mother crone Cyclic cycles Just another broke disciple Say no more you speak too much At the cusp I’ve seen this place before Feels like Deja Vu This feeling that I’m feeling It is irreplaceable, unmistakable I’m acting foolish To make sure this ain’t imitatable Mia I’m unavailable At a peak that to you is unattainable You’ll probably skip this song Because it’s Unrelatable

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Dec 6, 2025

Dec 6, 2025 at 9:29 AM UTC

nasa-nick

unrelatable

Searching searching searching Everyday a quest inside this flesh Passing clouds on northern winds Nonchalant I feel like Lucien In the court of love dreaming of a dove Static life my whole **** world is fuzz A blur It’s a heavy burden I endure Wrath and scratches on this passage I incur They telling me I’m different, I concur Don’t ask me Where we at cause I’m not sure It’s all a blur My eyelids drooping low Blowing on Hypnosis I’m in candy land Lost in fairy land I can barely stand But I’m staring at this screen Pretending that it’s water Im curling up on stone Pretending that it’s softer I’ve been working But my pretensions got me farther In this polo posh knit Like I’m bout to call my father Maiden mother crone Cyclic cycles Just another broke disciple Say no more you speak too much At the cusp I’ve seen this place before Feels like Deja Vu This feeling that I’m feeling It is irreplaceable, unmistakable I’m acting foolish To make sure this ain’t imitatable Mia I’m unavailable At a peak that to you is unattainable You’ll probably skip this song Because it’s Unrelatable

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useless trinkets trophies born from my successes neuroses born from my obsessions all you got is questions all i got is guesses at the seance drinking nightshade i was happy yesterday then the night came my second sight says give it a second try man lightweight my whole **** mental balanced on this thin line you went your own way i went mine whole garden full of wind chimes thats how i know i lived right cherish the fleeting dream it wont be here long i get inspirations wings mid song i don't belong with these morals Real life feels so beneath me but i still feel the ground beneath me at least it wont leave me, yet.

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Nov 29, 2025

Nov 29, 2025 at 10:58 PM UTC

nasa-nick

Yet

useless trinkets trophies born from my successes neuroses born from my obsessions all you got is questions all i got is guesses at the seance drinking nightshade i was happy yesterday then the night came my second sight says give it a second try man lightweight my whole **** mental balanced on this thin line you went your own way i went mine whole garden full of wind chimes thats how i know i lived right cherish the fleeting dream it wont be here long i get inspirations wings mid song i don't belong with these morals Real life feels so beneath me but i still feel the ground beneath me at least it wont leave me, yet.

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everything abstract it so absurd its above the earth but below the dirt beyond a simple word dont know what you heard i cant fake a smile nothings worth it i know theres not an answer im still searching you so fake deep you aint even scratched the surface what the **** is money its just matter its so worthless no script i pull up and splatter paint like jackson pollack urges surges got me shaking like a alcoholic this is not a pipe change your knowledge its symbolic make a symbol outta nonsense i feel like a prophet passed out feel the carpet on my cheek a second feel like a week a year feel like a day now i turned my self from normal to a freak think before i speak i bite my tongue and grind my teeth i bring her joy then make her weep smoke then fall asleep its all a dream down the wayward way come follow me mask ontop of masks everyday is halloween its all a dream thats all i need its all i see its all it will ever be inspiration got the best of me im the best youve ever seen but you need to see the rest of me without this flesh im free in this flesh i see it like a human would i struggle just to say what a normal human would artists feel catharsis i let the picture paint it self color rays they say how i felt i played the hand that i was dealt and let the rest fade to gray then fade to black

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May 16, 2025

May 16, 2025 at 3:31 AM UTC

nasa-nick

Worthless (Ceci N'est Pas Une Pipe)

everything abstract it so absurd its above the earth but below the dirt beyond a simple word dont know what you heard i cant fake a smile nothings worth it i know theres not an answer im still searching you so fake deep you aint even scratched the surface what the **** is money its just matter its so worthless no script i pull up and splatter paint like jackson pollack urges surges got me shaking like a alcoholic this is not a pipe change your knowledge its symbolic make a symbol outta nonsense i feel like a prophet passed out feel the carpet on my cheek a second feel like a week a year feel like a day now i turned my self from normal to a freak think before i speak i bite my tongue and grind my teeth i bring her joy then make her weep smoke then fall asleep its all a dream down the wayward way come follow me mask ontop of masks everyday is halloween its all a dream thats all i need its all i see its all it will ever be inspiration got the best of me im the best youve ever seen but you need to see the rest of me without this flesh im free in this flesh i see it like a human would i struggle just to say what a normal human would artists feel catharsis i let the picture paint it self color rays they say how i felt i played the hand that i was dealt and let the rest fade to gray then fade to black

