surpratik - Hello Poetry

this here is a saga of a child lonely and sad seeking faith in the wild born of fear forbidden to love but loves everything he sees and touches claps his hands but didn't know it's war growing up was hard with peace no more was told of fairy-tales of an imperil utopia then given guns in place of arcadia the boy remains a boy no more with ****** khakee shirts and bones sore shown a path to hate and misery but tears in his eyes missing his family prays to a god who does not exist grudges on leaders and failed politics finds his savior in an stranger's bullets they said it was the enemy but it was just people

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May 5, 2016

May 5, 2016 at 2:16 PM UTC

repose

this here is a saga of a child lonely and sad seeking faith in the wild born of fear forbidden to love but loves everything he sees and touches claps his hands but didn't know it's war growing up was hard with peace no more was told of fairy-tales of an imperil utopia then given guns in place of arcadia the boy remains a boy no more with ****** khakee shirts and bones sore shown a path to hate and misery but tears in his eyes missing his family prays to a god who does not exist grudges on leaders and failed politics finds his savior in an stranger's bullets they said it was the enemy but it was just people

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distance could grow all the "i love yous" to "i miss yous" this may not even be a poem but i miss you

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Apr 29, 2016

Apr 29, 2016 at 1:38 PM UTC

a message from a lousy poet

distance could grow all the "i love yous" to "i miss yous" this may not even be a poem but i miss you

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I love you and I'll stay I know it's cold at times, but I'll cover you with a blanket of warm words, and you could close your eyes and I'll hold your hands tight. I miss you and I'll wait I know you were crying hopelessly at night, but I'll collect your tears and will drink them like holy water, and tell you, we'll survive. I need you and I'll pray I know nothing feels real, and You're afraid that I'll break you, but what I would only ever want to break is this silence between us. I feel you and I'll always be there, to understand you, to read you, to see you, to aid you, to hold you, to be with you, to kiss you, to love you

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Apr 28, 2016

Apr 28, 2016 at 8:56 AM UTC

something that you need to know

I love you and I'll stay I know it's cold at times, but I'll cover you with a blanket of warm words, and you could close your eyes and I'll hold your hands tight. I miss you and I'll wait I know you were crying hopelessly at night, but I'll collect your tears and will drink them like holy water, and tell you, we'll survive. I need you and I'll pray I know nothing feels real, and You're afraid that I'll break you, but what I would only ever want to break is this silence between us. I feel you and I'll always be there, to understand you, to read you, to see you, to aid you, to hold you, to be with you, to kiss you, to love you

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maybe the night isn't really a bad time to stay awake maybe you meet the best kind of people at 4am the kind, that you could laugh with until the morning and then go to bed again, thinking of them maybe, sunrises aren't so bad if i got to spend every single one of them with you and maybe you're glad as well that i was with you during your sunsets and even though i am here and you're still a little far away boy oh boy, you still feel so close to me like, you were right here all the time, sitting next to me, whispering in my ear, ever so softly

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Apr 25, 2016

Apr 25, 2016 at 10:02 AM UTC

maybe being awake at 4am isn't so bad

maybe the night isn't really a bad time to stay awake maybe you meet the best kind of people at 4am the kind, that you could laugh with until the morning and then go to bed again, thinking of them maybe, sunrises aren't so bad if i got to spend every single one of them with you and maybe you're glad as well that i was with you during your sunsets and even though i am here and you're still a little far away boy oh boy, you still feel so close to me like, you were right here all the time, sitting next to me, whispering in my ear, ever so softly

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You may forget me one day But I will always remember The love that you showed me for a single moment Under the staircase. I miss you so much.

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Apr 2, 2016

Apr 2, 2016 at 10:45 PM UTC

Under the staircase

You may forget me one day But I will always remember The love that you showed me for a single moment Under the staircase. I miss you so much.

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days, weeks, months the postman did not bring much good news the weatherman only predicted rain ink ran dry out of all the poet's pens envelopes bloomed to paper boats floating in the muddy puddles across the street a window open in a café with a lightning view of the melancholic painting the girl who disappears at 4am running away with the painter's words, wearing shiny golden heals

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Apr 1, 2016

Apr 1, 2016 at 10:21 AM UTC

disappearance at 4am. pt. 1

days, weeks, months the postman did not bring much good news the weatherman only predicted rain ink ran dry out of all the poet's pens envelopes bloomed to paper boats floating in the muddy puddles across the street a window open in a café with a lightning view of the melancholic painting the girl who disappears at 4am running away with the painter's words, wearing shiny golden heals

