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188 · Jan 2020
Not Really Sure
Pepper Dove Jan 2020
I sit here
And let my mind wander
Down silly paths
Pondering the past
Wondering why some things
Last
A shadow casts
My silouhette trying to stand
Tall
But small
Is how I feel
As I fall
To knees pleading
I'm not really sure how I'm feeling
These days, become all the same
Mundane
164 · Sep 2020
Soon
Pepper Dove Sep 2020
When hopes and dreams
Are soon to come
I rise to face
The morning sun
Just when you think you will soon fall asleep, the sun decides to come out.
158 · Oct 2020
Before
Pepper Dove Oct 2020
The sun set fire to the autumn trees
Good evenning tease
Before the wind takes the leaves

Cotton candy clouds blanket the sky
Kissing childlike eyes
Before saying goodnight

Whispering moon slips into the night
Collecting bad dreams
Before allowing for fright

Heavy lids fall, lashes kissing both cheeks
Seperating worlds
Before the alarm clock piques
Take in as much beauty as you can
before you lay down to sleep.
157 · Jan 2020
Crippling Loneliness
Pepper Dove Jan 2020
I sit still
with my mind in a haze
a state of dullness
trapped within this cage
I'm in a place
not too far away
from here
can't really say
can't really stay
with nothing to give
nothing
to give
yet,
I pay the price
in change
I'm not the same person
to
never settle
just get up and go
Nowadays I lay back
and go with the flow
so tell me

Tell me how many times
do I
got to tell
you
that I'm so tired
of waiting for you to
see me through
see me
for me
this,
loneliness is
so ******* crippling.
151 · Mar 2020
Ghost Theory
Pepper Dove Mar 2020
A ghost is said to be a form of energy;
and we now know that energy can physically move objects.
Which would make sense when someone witnesses an object move independently,
they would immediately assume “ghost”.
But what if it wasn’t actually a ghost moving the object at all,
but really the person themselves?
We are starting to understand, more today than ever, that when we breakdown a humans molecules
to the tiniest points, known as “subatomic particles”,
that all that is left is light,
and that in fact, light is a form of energy,
therefore we humans are essentially energy.
Now knowing this,
and with practice…
why wouldn’t a human be able to harness their energy,
and use it to quite literally
move physical objects themselves??
Going further into this concept, where we are talking humans,
then we can’t ignore our biggest human quality: emotions,
which we are also now finally understanding to be a type of energy in itself,
and that it can also be felt…
such as when someone is sad near you, you are able to sense it
and feel bad for them...
So who’s to say that when a human has a panic attack, is outraged or even terrified,
wouldn’t be able to form a supercharge of energy from a build-up of emotions
and unconsciously move an object?
Therefore, confusing the incident with what seemed to have been
a ghost…
I wrote this 2 years ago and just now rediscovered it in my notes on my laptop... thought it was an interesting thought I had hahaha and figured I would share.
144 · Dec 2019
Energy Flow
Pepper Dove Dec 2019
Let the feeling flow
come and go
right through me,
through me

Encapsulate,
recreate
this energy we're feeling

Frequencies
to the 10th degree
so drop the ego
and come vibe with me

Recharge your mind
let the light
intertwine,
Frankenstein the vibes through a stitch
penny-pinch the last of it

Hold on tight,
it's alright to feel alive,
just keep in mind...
life's not as real
as we think it is.
141 · Oct 2020
No Resistance
Pepper Dove Oct 2020
A droplet of water
Peers over the edge
Slithering
Quivering
Slowly inching towards death

Slipping
Not resisting
To fall into a mess

Gone missing
Yet followed
By all of the rest
137 · Dec 2019
Waiting for the Drought
Pepper Dove Dec 2019
I feel alone in this storm,
this mess
this silent chaos,
unexpressed
not willing to swallow my pride
I hide
behind waves of smiles
waves of lies
pretending
to be afloat
as my vision splits
in half
of what I let you see
those gentle waves
that try to carry me
but underneath
I’m being pulled
by strong currents
dark and cold
trying to drown me
though,
I try to wait it out
waiting for the drought
but I can only tread for so long
136 · Jul 2020
All One
Pepper Dove Jul 2020
I stand

  in front

    of you
  
I can see,

  See...
  
... Me

Now is it all so

    true?

All of you...

...is all of me?

Deep within

    your layers

      of skin
  
Reflecting;

  inner self,
  
    myself,
    
      my dear
    
        friend
      
Where do I begin?

     I am you,

And you are me

Everyone else:

too blind to see

        That
    
We're all One,

        Truly
The people in our lives are merely mirror reflections of bits and pieces of our inner self...
Like puzzle pieces we are to one another... in the end, we are all just one giant puzzle.
(The puzzle analogy just now made me think to write a seperate poem on that too... hmm...)
126 · Sep 2020
Connection
Pepper Dove Sep 2020
I miss those long talks
    
       filled with random thoughts

I miss the mystery
    
      in connecting your dots
125 · Sep 2020
Behind the Lens
Pepper Dove Sep 2020
All that beauty
Beaming in perfect light
Cascading shadows of mystery
But nobody sees
The beauty in the mystery
Of the eyes behind the lens
120 · Sep 2020
Passing By
Pepper Dove Sep 2020
The stoplight turns green
though, I don't move
Hypnotized
by a falling feather
gently floating by
    And just as it meets the ground
      like ******* snapped in my  
face
   Robotically, my toe pushes the gas
   and I am back,
   back to simply passing by
I haven't written in a while, and this happened to me today and right after I recited this to myself in my head and had to write it down.
120 · Apr 2020
White Tiger
Pepper Dove Apr 2020
Within these walls
I call my home
a roaring white tiger
freely roamed

terrified
in disbelief
disguise and shelter
is what I seek

an empty closet
appeared as promising
to which I discovered
surprisingly puzzling

a protruding backpack,
what a heavy load
took up such space,
the door would not close

from which the white tiger
would poke and ****
but did not nip,
which I thought to be odd

the next thing I knew,
my back became bare
the door opened wide
without even a care

approaching the beast
with my head held high
I walked towards the exist
with the beast by my side

out in the yard;
a fence and a leash
for which was to withhold
this unruly white beast

though, as I held
that anchoring chain in one hand
a glimpse into pure eyes,
forced my soul to expand

and in that moment,
without second thought
I no longer desired
this creature to be caught

a sense of release
overcame my tight grip
as a breath of relief
fell from my lips
Inspired by my dream from last night:
You see… the white tiger is my inner power, my true self… from which I would keep running and hiding from, all the while clinging onto what no longer serves me... and it isn’t until I decided to release the baggage that I could easily stand tall in the face of adversity… to see how truly beautiful and freeing it really is….
I took this as a message to release my inner white tiger
115 · Jan 20
The Listeners Song
Pepper Dove Jan 20
I am
The Listener

The one
They always come to

Breathing in circles
A dizzying dance of
Meloncholy song

I take in every beat

Each note plucking
Heartstrings

I listen - I absorb

It repeats

But when does The Listener
Get to sing?

Those songs - they never end

There isn't any room
For new melodies

For, it is The Listener - who allows
This space
For notes to flutter along freely

So,
When the air becomes thick
With minor chords

And the space is forever gone

Just remember

You never got to

Hear

The Listeners Song.

— The End —