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I'm geeked, my keep vision glitching So high, Never really made a difference, Cant speak. No words, We chasing that essence I appear in a vision, Like a Saint to a peasant, Make you see heaven, it feels like there's Heaven on Earth. Open my eyes from black, I'm Back! Modern day, got this Modern pain, i get Modern paid, I need to stay present, I reach for a dream but dreams effervescent I feel its in motion Emotion my brain it turns into goo The Press, Express! The spark ever present At the bank of the pond, I wont cling to the shore I'm swinging Beyond. I SEE I am what I do but what am I doing, Drew into fluid a druid keep moving Sirens sound soothing when you lost all your hope Look at the sky while i slide down the slope What is God doing to me? Soul like the wind, all of this movement in me It drew you to me and its pushing you back Face of the past its a mask I keep on regluing I'm chose in the picture I'm mewing. Eyes so vacant I'm gone like a model Locked on the bottle Venom like hiss i kiss death rattle Gotta keep my nose up Look up up up and away from the rabble They cattle, they search for the shade on a sunlit day She saved me its a debt i can never repay I can fade away any day, just know its okay.

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May 13, 2025

May 13, 2025 at 1:59 AM UTC

nasa-nick

Modern Day

I'm geeked, my keep vision glitching So high, Never really made a difference, Cant speak. No words, We chasing that essence I appear in a vision, Like a Saint to a peasant, Make you see heaven, it feels like there's Heaven on Earth. Open my eyes from black, I'm Back! Modern day, got this Modern pain, i get Modern paid, I need to stay present, I reach for a dream but dreams effervescent I feel its in motion Emotion my brain it turns into goo The Press, Express! The spark ever present At the bank of the pond, I wont cling to the shore I'm swinging Beyond. I SEE I am what I do but what am I doing, Drew into fluid a druid keep moving Sirens sound soothing when you lost all your hope Look at the sky while i slide down the slope What is God doing to me? Soul like the wind, all of this movement in me It drew you to me and its pushing you back Face of the past its a mask I keep on regluing I'm chose in the picture I'm mewing. Eyes so vacant I'm gone like a model Locked on the bottle Venom like hiss i kiss death rattle Gotta keep my nose up Look up up up and away from the rabble They cattle, they search for the shade on a sunlit day She saved me its a debt i can never repay I can fade away any day, just know its okay.

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It’s not real (Why) it’s all in my head But in my head it is all so painfully real. How do I know how to feel? I try not to dwell, But the bubble keeps swelling and swelling In my chest in my heart. Im sailing but there isn’t a sail, Im drowning in air, Climbing a staircase winding upside down But yet I don’t fall…how? I try to take in my surroundings, I reach out to touch And my fingers make contact, An electric shock travels my nerves An image forms A sound I didn’t hear, A sight I couldn’t see, A voice I recognize But only through associations Never ending vibrations. It’s all unraveling me Im stuck in a senseless sea Yet the waves keep hitting the hull of my ship Hauntingly rhythmically.

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Jan 11, 2022

Jan 11, 2022 at 12:43 AM UTC

nasa-nick

Navigator

It’s not real (Why) it’s all in my head But in my head it is all so painfully real. How do I know how to feel? I try not to dwell, But the bubble keeps swelling and swelling In my chest in my heart. Im sailing but there isn’t a sail, Im drowning in air, Climbing a staircase winding upside down But yet I don’t fall…how? I try to take in my surroundings, I reach out to touch And my fingers make contact, An electric shock travels my nerves An image forms A sound I didn’t hear, A sight I couldn’t see, A voice I recognize But only through associations Never ending vibrations. It’s all unraveling me Im stuck in a senseless sea Yet the waves keep hitting the hull of my ship Hauntingly rhythmically.

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Ah, once more a day in vacant rays A webbed window, cracked gently to let the breeze by. Through, a minute an hour, a bee lands on a flower succumbing to desire, a move with a purpose It’s assuredness I admit breaks a chunk from my confidence What is what isn’t what could what couldn’t Is of no concern to a bee, imagine how free that would be A beetle crawling up the bark of a tree, Oh, just for an instant I wish I could see the life that you see!

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May 31, 2021

May 31, 2021 at 8:34 PM UTC

nasa-nick

Just For An Instant

Ah, once more a day in vacant rays A webbed window, cracked gently to let the breeze by. Through, a minute an hour, a bee lands on a flower succumbing to desire, a move with a purpose It’s assuredness I admit breaks a chunk from my confidence What is what isn’t what could what couldn’t Is of no concern to a bee, imagine how free that would be A beetle crawling up the bark of a tree, Oh, just for an instant I wish I could see the life that you see!