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You said there are two people inside of you. One that loves him, and the other one that wants to keep me, as your best friend, as a lover, as a secret. You didn't speak of me to anyone, you formed fairy tales and mystical lands in your mind, and carved an imaginary place in your heart for me. And even though I spent every second of my time there, loving to be your fictional muse, being happy with just being together in a fairy tale, you were happier with somebody else in the real world. When I seek you from inside the looking glass, I feel sad each time, because I see people outside who are happier with someone, and then I see you, happier with him. Sometimes I see your smile, and I'm fine, nobody will be happier than me. Then I see your hand in his, and tears fall, even though I know you're happy, but somewhere I will never be completely, not without you. You never see, this bunny also loves you back, and he wants to hold your hand and take you on adventures too. You never see that he is crying, he yearns for you. When your man pushes you away or suddenly the weight of the world becomes heavier, you jump back inside the rabbit hole. You find me in our secret chamber, and I shout and scream when I see you there. Not because I don't want you here but because I hate why you had to come back so late. But then I quickly throw away my anger and you manage to turn my frown upside down and we go, away on our adventures. We go, away to a place in the fields where you love me back too. And I don't want to leave that place. I don't want to leave. But you always have to go. Back to reality. And I don't say a word. You say we're best friends and you'll always come back, that You'll always have me in your heart. And I look away because I can't show you my tears. All I want to tell you is that, I'll always have you in mine too, but the only difference is I have nobody else, but you. And you go, and I stay, because this is my home, the place where you and I belong together. But you leave me alone, and I have to fall asleep. Because I don't know how to have fun alone, I don't know how to go on adventures without you. I tried, I was able to explore other spaces and sounds, but I never was happy, because I always wanted you around. Sometimes I grow tired, sitting here waiting alone. I climb up the hole you dug, and enter the real world, and chase every nook and cranny to find you. And sometimes I manage to give you a surprise, sometimes I manage to take you back. But sometimes you shut the door on me, sometimes you don't want to be anywhere near me. Sometimes you act like I'm a plague, you pretend I'm just a stranger, and shoo me away. Sometimes, I weep and quietly go away. And you come back and never say sorry, but I know you are, I know you care because you came. But sometimes it feels too much, and then one day, one moment i got too selfish, I wreaked havoc in your real world, I was that upset. I went crazy, because isn't that life without you, a handful of insanity? The crazy rabbit. Don't believe him, you tell everybody. "He is just making up stories." What do you expect me to do? I cry and go back home. I have nothing to prove to the world; how do I tell them, you're my friend, when you can't even tell that to your close ones sometimes. How do I prove to people you love me too, when you can't even tell that to yourself sometimes. And yes, for a moment I got selfish. For a moment I wanted your world to crumble. But you see the anger for a moment and say I'm evil, you don't see the sadness when you're not there, you don't see the care when you used to come back hurt. Now you don't want to come back anymore because you are scared of me. But is it okay, you can be selfish all the time, and I got scared of losing you, tried to cause the damage, only for a while? I'm been hoarding "I'm sorry" signs next to every street you pass through, but you ignore them like they were never meant for you. You think I'm not sorry, because friends don't hurt friends, right? But I didn't mean to hurt you. Hurricanes don't know they hurt people, and I was just rain. And now I've flooded my own place, and I can't go anywhere from here. I'm screaming, come back, because you're sunshine. You make this place come alive. Don't you see, there were only thunderstorms here since you last left? But oh, how would you? You did not even dare to come back. I miss you now, I need you now. I'm sorry. Even though I said it a million times, I'll still say it again and again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm terribly sorry. Please don't hurt me like I hurt you. I just lost my sense once, please don't punish me repeatedly. Come back Alice. Come back, come back. I love you.

