#avidity - Hello Poetry

Roses, at no known noses Halt and havoc Before a rage loses It's hap, hate me for a clock... Yeast and mustard Together to dance, a ruley wind Looking for a grace, to pardon A whole sincerity, for a clashing mind Think the bride, the groom Of a voices violence, but know A rage in the heart is nothing but doom Was is a child here, a bared wish to blow Your mind, with a smile Cause, quarter, and a cornered clique With the move's of life, so simple Seem the next, the expected generation; an it Is it me, with a sanity? Is it me, in the denial of a lifetime? Is it me, arguing the thunder and lightning, in the sky? Is it me, with a probing tongue, for another lover's chime? Two bad, I had to fall in love... Fleeting success, eating lest A creation of desperation, with a final covenant These prophecies, make us cry like a passion is our bless...

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Dec 9, 2025

Dec 9, 2025 at 8:19 AM UTC

david-hilburn

Who, Cries At The Setting Sun?

Roses, at no known noses Halt and havoc Before a rage loses It's hap, hate me for a clock... Yeast and mustard Together to dance, a ruley wind Looking for a grace, to pardon A whole sincerity, for a clashing mind Think the bride, the groom Of a voices violence, but know A rage in the heart is nothing but doom Was is a child here, a bared wish to blow Your mind, with a smile Cause, quarter, and a cornered clique With the move's of life, so simple Seem the next, the expected generation; an it Is it me, with a sanity? Is it me, in the denial of a lifetime? Is it me, arguing the thunder and lightning, in the sky? Is it me, with a probing tongue, for another lover's chime? Two bad, I had to fall in love... Fleeting success, eating lest A creation of desperation, with a final covenant These prophecies, make us cry like a passion is our bless...

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Wages of sin? Silence is my fantasy A rages rainbow, to thence A place for liberty, a peace for many... ****** mores The pleasing said The pleasant at form Pious to a fault, I lead: A promise of heaven Through the eyes of hell Clever as sake, I imagine an earthen Smile, worth a quiet stare, a swallow's bell... Awe and savior faire... Lucre in a finer love The opus we devote, is your stare And if I am not mistaken, a misery's us... The might of a they When suppose, is superiority Am I a world, for a simple may? Come for themselves, is our liberty a wiser curiosity?

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Aug 1, 2025

Aug 1, 2025 at 5:22 PM UTC

david-hilburn

Can't A They, Think **** Loud; Candor?

Wages of sin? Silence is my fantasy A rages rainbow, to thence A place for liberty, a peace for many... ****** mores The pleasing said The pleasant at form Pious to a fault, I lead: A promise of heaven Through the eyes of hell Clever as sake, I imagine an earthen Smile, worth a quiet stare, a swallow's bell... Awe and savior faire... Lucre in a finer love The opus we devote, is your stare And if I am not mistaken, a misery's us... The might of a they When suppose, is superiority Am I a world, for a simple may? Come for themselves, is our liberty a wiser curiosity?

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Omni-portrayal Bull **** in love, to the dark And omnipresent vote for survival Of love, bull **** knows where avid harks Children of love... And steady immersion of poise to the like Wise, the grace of reliance on us... That has voice, for a philosophy of psyche That we are sleeping next to... Chance and devoid, the world's honor Has come of age, in our stir of again and youth Wouldn't you, the rosey future of stomached verve? Awakening at a reasoned silence... The tooth of simple society, has awoken with me Poorer answers to liberty, with the flower of amends Has become my service to an ideal, that is here to collect anarchy? Sleepy beginnings... To a call to worth, I don't know for a shy reality Nor the solemn, a table of suicide for its garner of winnings From the hands of guidance, that has established fealty... A thank you kiss? And the giving eye, of redress for indiscretion With the kind repose of virtue, a halo of a worldly wish Ready in peace's live, to weigh the common with our intuition The truth of bull **** Ample redoubt of a knowing vice, that has you by the toe Since to vainer gifts of sharing, with living strength to wit Is it willful to judge another's dream, with the sense of worldlier soul's?

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Apr 21, 2025

Apr 21, 2025 at 10:53 AM UTC

david-hilburn

The Yet Of Meant A Better Wait, Let...

Omni-portrayal Bull **** in love, to the dark And omnipresent vote for survival Of love, bull **** knows where avid harks Children of love... And steady immersion of poise to the like Wise, the grace of reliance on us... That has voice, for a philosophy of psyche That we are sleeping next to... Chance and devoid, the world's honor Has come of age, in our stir of again and youth Wouldn't you, the rosey future of stomached verve? Awakening at a reasoned silence... The tooth of simple society, has awoken with me Poorer answers to liberty, with the flower of amends Has become my service to an ideal, that is here to collect anarchy? Sleepy beginnings... To a call to worth, I don't know for a shy reality Nor the solemn, a table of suicide for its garner of winnings From the hands of guidance, that has established fealty... A thank you kiss? And the giving eye, of redress for indiscretion With the kind repose of virtue, a halo of a worldly wish Ready in peace's live, to weigh the common with our intuition The truth of bull **** Ample redoubt of a knowing vice, that has you by the toe Since to vainer gifts of sharing, with living strength to wit Is it willful to judge another's dream, with the sense of worldlier soul's?

