#blackened - Hello Poetry

I re-read the thoughts that used to plague me inside it still hurts to see those words strung into those sentences I can still feel the depression, I can still feel the internal divide I can still feel like that, time to time I re-read my trauma in a blackened ink re-reading it making it sink in deeper, I can see clearer now I hope that in a year I will feel the same way about this maze, I'm in about this cage, I'm in maybe I will break the door down on my way back in no longer tethered to the way that it is instead reimagining what the day could've been with a little more confidence, a little more trust with a little more dominance and more sword thrusts

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Jan 27, 2022

Jan 27, 2022 at 2:55 PM UTC

munybee

re-read

I re-read the thoughts that used to plague me inside it still hurts to see those words strung into those sentences I can still feel the depression, I can still feel the internal divide I can still feel like that, time to time I re-read my trauma in a blackened ink re-reading it making it sink in deeper, I can see clearer now I hope that in a year I will feel the same way about this maze, I'm in about this cage, I'm in maybe I will break the door down on my way back in no longer tethered to the way that it is instead reimagining what the day could've been with a little more confidence, a little more trust with a little more dominance and more sword thrusts

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Use imagination to picture a face On top of mine Empty space In future if you find your attraction fading If necessary to keep doubts from invading Never want you developing a wandering eye The alternative may mean admiration is a lie Past chemistry we could not debate In the present my body you are hurt by or hate Patience no easier to get Further than a different planet No more mapped than dark side of the moon Yet warmer than the bottom of this blackened spoon Patience is cost effective Scarce to find Patience is free Rare in the mind Patience is waiting for me For me to be a new somebody

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Dec 1, 2020

Dec 1, 2020 at 2:46 AM UTC

AmandaKayBurke

Waiting For Me

Use imagination to picture a face On top of mine Empty space In future if you find your attraction fading If necessary to keep doubts from invading Never want you developing a wandering eye The alternative may mean admiration is a lie Past chemistry we could not debate In the present my body you are hurt by or hate Patience no easier to get Further than a different planet No more mapped than dark side of the moon Yet warmer than the bottom of this blackened spoon Patience is cost effective Scarce to find Patience is free Rare in the mind Patience is waiting for me For me to be a new somebody

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fires raged as the winds fueled their fervor taking on anything in their path with incredible force moving across the ground and leaping up to reach higher fuel doing only what fires do... moving with the wind and leaving a path of blackened surface is this our new reality...? Brian Hill - 2020 # 247

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Sep 8, 2020

Sep 8, 2020 at 8:37 AM UTC

halfpac11

Darkened Surface

fires raged as the winds fueled their fervor taking on anything in their path with incredible force moving across the ground and leaping up to reach higher fuel doing only what fires do... moving with the wind and leaving a path of blackened surface is this our new reality...? Brian Hill - 2020 # 247

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As the blackened-achromic night fends off the sun's bright The advent of inquietude emptiness beholds the very chambers of heart The vile hug of gloam So hefty, Like a clench of lion's claw be it's grip The conflagurations of angst Hopes perish Despairs flourish A soul dimmin' The demise within

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Aug 20, 2018

Aug 20, 2018 at 8:22 AM UTC

Zainab_15

Achromic

As the blackened-achromic night fends off the sun's bright The advent of inquietude emptiness beholds the very chambers of heart The vile hug of gloam So hefty, Like a clench of lion's claw be it's grip The conflagurations of angst Hopes perish Despairs flourish A soul dimmin' The demise within

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by Arcassin Burnham Like an angel forsaken and dipped in hellfire, *she was a girl of many things and many talents when the school ****** don't really expire, she was a good liar, she was something more electric like a live wire, Did so many things that she wasn't proud of that a real teen wouldn't do, girls all over school disgracing her name , like just be glad it wasn't you, been at it since 8th grade and still ain't change in the actual, But a nice home , good man ,two kids and a dog would be virtual, Almost like a simulation because she thinks it won't ever happen, remembering her last boyfriend , her was eyes were blackened, was never a role model , she'd tell them to join the wagon, i'll meet you at the bus stop, As beautiful as heaven and destructive like her dad, lived at nana's house to go to school , she was the only one she had, and she was always sad, because her grand daughter that she loved dearly was simply going mad, Had her first child with a guy that'll never leave her side, that'll never black her eyes , that'll never make her cry, but instead in the midst of situations he would dry her eyes, took her to rehab and showed how to be a strong person, He Saved her life before her life could even worsen, I see your happy at the bus stop.

