rooN - Hello Poetry

His breath filled my essence His eyes searched my soul. Lust, temptation, and envy Lured us into his home. He could have gotten to know me, taken me on a date. But instead, he took my body, and then it was to late. Me in his arms Alone together. And after the night was done, he never looked my way. Looked never again into my essence or my soul. And I searched for another playdate.

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Dec 8, 2024

Dec 8, 2024 at 11:34 PM UTC

Playdate

His breath filled my essence His eyes searched my soul. Lust, temptation, and envy Lured us into his home. He could have gotten to know me, taken me on a date. But instead, he took my body, and then it was to late. Me in his arms Alone together. And after the night was done, he never looked my way. Looked never again into my essence or my soul. And I searched for another playdate.

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Saw those green cans in your room today hidden under piles of taxed papers. A cheap empty metal that tore open healed wounds, a putrid scent that infected my resolve. Was I the true Alcoholic? Drunk on the delusion of healing Or maybe you had never healed to begin with. Maybe your desperation was just well-hidden under the smile that blanketed your face and a laugh that made me feel safe.

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Oct 31, 2024

Oct 31, 2024 at 8:24 PM UTC

Green cans

Saw those green cans in your room today hidden under piles of taxed papers. A cheap empty metal that tore open healed wounds, a putrid scent that infected my resolve. Was I the true Alcoholic? Drunk on the delusion of healing Or maybe you had never healed to begin with. Maybe your desperation was just well-hidden under the smile that blanketed your face and a laugh that made me feel safe.

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A world in which we swung among the clouds Now has been overridden by the image of you in shrouds We'd sing songs of warmth and hope Now I pier over your body, dressed in a despairing cope We'd skip along the flowery hill Now I'm paying your casket bill I don't understand what the point was To make your own life come to a pause But I will respect your wishes As I burry my beautiful missus

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Oct 19, 2024

Oct 19, 2024 at 9:26 PM UTC

Missus

A world in which we swung among the clouds Now has been overridden by the image of you in shrouds We'd sing songs of warmth and hope Now I pier over your body, dressed in a despairing cope We'd skip along the flowery hill Now I'm paying your casket bill I don't understand what the point was To make your own life come to a pause But I will respect your wishes As I burry my beautiful missus

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your heart was an enchanting land softly alluring, naturally radiant with birds of hope singing songs of foolishness and trees growing fruits of ignorance. You thought he'd nourish your soul, replenish your spirit, the birds had crooned so. He entered the gates to your heart with the key of trust you lent him And you let his sugared words taint the trees' fruits and his worms fill the birds' stomachs. and soon your optimistic expectations turned to faithless apathy. As your heart became shrouded in scorn

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Sep 24, 2024

Sep 24, 2024 at 12:01 AM UTC

Tales of the Heart

your heart was an enchanting land softly alluring, naturally radiant with birds of hope singing songs of foolishness and trees growing fruits of ignorance. You thought he'd nourish your soul, replenish your spirit, the birds had crooned so. He entered the gates to your heart with the key of trust you lent him And you let his sugared words taint the trees' fruits and his worms fill the birds' stomachs. and soon your optimistic expectations turned to faithless apathy. As your heart became shrouded in scorn

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I can’t breathe without you besides me, yet the air is so clear when you’re gone.

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Sep 22, 2024

Sep 22, 2024 at 1:06 AM UTC

O2

I can’t breathe without you besides me, yet the air is so clear when you’re gone.

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My anger stemmed from my love My hatred from my attachment yet you continued to neglect my care uttering a final blow to my heart. Now my feelings have vanished for all, as the scar's throbs erase our memories. I no longer wonder how things could have been different Instead I thank the world for your carelessness

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Sep 22, 2024

Sep 22, 2024 at 12:48 AM UTC

Negligence

My anger stemmed from my love My hatred from my attachment yet you continued to neglect my care uttering a final blow to my heart. Now my feelings have vanished for all, as the scar's throbs erase our memories. I no longer wonder how things could have been different Instead I thank the world for your carelessness

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Time has run away from you. "Ten more minutes" every day. She was neglected, forsaken yet she reached her hand out once again. and still you continued to lay, basking in a void of false diligence. Tick tick ten years have passed and now it's too late to make up for your mistakes.

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Sep 22, 2024

Sep 22, 2024 at 12:41 AM UTC

Tick Tick

Time has run away from you. "Ten more minutes" every day. She was neglected, forsaken yet she reached her hand out once again. and still you continued to lay, basking in a void of false diligence. Tick tick ten years have passed and now it's too late to make up for your mistakes.

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I wonder what the birds think As they fly about Food, water, predators? Or maybe not much at all Maybe they think of nests and trees Or they think of the kind human Who sprinkled some seeds by the bench They may remember bad times too When they were shoo’d away Or when rocks were thrown at them Or maybe they don’t think of much at all And maybe we don’t have to think of much at all Like the birds As they fly about

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Sep 19, 2024

Sep 19, 2024 at 4:33 PM UTC

Freedom

I wonder what the birds think As they fly about Food, water, predators? Or maybe not much at all Maybe they think of nests and trees Or they think of the kind human Who sprinkled some seeds by the bench They may remember bad times too When they were shoo’d away Or when rocks were thrown at them Or maybe they don’t think of much at all And maybe we don’t have to think of much at all Like the birds As they fly about

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Expectations, vessels of hope The root to your demise. A mountain which grows with each milestone met With triumphs- mirages of fulfillment As the fog clears to unveil heights more expectations And the weight of others’ aspirations Overshadowing the joys of past achievements. And as you ascend, echos of your weakness haunt you Then only your failures are whispered about And forgotten will be the trials you passed As the summit continues to rise.

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Sep 19, 2024

Sep 19, 2024 at 4:26 PM UTC

The summit

Expectations, vessels of hope The root to your demise. A mountain which grows with each milestone met With triumphs- mirages of fulfillment As the fog clears to unveil heights more expectations And the weight of others’ aspirations Overshadowing the joys of past achievements. And as you ascend, echos of your weakness haunt you Then only your failures are whispered about And forgotten will be the trials you passed As the summit continues to rise.

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Pride is a wilted flower You are that wilted flower. Basking in the sun of infallibility, Your roots were planted in the garden of ego Which has now led to your demise. Once filled with the essence of life, Your petals were choked by your own ambition As you grew to be too close to the sun. Your bloom was a symbol of beauty, Whispering notions of hope and strength Though now nature has punished your delusions. And the soil you thought to be self-respect Has betrayed you And the sun that once was your fuel Has scarred you.

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Sep 19, 2024

Sep 19, 2024 at 9:21 AM UTC

Inflated

Pride is a wilted flower You are that wilted flower. Basking in the sun of infallibility, Your roots were planted in the garden of ego Which has now led to your demise. Once filled with the essence of life, Your petals were choked by your own ambition As you grew to be too close to the sun. Your bloom was a symbol of beauty, Whispering notions of hope and strength Though now nature has punished your delusions. And the soil you thought to be self-respect Has betrayed you And the sun that once was your fuel Has scarred you.

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