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You          
Want                
To                      
Know                        
Me                                
­Well no you don't you just want to know how it's like to know me
Practice                    
leaving                    
everything              
alone                        
somberly                  
eventually                
Then you'll know what it is like to be me to be an idea and not real.
Antonio Jan 16
subtle emissions as i start the boat never skip praying on my own oath,
i read the texts in life always seemingly encrypted just like a messaging app,
the real show is beginning behind the curtains somehow being trapped,
the actors are going to play a better hand, we only want the real champ,
essence of ones life looking in my eyes surpassed my mind like a dreamland,
believe in the expansion of your quintessence, command the battle like you're protecting the motherland.




dug up my ditches you can feel the innevitable switch of a persian prince watching time,
rotate the key, press on ignition and your library will burn but rebuild unlike the one in Alexandria.
the barrel of life rolled in my mind ready to take up few sentences as hostages,
I love my child so much that it will never be born.
This world offers nothing only pain, never home.
Short poem before i get submitted to psych ward :)
Immortality Jan 12
How can I
love someone new,
when you kiss
my soul
so true?
For the blurred-faced man, who comes in my dream-

Are you real, or am I lost in the feel?
Pay attention,
Listen up.
This a PSA from reality,
And here's what reality has to say.

"Do not light a fire,
If you don't want the smoke,
Do not play with knives,
If you don't want a cut.
Don't waste your time drinking,
If you want to have a life to comfort you,
When you grow up."

There you have it kids,
Don't play with problems,
If you don't want one in your face.
Some people need a raw dose of reality.
Jonah Singleton Dec 2024
Yes
so too, there exists the ultimate skill of GOD
and in man, manifesting perpetually, is the reflection of GOD
to create, reproduce
to plan, to build.

By default of the circumstances
GOD is the creator
and life is an execrable mirror.
Jeremy Betts Dec 2024
You ever want to write
Something different
Than what you seem to be able to write?
Not some profound insight
Just something lite?
Lord knows I more than might,
Like,
Let's say you wake up in the dead of the night
In the stillness of the moonlight
The room is dark
But the clock is bright
Enough for sight
What you want never feels right
You want to produce light
But your muse is always ready to put up a fight
And you swear there's more to you than hurt and pain
And you know you have this talent
But when you try to use it,
It's not the same
Is it all in vain?
The thoughts that creep in
Start to feel insane
600 plus poems should be enough to drain
Each and every issues main vain
Can someone please explain?
Standing on a beach while the good in you feels like a single grain
Maybe the good in you is there but tied to the tracks of life's train
What's there to gain?
What changes if you complain?
What I've found
Is standing your ground
Will only leave you maimed

©2024
Sarthak Gupta Nov 2024
Lovely life, a hearty soul,
Sweetly happy, sadly whole.
My moods I show for all to see,
But only my notes know the real me—
The dreams I chase, the goals I seek,
The quiet longings I dare not speak.
Jenna Nov 2024
People call people who try to end there lives, selfish.
"You should never do that. Think about how many people
who would be affected."

Think about this though.
Kids don't off themselves so they can put others in pain.
They do it because others have put THEM through so much pain.

Don't call me selfish, because I am hurting. I would give someone my heart, I would jump in front of a moving car if you needed saving, If you need a hand, I'll be there.

So no, I'm not selfish. I am tired of picking up other people's messes and then being treated like nothing in the end.
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