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Mar 3, 2016

Mar 3, 2016 at 11:23 AM UTC

it's all sadness down the rabbit hole

You said there are two people inside of you. One that loves him, and the other one that wants to keep me, as your best friend, as a lover, as a secret. You didn't speak of me to anyone, you formed fairy tales and mystical lands in your mind, and carved an imaginary place in your heart for me. And even though I spent every second of my time there, loving to be your fictional muse, being happy with just being together in a fairy tale, you were happier with somebody else in the real world. When I seek you from inside the looking glass, I feel sad each time, because I see people outside who are happier with someone, and then I see you, happier with him. Sometimes I see your smile, and I'm fine, nobody will be happier than me. Then I see your hand in his, and tears fall, even though I know you're happy, but somewhere I will never be completely, not without you. You never see, this bunny also loves you back, and he wants to hold your hand and take you on adventures too. You never see that he is crying, he yearns for you. When your man pushes you away or suddenly the weight of the world becomes heavier, you jump back inside the rabbit hole. You find me in our secret chamber, and I shout and scream when I see you there. Not because I don't want you here but because I hate why you had to come back so late. But then I quickly throw away my anger and you manage to turn my frown upside down and we go, away on our adventures. We go, away to a place in the fields where you love me back too. And I don't want to leave that place. I don't want to leave. But you always have to go. Back to reality. And I don't say a word. You say we're best friends and you'll always come back, that You'll always have me in your heart. And I look away because I can't show you my tears. All I want to tell you is that, I'll always have you in mine too, but the only difference is I have nobody else, but you. And you go, and I stay, because this is my home, the place where you and I belong together. But you leave me alone, and I have to fall asleep. Because I don't know how to have fun alone, I don't know how to go on adventures without you. I tried, I was able to explore other spaces and sounds, but I never was happy, because I always wanted you around. Sometimes I grow tired, sitting here waiting alone. I climb up the hole you dug, and enter the real world, and chase every nook and cranny to find you. And sometimes I manage to give you a surprise, sometimes I manage to take you back. But sometimes you shut the door on me, sometimes you don't want to be anywhere near me. Sometimes you act like I'm a plague, you pretend I'm just a stranger, and shoo me away. Sometimes, I weep and quietly go away. And you come back and never say sorry, but I know you are, I know you care because you came. But sometimes it feels too much, and then one day, one moment i got too selfish, I wreaked havoc in your real world, I was that upset. I went crazy, because isn't that life without you, a handful of insanity? The crazy rabbit. Don't believe him, you tell everybody. "He is just making up stories." What do you expect me to do? I cry and go back home. I have nothing to prove to the world; how do I tell them, you're my friend, when you can't even tell that to your close ones sometimes. How do I prove to people you love me too, when you can't even tell that to yourself sometimes. And yes, for a moment I got selfish. For a moment I wanted your world to crumble. But you see the anger for a moment and say I'm evil, you don't see the sadness when you're not there, you don't see the care when you used to come back hurt. Now you don't want to come back anymore because you are scared of me. But is it okay, you can be selfish all the time, and I got scared of losing you, tried to cause the damage, only for a while? I'm been hoarding "I'm sorry" signs next to every street you pass through, but you ignore them like they were never meant for you. You think I'm not sorry, because friends don't hurt friends, right? But I didn't mean to hurt you. Hurricanes don't know they hurt people, and I was just rain. And now I've flooded my own place, and I can't go anywhere from here. I'm screaming, come back, because you're sunshine. You make this place come alive. Don't you see, there were only thunderstorms here since you last left? But oh, how would you? You did not even dare to come back. I miss you now, I need you now. I'm sorry. Even though I said it a million times, I'll still say it again and again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I'm terribly sorry. Please don't hurt me like I hurt you. I just lost my sense once, please don't punish me repeatedly. Come back Alice. Come back, come back. I love you.

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I shouldn't have left Toronto

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Dec 31, 2015

Dec 31, 2015 at 8:51 PM UTC

NYE

I shouldn't have left Toronto

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It took a while to find my place again amongst the distant stars of poetry and painting where my heart belonged

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Oct 24, 2015

Oct 24, 2015 at 5:18 PM UTC

R for Recovered

It took a while to find my place again amongst the distant stars of poetry and painting where my heart belonged

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I've wrote enough about your eyes, and how they mesmerize me, how I try to look into them and read everything you hold inside you and how I never could. I've wrote enough about your lips, and how they whisper, beautiful things, how I need them close to mine so they could cure my every illness. I've wrote enough about your skin, which I believed was carved by Angels a perfect imperfection, (sort of) the way you glow against the sun, rejuvenates every part of me. Now let me write about your freckles, little stars they are, how they make the universe feel so adorable, beautiful.. making me find my universe in you. Now let me write about your scars, which have become every part of you. But, they rhyme with me now, they're a part of me now, that's why I love them too. Now let me write about your veins, running down your neck visible through your fading skin, I could kiss you, and feel your heart beating but I'll be the one who'll feel alive. Let me write all about you, Your chubby toes, your sleepy voice, Your breathing, your gaze, Everything I can touch, everything I can feel. Let me try.. every detail, every tiny bit Let me write.. All about you yet still find that endless poem, incomplete.

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Aug 8, 2015

Aug 8, 2015 at 11:00 AM UTC

All about you

I've wrote enough about your eyes, and how they mesmerize me, how I try to look into them and read everything you hold inside you and how I never could. I've wrote enough about your lips, and how they whisper, beautiful things, how I need them close to mine so they could cure my every illness. I've wrote enough about your skin, which I believed was carved by Angels a perfect imperfection, (sort of) the way you glow against the sun, rejuvenates every part of me. Now let me write about your freckles, little stars they are, how they make the universe feel so adorable, beautiful.. making me find my universe in you. Now let me write about your scars, which have become every part of you. But, they rhyme with me now, they're a part of me now, that's why I love them too. Now let me write about your veins, running down your neck visible through your fading skin, I could kiss you, and feel your heart beating but I'll be the one who'll feel alive. Let me write all about you, Your chubby toes, your sleepy voice, Your breathing, your gaze, Everything I can touch, everything I can feel. Let me try.. every detail, every tiny bit Let me write.. All about you yet still find that endless poem, incomplete.

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