triscuit - Hello Poetry

I would still love even if it meant my bones to break From uneven pressure under crushing weight When Atlas' ire gives way and his hands shake I would still love even if it meant that I could not breathe Poseidon flooding poison into the sea A crashing wave taking over me I would still love even if it meant that I could not see The fates taking my sight so that they may be free Plucking my vision and then tossing me I would still love

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Nov 11, 2025

Nov 11, 2025 at 7:03 PM UTC

The Type Of Love I Carry

I would still love even if it meant my bones to break From uneven pressure under crushing weight When Atlas' ire gives way and his hands shake I would still love even if it meant that I could not breathe Poseidon flooding poison into the sea A crashing wave taking over me I would still love even if it meant that I could not see The fates taking my sight so that they may be free Plucking my vision and then tossing me I would still love

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Intruding my mind as though it is your own domain My thoughts race until they are replaced by snapshots of your face I construct your essence in bits and pieces Exhaustive love, thoroughly reaching If I told you that I loved you, you would fade away We fear what we cannot comprehend I'll make space for you in my heart where you may lay Rest your precious soul at my feet And I will carefully wrap it, I will never stray

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Nov 4, 2025

Nov 4, 2025 at 3:53 PM UTC

I think I love you

Intruding my mind as though it is your own domain My thoughts race until they are replaced by snapshots of your face I construct your essence in bits and pieces Exhaustive love, thoroughly reaching If I told you that I loved you, you would fade away We fear what we cannot comprehend I'll make space for you in my heart where you may lay Rest your precious soul at my feet And I will carefully wrap it, I will never stray

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Woke, what does it mean? You call everything woke with which you disagree Having blue hair or boys over for tea Though you turn your head away from real atrocities Small bodies in cots, bellies distended from rot Young black men in the streets out there getting shot Women carrying babies with no hope of life Yet you call this "woke" and claim your own strife If your eyes were to open and you were to see Maybe you'd be awoken, woke just like me.

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Sep 10, 2025

Sep 10, 2025 at 7:29 PM UTC

Woke

Woke, what does it mean? You call everything woke with which you disagree Having blue hair or boys over for tea Though you turn your head away from real atrocities Small bodies in cots, bellies distended from rot Young black men in the streets out there getting shot Women carrying babies with no hope of life Yet you call this "woke" and claim your own strife If your eyes were to open and you were to see Maybe you'd be awoken, woke just like me.

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The weight of your love raptures me Above a height unknown to me The clouds caress my face Embraced by the sunlight Cloaked in ethereal bliss When you kiss me I can feel my heart escape the confines of my ribs Your touch electric and warming Your scent envelopes me like a shroud Swathe me in your embrace Lead me towards the edge of oblivion

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Jul 17, 2024

Jul 17, 2024 at 9:17 PM UTC

A Poem To A Lover

The weight of your love raptures me Above a height unknown to me The clouds caress my face Embraced by the sunlight Cloaked in ethereal bliss When you kiss me I can feel my heart escape the confines of my ribs Your touch electric and warming Your scent envelopes me like a shroud Swathe me in your embrace Lead me towards the edge of oblivion

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I want to finger paint you against the sunset, encapsulating your beauty for a moment in time, enraptured by the glow of fading light I want to catch your gaze as you laugh, your eyes alight with glee ascribed to the humor of something so seemingly mundane I want to kiss you beneath the stars, each one singing a tale of long since forgotten lovers who have carved their paths below them I want to hold you for endless minutes, the touch of your skin scorching into my memory the intimacy and intricacy of such fleeting embraces You are divine essence in motion. You are ethereal.

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Dec 13, 2021

Dec 13, 2021 at 9:02 PM UTC

For Her

I want to finger paint you against the sunset, encapsulating your beauty for a moment in time, enraptured by the glow of fading light I want to catch your gaze as you laugh, your eyes alight with glee ascribed to the humor of something so seemingly mundane I want to kiss you beneath the stars, each one singing a tale of long since forgotten lovers who have carved their paths below them I want to hold you for endless minutes, the touch of your skin scorching into my memory the intimacy and intricacy of such fleeting embraces You are divine essence in motion. You are ethereal.

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No matter what I do I cannot define you Your delicate features The way you express yourself The things I love And the things I loathe You are simply you I cannot define you

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Jun 4, 2021

Jun 4, 2021 at 12:28 AM UTC

I can't define you

No matter what I do I cannot define you Your delicate features The way you express yourself The things I love And the things I loathe You are simply you I cannot define you

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I lay dormant Subdued but in whole I manage my being in stasis At peace, I am cradled by the light The long and gentle fingers nestled into the ether A lengthy slumber is ahead of me What comfort may it bring?

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May 31, 2021

May 31, 2021 at 12:49 AM UTC

Homeostasis

I lay dormant Subdued but in whole I manage my being in stasis At peace, I am cradled by the light The long and gentle fingers nestled into the ether A lengthy slumber is ahead of me What comfort may it bring?

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I want you to transcend me. I'm unhinged and my breath is bated. Come in for the **** and end me, the trepidation is like condensation. The release you provide is enough to drive me crazy. I can't help but think about it. It's an addiction now, but I'm not trying to fight it. Pull me in closer.

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Oct 3, 2020

Oct 3, 2020 at 5:46 AM UTC

All I can think of

I want you to transcend me. I'm unhinged and my breath is bated. Come in for the **** and end me, the trepidation is like condensation. The release you provide is enough to drive me crazy. I can't help but think about it. It's an addiction now, but I'm not trying to fight it. Pull me in closer.

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Sometimes I feel like a stone caught between tides I crave to be smoothed beautifully by life Sometimes I am knicked Sometimes I'm pulled too far beneath But I will always find my way back to the shoreline. I will glisten in the sun, and ride the waves Where the water takes me next, I will never know. But I am not aimless, or without purpose I'm eternal, even in death My memory etched in every wave, every grain of sand. I am a rock you see. I'm always exactly where I need to be.

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Jul 7, 2020

Jul 7, 2020 at 11:10 PM UTC

It's Simple

Sometimes I feel like a stone caught between tides I crave to be smoothed beautifully by life Sometimes I am knicked Sometimes I'm pulled too far beneath But I will always find my way back to the shoreline. I will glisten in the sun, and ride the waves Where the water takes me next, I will never know. But I am not aimless, or without purpose I'm eternal, even in death My memory etched in every wave, every grain of sand. I am a rock you see. I'm always exactly where I need to be.

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We collect words throughout our lives We share profound thoughts and insignificant snippets But will they know you when you die? Will your words still resonate? Will your thoughts dissolve into the wind? Or will you forever be interred on a wall, your script timeless in it's verse? Will they know you when you die?

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May 5, 2019

May 5, 2019 at 3:29 PM UTC

Will they know you?

We collect words throughout our lives We share profound thoughts and insignificant snippets But will they know you when you die? Will your words still resonate? Will your thoughts dissolve into the wind? Or will you forever be interred on a wall, your script timeless in it's verse? Will they know you when you die?

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