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Walt Whitman

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The Poetic Architect
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Poems

Mada Feb 2013
It started with Guitar.
It ended with Snarky comment.

Guitar hit Song.
Song hit Smile.
Smile hit Happiness in a time of sadness.
Happiness hit Laughter and Laughter couldn't help but tip too fast.

Laughter hit Feelings.
Feelings hit Observation.
Observation hit Friendship, but more like Crush.
Crush hit Heart.
Heart hit Words.
Words shook a bit, but hit Send anyway.
Send hit Waiting, but Waiting brought Maybe.
But Maybe wasn't stacked right.
Maybe never fell.
But the other ones did.

The ones that didn't spell your name, but his.
Love hit Replenish.
Replenish hit Happiness.
Happiness hit Life with my true love.

Your name just lingered there, Maybe still standing.

But then Maybe toppled.
Maybe hit Conversation.
Conversation hit Doubt.
Doubt hit Curiosity.
Curiosity hit Coincidence and Coincidence was just too big to miss.

But that was the last part. Coincidence.
Because his name was prettier, nicer, and actually said yes.

But Coincidence just kept begging. Coincidence decided to get there anyway.
Coincidence pushed Alcohol and Alcohol tapped Texting on the shoulder.
Texting plummeted into Conversation.
Conversation hit Argument.
Argument hit Apology, but instead of Apology hitting Acceptance, it hit Snarky comment.
And that hit Resentment and a bit of Anger too.

Started with Guitar.
Ended with Snarky comment.

A Domino Effect into Catastrophe that I think about everyday.
Eslam Dabank  Apr 2019
Hit Me
Eslam Dabank Apr 2019
Hit me with the knives you sharpened with your rage,
Hit me with the words you wished you released out of the cage,
Hit me with the floods coming out of your eyes, the undesirable wreckage,
Hit me with the revenage you composed, to stay for your soul, a heritage,
Hit me with the dreams you wrote on that vintage page,
Hit me with the memories you drowned down the rivage.

Hit me with the passion I made you fantasize,
Hit me with the pain you can't verbalize,
Hit me with the struggle I gave as an advice,
Hit me with the sorrows that won't let you rise,
Hit me with the filth unleashed of my vice,
Hit me with the agony I'd enjoy to poetise,
Hit me with the sadness you should idolise,
Hit me with the deception that I got to, on you, idealise.

Hit me with the thoughts you ignited in your head,
Hit me with the lies I loved you with instead,
Hit me with the cries that to your end, have led.
Hit me with the words I never dared to let being said.
Hit me with the regret that you'll never get,
Hit me with the anger, you, because of me, have met.
Hit me with the ages of misery, I've for you set.
Ginelle Gonzalez Jul 2010
Friendly herbs we light on fire
Breathe it in with our desire
To fulfill our every wish
Take one more hit
Your mind gets higher

Like the smoke as it keeps rising
In the air and unsurprisingly
It starts to disappear
Take one more hit
Nothing to fear

For all your friends stand right beside you
Every word they say confides your every thought
And now you’re mindless
Take one more hit
You’re filled with kindness

Everything just makes you happy
No explaining but your laughing
All the time for little things
You pop this pill
You want to sing

You own the world with every step
You feel alive with every breathe
Your body’s light you feel no stress
Take one more hit
You’re like a jet

The sky the clouds are moving fast
You think of now and not the past
You hope this feeling continues to last
So you take one more hit
And now you cast

Cast away from all your worries
They say one thing you’re in a hurry
To do it all that which you please
Take one more hit
It’s all a tease

Now you’re back to everyday
You wish it never went away
You try to eat, but it tastes plain
Take one more hit
It helps some way

What’s this? Again, another pill?
You take it in moments at your will
You anxiously wait, you get the chills
Take one more hit
You feel the thrill

Your body shakes you can’t stand still
You’ll talk for hours right until
Your tangent minds forgets to think
Take one more hit
Your eyes don’t blink

The light’s they trail from here to there
The colors combine and stick to the air
Your eyes roll back but you fight to stare
Take one more hit
Your nostrils flare

Then tomorrow comes you try to eat
But something’s wrong you body’s weak
Your head just throbs in so much pain
Take one more hit
You feel more sane

It soothes your brain, relaxes your mind
And you sit there and wonder how people are blind
To the good things it brings, it just grows from the ground
So you take one more hit
And start looking around

Your eyes are blood shot and you stare at one thing
You’re so high to the point you don’t hear your phone ring
When your friend shows up, you have one more stop
He says stick out your tongue
You feel two little drops

Now all of the lights are reflecting your skin
You can feel them vibrating from within
With inside your mind, within your soul
Take one more hit
Now you’re thoughts take a stroll

Your cheeks they hurt from a permanent smile
And your eyes will be huge for more than a while
You get up and leave cause your walls start to breathe
So you take one more hit
What should you believe?

You try to look up at the sky
But then the stars fall in your eyes
They dilate straight into your mind
Take one more hit
Time passes by

So many things are left to do
Countless knowledge you never knew
You have the world for your dreams to pursue
So you take one more hit
But then who are you?

Nothing's how it was before
You’re on your knees, you grab the floor
“This world is ****, can’t take no more!”
Your mind is lost what is this for?

Your precious life it makes no sense
You wonder if it’s all pretense
So many thoughts it’s too intense
Take one more hit
Now your aura’s immense

You feel your body levitate
You think and now appreciate
The little things that we create
Take one more hit
Now you start to debate

So you lay your body on the floor
And you close your eyes to see no more
But behind your lids are colors and shapes
You take one more hit
Still there’s no escape

You open your eyes and what do you see?
A road to a world in which you can lead
A new life, a new purpose without all this ****
Now you know what to do
So you take one last hit
As you walk down that road and say

“My knowledge is me, and my life’s what I do with it”