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I don't want to be back here
That place which only breeds loneliness and fear

Where everything is grey
And night is the same as day

Where love is just tasteless food
And nothing can improve my mood

Where I feel still even though I'm moving
And every touch feels cold no matter how soothing

Where everyone feels distant,
even though their love has been constant

Where the sun is just a sting in my eye
And the moon simply hides me while I die

Where every action is pointless
And my love and care feel worthless

The place where my heart feels numb
And being alive feels dumb

That place which is just dust and sand

That place which has no beginning...and no end.
Prakersh Singh Jul 2017
Things that I could,
But stood still in front of you,
Verbosity of mine
Flew out of the window in a moments time,
Simple fellings that I had
Yes the same ones that once made me glad,
Today don't know why makes me a tad sad,
All this and more cause I didn't use my time
So I direfully lost what was mine,
But now there is a new hope
Not the one Luke had but still pretty dope,
This time the Jedi will return with a bang and will take revenge on its broken heart,
Will say what I should have all those years ago
Cause this Han ain't gonna be solo anymore
So Leia of mine don't worry its only a matter of time.....
Saint Audrey Jul 2017
Every day, The day break takes
or otherwise brings me unwillingly to a place
where I must
disgrace or commit
to an emotional caliphate

Exterminate

Subjugate the lies and hatred forcing its way through the veins
Under the state, headed by the mindless and the best dressed *******
******* or not at all, **** the rules, make your call
Variation of the same, more to blame than the ones you forgo every flaw

Emancipate america

Ransom sick, eat the rich, starve the poor
Sold at auction at high noon, the heat beats down evermore
Intermission just near missed, its the best part of this show

Only one remains

Nevermiiind all that

eat some cake
eat some cake
Sam Jul 2017
Hope is unfamiliar
In this heart of mine
It left me long ago
This life I just survive

So when you see the pictures
The kid who used to be
Smile true and wide
Eyes that owned the world
Know that he is gone
Like the hopes of yesterday
Kamen Jul 2017
I looked up to you.

You where the sky,
vast, awe-inspiring, unreachable.
You where the clouds,
shapeless, yet constant.

I looked up to you.

You where the visage of strength, the image of something I wish I could be.
Then time passed and just like a memory you started fading.
You lost your shine,
and I could no longer find a glimmer of it.

I don't know you and yet I do.
You are the shadow of my hero.
The husk that was left behind as the days, months, years passed.

I looked up to you.

In your dust the shape of me broken.
My heart torn to pieces.
My faith now gone.
My hope is now hopeless.

How could you?
How could you destroy the one thing I believed you to be?
How could you not see the you that I could see?

I looked up to you.

Now I ask myself,
How could I be so blind?
What did I see in you?
How could I have been so wrong?

The worst part is,
I looked up to you.
lilly Jul 2017
II
and i watched
while the spring breeze swayed the curtains
and a weak smile played on his lips
her eyes were closed
dark lashes fluttering gently
light snores escaping her mouth

he held her hand in his
and i couldn't help but to wonder
how could a love be so pure?
II: the second work in a series of short poems; series one.
You've been trying to drown me
for so long, that
I've learned how to swim on
misery.

You have tried to destroy me
so many times, that
I can fix myself again with my
eyes closed.

Still, I haven't learned how to
forget your lips,
how to resist your eyes,
how to fix my heart.

Because every single time I
wake up
and your body isn't laying
next to me,

my misery drowns
me,
and my pieces
fall apart.
Sam Jul 2017
Here I am once more
Stuck in agony
All remedies are distant
If even real at all
As nothing seems to change

Darkness has much prowess
To conquer deep inside
As the fight continues
I realize I'll never win
lilly Jul 2017
I
once you know something it's hard not to notice it
how his gaze seems to linger
how he hugs her as if he never wants to let go
how he stares just a little too long

how behind his smile
and in his eyes
for a fleeting moment
hopelessness
is all
you
see
I: the first work in a series of short poems; series one.
Stanley crawled along the shore
Holding the ocean in his hand
Bearing the words "Nevermore"
He was quite justifiably mad.

He had without, a coin to his name.
Nor the age of someone wiser.
Stanely, without thinking met a dame.
Who shared his love of a ****** writer.

I refrain from telling you so thusly.
But I authored this text thinking of me.
In my room, on a bed.
Too bad no one likes reading about poor people.

Stanelys dame had given him hope.
And tore it slowly without a sound.
Crushing, to his very soul.
He refused to swim, preferring to drown.

But I dare not say where stanely ends.
Or where his story dared to lead.
He did not drown within those depths.
How poetic that must have been.

Stanely looked upon the beach.
Feeling four winds at his heels.
His writers note had overreached.
And stanely cried, forgetting that girl.
I'd prefer dark comedy writing.
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