rcmpencil - Hello Poetry

That is the time The time left Time left for me to share this To confess of my advanced dishonesty I had such a hard day I hope you didn't Long day at work Long face at home Apologies to the girl waiting for me I may not be sharing my office activities You wouldn't like it I wouldn't burden you with sad stories We will talk about your day Hope it's a lot better than mine That should work! I can vicariously reboot today through you.

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Aug 18, 2016

Aug 18, 2016 at 4:45 PM UTC

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That is the time The time left Time left for me to share this To confess of my advanced dishonesty I had such a hard day I hope you didn't Long day at work Long face at home Apologies to the girl waiting for me I may not be sharing my office activities You wouldn't like it I wouldn't burden you with sad stories We will talk about your day Hope it's a lot better than mine That should work! I can vicariously reboot today through you.

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I am confident You got it right, I am confident We were always told Told what to do What to say, what to eat, what to drink Hell, I was even told how to do them! Again, you are right We did not get all that we wanted You were even told to stay put at times -- most times Don't do this -- don't do that You and I heard them quite often Such painful chests, we did have Yes, I remember There were moments, I daydreamed Told myself, grow fast -- be old Good lord, you probably even said, be better than them I know -- I said it, too Now, what? What's with the long face looking back? Is it sadness for reliving those moments? Naaahhh -- I know that look -- that feeling Funny, right? Funny that it actually isn't funny that our wishes came true Why would it be? We had great lives -- you and I, all of us 'Course we did! We now wish we could be told how to fix things At times, we even wish harder we could have somebody do everything for us You've always been correct all the way Certainly, we were ungrateful

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Aug 11, 2016

Aug 11, 2016 at 3:34 PM UTC

We Were Ungrateful

I am confident You got it right, I am confident We were always told Told what to do What to say, what to eat, what to drink Hell, I was even told how to do them! Again, you are right We did not get all that we wanted You were even told to stay put at times -- most times Don't do this -- don't do that You and I heard them quite often Such painful chests, we did have Yes, I remember There were moments, I daydreamed Told myself, grow fast -- be old Good lord, you probably even said, be better than them I know -- I said it, too Now, what? What's with the long face looking back? Is it sadness for reliving those moments? Naaahhh -- I know that look -- that feeling Funny, right? Funny that it actually isn't funny that our wishes came true Why would it be? We had great lives -- you and I, all of us 'Course we did! We now wish we could be told how to fix things At times, we even wish harder we could have somebody do everything for us You've always been correct all the way Certainly, we were ungrateful

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Descendants of yesterday Come forth and resurrect Diseases of the now Step back and be hidden Peace is a luxury

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Jul 21, 2016

Jul 21, 2016 at 7:34 AM UTC

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Descendants of yesterday Come forth and resurrect Diseases of the now Step back and be hidden Peace is a luxury

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Lock your angers away Toss the loneliness, too I cannot care if you're afraid Freedom is for me and you Your faults or mine are now irrelevant

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Jul 14, 2016

Jul 14, 2016 at 7:23 AM UTC

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Lock your angers away Toss the loneliness, too I cannot care if you're afraid Freedom is for me and you Your faults or mine are now irrelevant

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the word has been hackneyed it has been for decades, centuries, millenia, lifetimes you, I, they, we all sought its taste we craved for the unquantifiable difficult to understand generates expectation invites all the pain there is common sense becomes uncommon what is it, anyway? why do you need it? why do I or they or we all want it? its host would not be fed because of it most do not become any smarter because of it just like your preferred matters it is best when brand new like most edible favorites poisonous when aged strikes us when least expected diminished judgment then becomes vogue sooner or later you become ugly - inside and out think before you want it think before you crave it think before you look for it think again before you think you need it think hardest - before you take it

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Feb 22, 2016

Feb 22, 2016 at 4:56 AM UTC

"it"

the word has been hackneyed it has been for decades, centuries, millenia, lifetimes you, I, they, we all sought its taste we craved for the unquantifiable difficult to understand generates expectation invites all the pain there is common sense becomes uncommon what is it, anyway? why do you need it? why do I or they or we all want it? its host would not be fed because of it most do not become any smarter because of it just like your preferred matters it is best when brand new like most edible favorites poisonous when aged strikes us when least expected diminished judgment then becomes vogue sooner or later you become ugly - inside and out think before you want it think before you crave it think before you look for it think again before you think you need it think hardest - before you take it

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Walk with me Set your eyes away Away from me Away from my face Our hands may touch Holding is unnecessary Appealing souls swarm Walking past us, by us, with us They may be off to work They may be off to home Some may be at peace Some may be in darkness More others of them are part of me or you Few others, we do love With shame, few others, we do hate Maybe someday one of these souls is for you Maybe one day one of them is for me Albeit perhaps none of them actually are They may just be passers-by Like I to them Like you to them Look at them Appreciate them They are not enemies Or reasons for us to be such I do not intend to push you away Neither do I plan on giving myself to any of them intently But they are here You or I will never have the right The right to forcefully control the souls around us The past, the present and the future These timelines should not be thought of oh so thoroughly Souls in them may or may not matter Should we choose among the souls involved in them? I or you are not the creator or the master of time So here I am with my plea: You were not my past You are my present I want you to be my future Yesterday, today, or tomorrow, the souls will be factors But right now, you are my soulmate

