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Gabe Ouellette Dec 2017
That sense of anonymity,
Among numerous faces,
All searching for-
Things?
Acquaintances?
Or just something to do...
That chaos of complexity,
Gives some stress and anxiety,
But to some,
Can leave a calm sensation wash over their entire experience.
Midnight Merriment
afteryourimbaud Nov 2017
There is no passable route
to the eventual soulless rite
skidded floors,
frozen painted walls
enclosed in jupiter's rail
embossed in eyelids tail
contradictional theory
off the Savannah 101
piroutting our own soul
writing off our own role
state of devastation
lifted off the barley field
stuck in a time warp
the sky has been waiting
and turning and rolling
tired of never ending doubt
flung towards the soul
aghast with how it ends
the kingdom never arrives
but with face full of joy,
you rob everything off us.
some people make you seriously wonder
    about
what makes them tick so brazenly
    against
all values they supposedly hold high

     is it a tunnel vision
     of greedy individuality?

    a dangerous mix
    of arrogance, innocence, ignorance?

    or are they simply overwhelmed
    with unexpectedly gained power
    mistake the votes of people
    for a mandate to play god?

unknown may be the causes
but the results are clear

if you preach water but drink wine
throw precious pearls before swine
say things today that you deny tomorrow

folks may still listen to your words
but do no longer follow the meaning
of perma-hype that makes no sense

sooner or later
they‘ll simply stop listening
Daisy Rae Oct 2017
Sometimes we let ourselves go,
We let our significant other control our minds.
We’re there for our friends but what happened to no man left behind?
When did liquor bottles become our safe haven?
We put glass against our wrist because our high self esteem was taken
By people we trusted most, by people we don’t even know.
They’ll tell you life isn’t fair, but they’re the ones treating your life like a show
With lights and cameras and they get away with it because they didn’t yell action, they whispered it
Into ears they promised not to tell.
No wonder your life is utter hell
We intrust people that tell us comforting things
But what we don’t know is that with comfort, a knife they bring
And they stab you in the places you don’t realize are wounded
And later that same year with that same friend, you’re excluded.
Tell me why we cry at night when no ones around to hear,
Tell me why we put our skin against spears.
I hate the fact that the one we love most and can see living our entire human lives with
Is the one that hurts us and makes us feel unworthy.
Why do we live our lives like a contradiction?
When did causing ourselves pain become an addiction?
We want to be happy, yet we surround ourselves with people who make us feel sad,
We want to follow our dreams, yet we act like they are dreams we never had.
We want to live a long life, but we pray to God to die every day,
It’s year 17’ and we’re slowing starting to decay.
Let’s change the the way we live this life.
Pagan Paul Sep 2017
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If

He who hesitates is lost

then why

Look before you leap?
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© Pagan Paul (19/09/17)
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I realise these are British proverbs, so some poets
may not have heard them before,
However, they do contradict each other.
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afteryourimbaud Sep 2017
Look at the babies
they are sweet, free
and pure
everyone adores
them, yet you;

you
are everything
that contradicts them
when you were
just one of them,
not long
ago.
Viseract Sep 2017
You can take my life,
Or even give me death
You could be the knife
I'd gladly bare my chest

This mind of mine drives me landmine crazy
The hell yes, the hell no and the hell, perhaps and maybe
I manage to always be tired and upset
But better yet, happy and full of rest

Always but never cold and alone
Never but always warm and fully emptied of hope
This contrasting contradiction can predict and comment
Why i may just die on my own, surrounded by water,
Boots of cement

(But i don't really, but really do want to drown/breathe)
Lauren Aug 2017
Darling stay out of my war.
Continue believing I have a heart of ice.
Do not turn at the glimpses of warmth and wholeness you may stumble upon.

Darling stay out of my war.
Do not question what is behind the walls.
Stay satisfied with the flowering fields I have created for you.

Darling stay out of my war.
For as strong and fierce as my love is–
it is only aiding to make the darkness hurt more.

Darling stay out of my war.
I have lost myself to it far too long ago.
To become a ghost was the only way
to stop the whirling blades from taking my life.

Darling stay out of my war.
Stay on the outside.
Do not let me break you; in your desire to love me.

Darling,
Stay thinking I am helpless and cold.
Stay on the outside.

Darling please,
I beg you–
Stay out of my war...
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