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Jan 8, 2017

Jan 8, 2017 at 10:57 AM UTC

arcassin-burnham

Bus Stop

by Arcassin Burnham Like an angel forsaken and dipped in hellfire, *she was a girl of many things and many talents when the school ****** don't really expire, she was a good liar, she was something more electric like a live wire, Did so many things that she wasn't proud of that a real teen wouldn't do, girls all over school disgracing her name , like just be glad it wasn't you, been at it since 8th grade and still ain't change in the actual, But a nice home , good man ,two kids and a dog would be virtual, Almost like a simulation because she thinks it won't ever happen, remembering her last boyfriend , her was eyes were blackened, was never a role model , she'd tell them to join the wagon, i'll meet you at the bus stop, As beautiful as heaven and destructive like her dad, lived at nana's house to go to school , she was the only one she had, and she was always sad, because her grand daughter that she loved dearly was simply going mad, Had her first child with a guy that'll never leave her side, that'll never black her eyes , that'll never make her cry, but instead in the midst of situations he would dry her eyes, took her to rehab and showed how to be a strong person, He Saved her life before her life could even worsen, I see your happy at the bus stop.

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A blackened sky is on the rise, What will it mean for you and I? The sea will part, And then reprise, Please don't return to the sky tonight.

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Jun 27, 2016

Jun 27, 2016 at 3:01 PM UTC

Eloi1997

A blackened sky

A blackened sky is on the rise, What will it mean for you and I? The sea will part, And then reprise, Please don't return to the sky tonight.

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Let my leaves unfurl Let me blossom in your light A thousand years from now The world will bathe in my shadow Taking solace from the ever growing heat That falls in rays Trapped within our land By a thick, dense cloud of smog The only calls are those of the extremophiles Birds, fish, whatever they may be All living on the edge of extinction All adapting to the ever growing forest of fern But not the green, luscious fern that grows today A yellowed Blackened Dry Fern A plant that can no longer take the perilous heat A plant that will no longer grow A plant that might Ignite Death is already here for the plant And is just around the corner from us…

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Mar 1, 2016

Mar 1, 2016 at 8:42 AM UTC

barnaby-harrison

The blackened landscape

Let my leaves unfurl Let me blossom in your light A thousand years from now The world will bathe in my shadow Taking solace from the ever growing heat That falls in rays Trapped within our land By a thick, dense cloud of smog The only calls are those of the extremophiles Birds, fish, whatever they may be All living on the edge of extinction All adapting to the ever growing forest of fern But not the green, luscious fern that grows today A yellowed Blackened Dry Fern A plant that can no longer take the perilous heat A plant that will no longer grow A plant that might Ignite Death is already here for the plant And is just around the corner from us…

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We are all matches, we all wait For that moment where Neurons Spontaneous Reaction Brings forth thought, so many Sparks, which one will Bring forth the chemical reaction to Ignite, Burn, Brightly Is this thought, will it be but A fleeting moment, burned then "Extinguished" Before It reached its "Potential" "We are matches waiting to be struck" With a moment of "Clarity" We could burn for a life time Or become just a blacked stick Our minds burnt out, "We are all matches waiting" "For that one moment" "To be struck and our minds then lit up."

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Nov 16, 2014

Nov 16, 2014 at 6:52 AM UTC

poetic-t

We Are Matches Waiting To Be Struck

We are all matches, we all wait For that moment where Neurons Spontaneous Reaction Brings forth thought, so many Sparks, which one will Bring forth the chemical reaction to Ignite, Burn, Brightly Is this thought, will it be but A fleeting moment, burned then "Extinguished" Before It reached its "Potential" "We are matches waiting to be struck" With a moment of "Clarity" We could burn for a life time Or become just a blacked stick Our minds burnt out, "We are all matches waiting" "For that one moment" "To be struck and our minds then lit up."

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