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The wind felt different on my neck today, Slightly colder, unfamiliar, It was not a feeling I was used to. But this breeze hasn’t changed at all There was a spark on the nerves of the cuticles where hair stands ensnaired there had sounds of foundation rock breaking and cracking a lump of clay stepping out of the mold under its own power it’s own fruition at first its unseemly bordering on crude then your curiosity strikes like what will this lump of clay do? will he crash off the table damp too much water tear himself in two brand new asunder asunder asunder I see a rock we have to peek under I have to keep searching but my search has all been for naught but then again looking on those days in the rays I couldn’t wait to find shade is this really the only way yes she says with a sigh so I position my head so my eyes meet sky i guess it’s time to retry so here I go again and again and again and again and again so many times I’ve tried to take flight and sometimes I can’t be but filled with spite but I know The Wheel she spins goes back and goes forth So it’s on to the next and the next and the next this life is only a quest but that is only a guess

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May 21, 2021

May 21, 2021 at 3:25 PM UTC

nasa-nick

A guess

The wind felt different on my neck today, Slightly colder, unfamiliar, It was not a feeling I was used to. But this breeze hasn’t changed at all There was a spark on the nerves of the cuticles where hair stands ensnaired there had sounds of foundation rock breaking and cracking a lump of clay stepping out of the mold under its own power it’s own fruition at first its unseemly bordering on crude then your curiosity strikes like what will this lump of clay do? will he crash off the table damp too much water tear himself in two brand new asunder asunder asunder I see a rock we have to peek under I have to keep searching but my search has all been for naught but then again looking on those days in the rays I couldn’t wait to find shade is this really the only way yes she says with a sigh so I position my head so my eyes meet sky i guess it’s time to retry so here I go again and again and again and again and again so many times I’ve tried to take flight and sometimes I can’t be but filled with spite but I know The Wheel she spins goes back and goes forth So it’s on to the next and the next and the next this life is only a quest but that is only a guess

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When is when is when is The next moment I will stand on this shore, looking out into the bay? Who will I be and how will I see this same scene then? How will I see again, the morning rising illuminating the tide, it’s misted glow refracting in all directions? How will I hear again, the gull’s cry, a higher song hovering over the soft sway of the water, it’s lapping connection to the shore, gone now but always on its reverberating journey back? How will the water feel on my feet, in early spring and then in ebbing twilight? Will I stand strong and blooming, or will I hunch and wither in decay, in memories of a long forgotten brighter day? Will the salt spray still fill my nose, will its memory be etched in me always? There is no sure way to know, no sure path we can follow, I say to myself. When I return I will be him and he will have came from me, formed in the bubbling foam of my memories of this swaying sea. But in my melancholy daze upon departure, a vision appears to me as if a dream: “Be gone!” A mirage of the goddess Brizo comes to me, sitting alone in a galley bobbing along with the waves. “Be gone! Hold not your journey in contempt, be scared not of the changing tides! You have your vessel as I have mine, the sea is strong but not impassible! Adjust your sails, redirect your mind, the wisdom of the sea follows, to any height you can climb! The power is you, shed light on what you know to be true, look in the water and be calmed, know that you are you! Be gone! Go from me, away from this fading part of your journey, There is still much of the world to see! Do not linger, do not hesitate, Do not be contented, with a hazy view of the sea from your seat on the shore!”

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Mar 8, 2021

Mar 8, 2021 at 12:54 PM UTC

nasa-nick

Be Gone!

When is when is when is The next moment I will stand on this shore, looking out into the bay? Who will I be and how will I see this same scene then? How will I see again, the morning rising illuminating the tide, it’s misted glow refracting in all directions? How will I hear again, the gull’s cry, a higher song hovering over the soft sway of the water, it’s lapping connection to the shore, gone now but always on its reverberating journey back? How will the water feel on my feet, in early spring and then in ebbing twilight? Will I stand strong and blooming, or will I hunch and wither in decay, in memories of a long forgotten brighter day? Will the salt spray still fill my nose, will its memory be etched in me always? There is no sure way to know, no sure path we can follow, I say to myself. When I return I will be him and he will have came from me, formed in the bubbling foam of my memories of this swaying sea. But in my melancholy daze upon departure, a vision appears to me as if a dream: “Be gone!” A mirage of the goddess Brizo comes to me, sitting alone in a galley bobbing along with the waves. “Be gone! Hold not your journey in contempt, be scared not of the changing tides! You have your vessel as I have mine, the sea is strong but not impassible! Adjust your sails, redirect your mind, the wisdom of the sea follows, to any height you can climb! The power is you, shed light on what you know to be true, look in the water and be calmed, know that you are you! Be gone! Go from me, away from this fading part of your journey, There is still much of the world to see! Do not linger, do not hesitate, Do not be contented, with a hazy view of the sea from your seat on the shore!”

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Dance on wind, Elope with sky. Breathe in mind, Unfold, open as the gulls fly. Coastal breeze, I close my eyes Feel the cool on my face, Untether, let it take me where it may With a smile sprouting upon each gust.

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Jan 9, 2021

Jan 9, 2021 at 3:59 PM UTC

nasa-nick

Sea Breeze

Dance on wind, Elope with sky. Breathe in mind, Unfold, open as the gulls fly. Coastal breeze, I close my eyes Feel the cool on my face, Untether, let it take me where it may With a smile sprouting upon each gust.

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