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Jan 13, 2016

Jan 13, 2016 at 12:56 PM UTC

Souls

Walk with me Set your eyes away Away from me Away from my face Our hands may touch Holding is unnecessary Appealing souls swarm Walking past us, by us, with us They may be off to work They may be off to home Some may be at peace Some may be in darkness More others of them are part of me or you Few others, we do love With shame, few others, we do hate Maybe someday one of these souls is for you Maybe one day one of them is for me Albeit perhaps none of them actually are They may just be passers-by Like I to them Like you to them Look at them Appreciate them They are not enemies Or reasons for us to be such I do not intend to push you away Neither do I plan on giving myself to any of them intently But they are here You or I will never have the right The right to forcefully control the souls around us The past, the present and the future These timelines should not be thought of oh so thoroughly Souls in them may or may not matter Should we choose among the souls involved in them? I or you are not the creator or the master of time So here I am with my plea: You were not my past You are my present I want you to be my future Yesterday, today, or tomorrow, the souls will be factors But right now, you are my soulmate

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You are my ***** With a mind so sharp to recall my promises Gentle words to dig into my deepest emotions Cutting my earth as you move away Like its handle's length, your patience is an assurance To teach me and shape me with your metallic perseverance You are the blade that sculpts me You are my *****

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Jan 13, 2016

Jan 13, 2016 at 12:28 PM UTC

*****

You are my ***** With a mind so sharp to recall my promises Gentle words to dig into my deepest emotions Cutting my earth as you move away Like its handle's length, your patience is an assurance To teach me and shape me with your metallic perseverance You are the blade that sculpts me You are my *****

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Cares only about own thoughts Listens to none but the voice in own head Wants truth but prefers not to handle it Considers everything that benefits own self Views are indestructible Crushes each conversation to dodge loss Expects honesty for the value of control Desires good changes - would one know what good is? Says goodbye to the most adored virtue Every now and then, respect is often lost The other half's sadness is irrelevant Own anger is king Perspectives shape-shift Silence is the friend Absence is the lover Ignorance is sanctuary Old memories show perfection Looking back, it's quite splendid Reminiscing is heavens Wave to such beauty with tears - as it is nothing but different now

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Dec 16, 2015

Dec 16, 2015 at 11:46 PM UTC

"Different Now"

Cares only about own thoughts Listens to none but the voice in own head Wants truth but prefers not to handle it Considers everything that benefits own self Views are indestructible Crushes each conversation to dodge loss Expects honesty for the value of control Desires good changes - would one know what good is? Says goodbye to the most adored virtue Every now and then, respect is often lost The other half's sadness is irrelevant Own anger is king Perspectives shape-shift Silence is the friend Absence is the lover Ignorance is sanctuary Old memories show perfection Looking back, it's quite splendid Reminiscing is heavens Wave to such beauty with tears - as it is nothing but different now

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I have not written in a while And somehow forgotten about my style Maybe it's because of grieving And the hard time the past is still giving There are memories I still want to feel Although in my smartest recollection, they were never real The happiness they bring in the present Will definitely die as time is spent She is not worth it, but still, I care From shields of pride, I'm completely bare For such effect, unsure of the cause Forgive me, then, for I need a pause.

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Dec 19, 2013

Dec 19, 2013 at 4:30 PM UTC

Pause

I have not written in a while And somehow forgotten about my style Maybe it's because of grieving And the hard time the past is still giving There are memories I still want to feel Although in my smartest recollection, they were never real The happiness they bring in the present Will definitely die as time is spent She is not worth it, but still, I care From shields of pride, I'm completely bare For such effect, unsure of the cause Forgive me, then, for I need a pause.

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The world steered so peacefully Birds sang endearingly Recalling pretty memories Like how such lovely creatures loitered in the trees I ran, I walked, I remembered Around friends and family, my life centered Loving and caring for the important ones None could ever grow tired of such reruns Suddenly, the wind blew so weirdly The waves left you soaked in despair Strength and composure lost so quickly Damage in entirety, just beyond repair Everything, even water, tastes bitter The all-time favorites, in a second, lost their fame The love which used to scatter glitter Now make you want to erase even your name Dreamed of a remarkable ending The delightful onset was such a trip As the affair grew perfect-looking Without a warning, devastated by just one slip.

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Oct 25, 2013

Oct 25, 2013 at 5:40 AM UTC

Slip

The world steered so peacefully Birds sang endearingly Recalling pretty memories Like how such lovely creatures loitered in the trees I ran, I walked, I remembered Around friends and family, my life centered Loving and caring for the important ones None could ever grow tired of such reruns Suddenly, the wind blew so weirdly The waves left you soaked in despair Strength and composure lost so quickly Damage in entirety, just beyond repair Everything, even water, tastes bitter The all-time favorites, in a second, lost their fame The love which used to scatter glitter Now make you want to erase even your name Dreamed of a remarkable ending The delightful onset was such a trip As the affair grew perfect-looking Without a warning, devastated by just one slip.

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