pearmintsquid - Hello Poetry

the thoughtlessness pushes them forward an empty musical order they go tranced with no former with no sense of horror nowhere and onward transfixed tortured bleak of notes cornered tundra

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Apr 29, 2020

Apr 29, 2020 at 10:13 AM UTC

Musical Tundra

the thoughtlessness pushes them forward an empty musical order they go tranced with no former with no sense of horror nowhere and onward transfixed tortured bleak of notes cornered tundra

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Five thousand thought voyages, The victims sought triages, The players sought blood, And we cried through our eyes where we stood. One substance stupidity, Causes morbidity, The captain of deaths Pays homage to leader’s shibboleths.

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Apr 28, 2020

Apr 28, 2020 at 7:47 PM UTC

Thought Voyage

Five thousand thought voyages, The victims sought triages, The players sought blood, And we cried through our eyes where we stood. One substance stupidity, Causes morbidity, The captain of deaths Pays homage to leader’s shibboleths.

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If you try to hold sand too tightly, It slips through your fingers, Love isn't too sightly, It poisons and it lingers. Even a brave lion in a cave, Will starve and fall If it doesn't change, From that fate, love can save, But without, is far more strange. The best time to blossom is now, The old idiom man said, Trees planted in the past don't grow, And down my long path I'm led. Every story and poem ever told, Whisper me meaning and truth, And although touching souls is gold, I've got to lift up my youth. I lie in an orange field of green grass, Emotions overcome by colour, And this freedom might be my last, I don't want this busy world any fuller. Music and nature is enough, Oh forest in love's shade, Take these blue feelings away.

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Apr 27, 2020

Apr 27, 2020 at 4:54 PM UTC

Idiom Man in the Shade

If you try to hold sand too tightly, It slips through your fingers, Love isn't too sightly, It poisons and it lingers. Even a brave lion in a cave, Will starve and fall If it doesn't change, From that fate, love can save, But without, is far more strange. The best time to blossom is now, The old idiom man said, Trees planted in the past don't grow, And down my long path I'm led. Every story and poem ever told, Whisper me meaning and truth, And although touching souls is gold, I've got to lift up my youth. I lie in an orange field of green grass, Emotions overcome by colour, And this freedom might be my last, I don't want this busy world any fuller. Music and nature is enough, Oh forest in love's shade, Take these blue feelings away.

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The fireworks of people pass past his head, He has no time to wonder what was said, Collecting his hallow heavy possessions, With no time to recognize depressions. They shake his hand and beat him with the other, A madness creeping like the memory of another, They call it endless, he sees nothing but nothing, And yet they keep calling themselves loving. The similar friendly fellows slip away, Amassing a gallery of paper, his paintings are no longer on display, “a beauty to life” no longer has significance, And the eyes of the people are led in a trance. Stairs leading up, down and to the right, To wonder what was left really requires sight, A black background that everything wanders through, It seems like you all know exactly what to do. Compare your portrait to the mirror, Make sure of not one error, Countenance continuity, Visions shouldn’t be compared to reality.

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Apr 27, 2020

Apr 27, 2020 at 4:51 PM UTC

Surly Cat Being Ejected

The fireworks of people pass past his head, He has no time to wonder what was said, Collecting his hallow heavy possessions, With no time to recognize depressions. They shake his hand and beat him with the other, A madness creeping like the memory of another, They call it endless, he sees nothing but nothing, And yet they keep calling themselves loving. The similar friendly fellows slip away, Amassing a gallery of paper, his paintings are no longer on display, “a beauty to life” no longer has significance, And the eyes of the people are led in a trance. Stairs leading up, down and to the right, To wonder what was left really requires sight, A black background that everything wanders through, It seems like you all know exactly what to do. Compare your portrait to the mirror, Make sure of not one error, Countenance continuity, Visions shouldn’t be compared to reality.

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