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Zero Nine Jul 2017
I heard
the first sound of silence
since I fed their secret string
in secret to the old maw
calmly promising
deliverance
in exchange for
cohesion
by way of
senseless adherence.

While I was calm --
While I was calm
Silence saliently sailed
from me

They set their course to the distant edge,
so far, the flat Earth
anxiously appeared
very real, certainly sang
and said

"Should you continue raising white flags
I shall continue blending until you lose
the volume and you never hear me."

For the first time since the last time,
I rode the shallows
through the violet night
on trembling shadows
in low light,
in low light
in silence

I shot a signal flare from my breast,
wide to receive the worst
solitary reflection

Ready to be quiet, invite
my vibes to drive in
disparate directions
Inspired by Ashlee Hoffman's "Note to Self"
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2033003/note-to-self/
https://hellopoetry.com/ashleelayne/

Written in complete silence.

Crushing silence.
Once you lose it, you may think it will never again invite you to its stage.
Once you're back against the gate with the world's weight bearing,
Once it's yours again, oh, the excitement, oh,
the unbearable pain.
Zero Nine Jul 2017
Absolute nightmare
Turn into sweet dreams
Took a turn for the worst too
Many times
(In a row)

Absolute nightmare
Plant parting lips please
Let me go,
Let me go, now

Seen the saccharine
Seen the maudlin
What is it like
to want the balance
in between?
Let me tell you:

It is obscene

What is
the difference
between us?
I'd say
it's a full sea
at least

Whether of stars, whether of water, whether of concrete
I know I won't reach you

You won't be reached
You won't be reached

You won't be reached
You're gone

Absolute nightmare
Plant you parting kiss
and let me go.
and let me go.
Palm Trees and Concrete Mix V2
Zero Nine Jul 2017
This tributary
Happy accident
Shyness
Flagrance
Deeply inspected

This notorious
Dearth, designed my life
So why
Not write
Why not paint pictures?

The donor with the ink
The spread recipient
Left and stayed

The ink that he left fades
The fade that he left stains
She made the mistake of
Looking for love as an anchor

Two lovers' worth or lack alike
Fabricate their draft designs
I'm incomplete, a mess
Two lovers' worth or lack alike
Fabricate their draft designs
A complete mess

Best if I reverse design
and I publicize
notorious dearth as proper opulence
Palm Trees and Concrete Mix V3
Zero Nine Jul 2017
It was the first time I saw your eyes
that I saw you smile and say hello
It was when I saw you
watching through
your
vertical curtains
that
my burden
fell away

It was the first time I returned your
curious gaze that I got caught

I kind of like it

I think, no, know
I'll grow accustomed
To my acquaintance, freedom

I kind of like it
If you want a name, I can't say
If you want a name,
Delirium,
Try ecstasy
Palm Trees and Concrete Mix V3
Leslie Ledezma May 2017
I have a gold tooled chiseled mind of David marble;
pure white interior and a godly glow of smoothness;
that tumbles in lush lands of opulence, openness, and
awareness
AJ Feb 2017
Opulence is a whisper
In a forest full
Of clouds
Subtlety is a shout
In this city
Of waning light
Ali Nov 2016
Smothered in jewels
And chains of gold
The life most desired
By the inferior

Glamor and money
Become the dream
But the real dreamers
Think beyond the image

The chains reflect the rays of sunshine
Gaining the attention
But blinding the way

They hang heavy
Constraining each move

The outside voices
Control the opinions
And the money
Hides the truth

Red wine spills
You should know
It stains

When the lights eventually grow dim
The inferior become the superior
Left with true opulence
Or a lack of

I hope you're satisfied
Brent Kincaid Mar 2016
Mountebanks and madmen
And marvelous maidens
Populate and pollute politics
Which joss sticks cannot chase
Or alleviate the electorate
In its counter clockwise swirl
Down its own bathroom drain.
Only morals don’t ameliorate
It only exacerbates, enervates
Rather than eliminates the pain.

The pain is felt by franklins,
Never the nobles or magnates;
They go on and make play dates
With other multi-billionaires
In debonair pied-a-terre lofts
And scoff at the peasantry
While exchanging pleasantries
Over gold-laced desserts
Thinking nobody gets hurt
If they pilfer and pillage
Far off village and town
Tearing down and razing,
With life grazing scorched earth.

To the rich, nobody has worth;
Voices that implore are muted
And garbage-chuted in the press.
Nothing to confess, the smile;
A mile of porcelainized teeth
Made more intense by pretense
That importance is impotence
In the face of extreme wealth
When stealth cease efficacy
And delicacy isn’t required.
The moral judge is fired.
A new wife is squired
In hopes a son is sired
To take over the empire.
S R Mats Mar 2015
Absolute magnificences
Held in richly woven garments
Arrayed in opulently fine linen
Washed in the light of ages
Adorned with sliver and gold
And they look upon you
Leal Knowone Mar 2015
So beautiful in this ugliness, **** a bit of this wretchedness
in my mind I unwind, and uncover the lies you hide
because of it i kiss the bliss with chapped lips and clenched fist
I thought all I wanted was a night like this
looking back I know i dont want it
in this world full of lies and ****
we cant see truth through our own arrogance
you thought we wold live in a world of bliss
just a clenched fist gripping pestilence
drinking the glass half full from the optimist
we wont live a life of opulence
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