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AE Sep 2024
The brilliance of a clouded morning
is often overlooked in memory of the sun
I have been twirling these thoughts
between my fingers for far too long
yearning to reach out through broken windows
to immerse my hand in a dense morning fog
not knowing what will find them
and to take this ache in my bones
that tends to follow me home
rinse it under the falling rain
waiting for the sun, waiting for a new day
until morning comes in a quiet dream
and I wring out these bones
and yesterday's clothes
throwing them into laundry baskets
woven from this tired soul
and taking it all out to dry
Kalliope Aug 2024
The best mug in the cabinet
Sits on the middle shelf
Everyone always grabs it
Rarely left to itself
The handle fits perfect
Though increasingly worn
Held in palms to reflect
With liquid so warm
A once beautiful design now a chipped away after thought
Farhan Farzin Aug 2024
I've always worked to unveil my true self,
But some people are blind,
It’s like describing the rainbow itself,
To someone who is color blind.

Some folks are worth leaving far behind,
Neither linger nor waste your time;
They're toxic, as they've always tried,
To injure you, to keep you from your climb.
A quatrain poem that beautifully shows how some people are...
neth jones Aug 2024
sunset bleeds out the day
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thoughts take charge and toy with me
10/08/24- date of the original notes

alt version
sunset bleeds out the day
i am dog-tired
my thoughts turn on me and toy
else Aug 2024
you take granted

of my existence a bit too much

in your rose-tinted eyes that

always look for the easy way out,

i am far too less, because i am always there,

like the air you breathe, never rare,

the rock that never changes, never bares.

you know i hate that part of you, i really do.
Abunde Aug 2024
Rap sessions in a dismantled car , finding the meaning of life from diffused minds, painting out the lines that carry out the lie of the complex,

life is not what you think it is, that we know
but what of what we make it ?

Us starting a fire just to make it lit and fabricating love to see a ***,
digging deeper into the pit making the walls that encapsulate,
the reason for the mental split
you think you're losing your head? wait till you have what you long to find

However, I hope my words do not find you late,
And the visions you embody havent kilt
Now maybe let god lead,
Or let the substance of life be the reason you bleed
List the reasons you deserve to live and die
Kelsey Aug 2024
I'm tired.
Tired of
The same draining thoughts
Tired of
The same back and forth
Hatred then compassion
Tired of
Knowing what's right
And still doing what's wrong
Tired of
Beating myself up
For what's out of my control
Tired of
Mistaking clouds
As bad omens
Tired of
Telling myself it's okay
Just relax, you're okay
I'm tired of
Not writing poems
To make myself feel better

I'm just
tired.
So I guess I'll sleep.
Jeremy Betts Jun 2024
Believe me you
I'm tired of hearing me too
I'm ready for this era to be through
It's sad to see in both you and me that the same resentment aimed in the same direction grew

©2024
Jeremy Betts Jun 2024
I've stopped telling myself there's still a possibility it'll be okay
Honestly,
Mostly only because I've run out of things to say
That and I am tired of lying to myself everyday
There must be another way...
Either that or I just don't know how to play
What do the rules say?

©2024
Sophie Jun 2024
I feel like I’m on the edge of a cliff
Adrenaline and fear humming a harmony,
teasing me or just mocking me
One push is all it takes
Pathetic, fragile, vulnerable
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