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Sweet unction, resolve And in a heart's stare, the pining of salt Has found me, the ruse and the finger of all Sincerity is such a chaste hero, with joy for fault? Poise to venture a laugh, were we the voice of simplicity? Cause curious, or the vows of dismay, in the way Have we the each, a realm to better asking, a silence... See and prove, the march of time in the name... Of powers poor enough To wait on silence, once upon an eye Here is your avidity, taken to fate still aloof Since you do, am I a wish in the past of could, I whine? Spoken and told to sleep well and fair, I know you With the cares and veracity, we dote is a memory to youth Where waking up to the point, is still a history we should With noble lips, and reasoned kisses, that complete the truth... Soul's with a biding, a presence of mind That look and that music, of estranged desire, come home For a salty wish in the name of more silence than kindness Shall, the sojourn to yet and overt, is the only way to love them...

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May 31, 2024

May 31, 2024 at 8:50 PM UTC

david-hilburn

What Has A Hitchhiking, Lead To?

Sweet unction, resolve And in a heart's stare, the pining of salt Has found me, the ruse and the finger of all Sincerity is such a chaste hero, with joy for fault? Poise to venture a laugh, were we the voice of simplicity? Cause curious, or the vows of dismay, in the way Have we the each, a realm to better asking, a silence... See and prove, the march of time in the name... Of powers poor enough To wait on silence, once upon an eye Here is your avidity, taken to fate still aloof Since you do, am I a wish in the past of could, I whine? Spoken and told to sleep well and fair, I know you With the cares and veracity, we dote is a memory to youth Where waking up to the point, is still a history we should With noble lips, and reasoned kisses, that complete the truth... Soul's with a biding, a presence of mind That look and that music, of estranged desire, come home For a salty wish in the name of more silence than kindness Shall, the sojourn to yet and overt, is the only way to love them...

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Tale of the none, with silence The risks we endeavor, are forever? And a daydream, that has a moment to suffice Create me an avid soul, shrewder thoughts for lovers... People of charming since And guarantee's hence, with a smile Of recourse, I will know a rage, insight lends The times of virtue in calm, and duty to shyness... Mercy in a carried few Witnessing the gifts and presence of mind With the senses of curiosity come patience, we due To a passion of simply asking for help, in time Allied solace, the terms and needs of equity Privileged intuitions of a charity in call, and prowess The turn of composure into gold, absentia in divinity Suggesting hope, is a long cool look at love we guest Many days like these Energy in forms we can understand Solitude forth a response, to aging tomorrows we please First and foremost, the basis of comparison to answer a land My needs are my promise Salutations in couth, the liberty to accept austerity With the sincerity of kind, a sharing seemliness of the wise? And to a shrewder how in the season of now, the candidness of disparity?

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Sep 4, 2023

Sep 4, 2023 at 11:24 AM UTC

david-hilburn

Like That, A Vanity's Share For Home, To Catch...

Tale of the none, with silence The risks we endeavor, are forever? And a daydream, that has a moment to suffice Create me an avid soul, shrewder thoughts for lovers... People of charming since And guarantee's hence, with a smile Of recourse, I will know a rage, insight lends The times of virtue in calm, and duty to shyness... Mercy in a carried few Witnessing the gifts and presence of mind With the senses of curiosity come patience, we due To a passion of simply asking for help, in time Allied solace, the terms and needs of equity Privileged intuitions of a charity in call, and prowess The turn of composure into gold, absentia in divinity Suggesting hope, is a long cool look at love we guest Many days like these Energy in forms we can understand Solitude forth a response, to aging tomorrows we please First and foremost, the basis of comparison to answer a land My needs are my promise Salutations in couth, the liberty to accept austerity With the sincerity of kind, a sharing seemliness of the wise? And to a shrewder how in the season of now, the candidness of disparity?

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Angel's heed Master the vice, we sow in a due language? Set to rights, and kept in eaves Wasn't a friend to liberate, the eyes of an entourage? Western courage's The taste of tones of voice, a ply's tongue? Able to remain in light, the irony which lingers... Have is a calmer today, now in demand, among Commands and irregularity's stones In the hands of futures with a need, anon Since, to wealth in named loans... Of passions redoubt, the deed of love, is coming... Open airs of motive and suggestion Made for a like and wisdom of values, we took To unrest for a need to be, a morality in lessons...? That began here in our hands, and ended with a look... Of subtlety and a rosy forecast The modesty of requiem, the taste of harmony Is a relationship with ideology, which in your hap Is a caught sense of poise, that assumes youth is won't... The call of the home, directions of duty, done Avid to legends meteoric advance on poignancy, evoked The truth in long rays of sunshine and the voice of what was A day for sincerity to sit in the sight, of what was, our hope...

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Jul 4, 2022

Jul 4, 2022 at 3:23 PM UTC

david-hilburn

A Party Tomorrow, A Song Today (For Yesterdays Hero)

Angel's heed Master the vice, we sow in a due language? Set to rights, and kept in eaves Wasn't a friend to liberate, the eyes of an entourage? Western courage's The taste of tones of voice, a ply's tongue? Able to remain in light, the irony which lingers... Have is a calmer today, now in demand, among Commands and irregularity's stones In the hands of futures with a need, anon Since, to wealth in named loans... Of passions redoubt, the deed of love, is coming... Open airs of motive and suggestion Made for a like and wisdom of values, we took To unrest for a need to be, a morality in lessons...? That began here in our hands, and ended with a look... Of subtlety and a rosy forecast The modesty of requiem, the taste of harmony Is a relationship with ideology, which in your hap Is a caught sense of poise, that assumes youth is won't... The call of the home, directions of duty, done Avid to legends meteoric advance on poignancy, evoked The truth in long rays of sunshine and the voice of what was A day for sincerity to sit in the sight, of what was, our hope...

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