#collected - Hello Poetry

Keep the focus. There is, more to this And more than this. Keep moving forward

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Jun 25, 2023

Jun 25, 2023 at 10:56 AM UTC

manx-kronos-pragna

Enlistment

Keep the focus. There is, more to this And more than this. Keep moving forward

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I fade like a dead match, warmth still seeps.. But within I'm charred and unresponsive to your words. You once lit my world, brightening my every emotion. But then you just faded like the space between moments. Your light was there, then gone. I wanted to rekindle us, but what is spent cant be brought. You were the match that lit my wick, but then you were just charred echoes. We tried to relight what was there, but we'd burnt out to early. even though I was lighting up, our corridors. You were no longer there, extinguished before our time. I knew we couldn't strike it again, it wasn't me, it was you. And even though I shone for you, you could no longer hold a flame to me. And you we, were just flickering on the brightness of the past

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Oct 11, 2019

Oct 11, 2019 at 6:22 PM UTC

poetic-t

A Match Against The Wick

I fade like a dead match, warmth still seeps.. But within I'm charred and unresponsive to your words. You once lit my world, brightening my every emotion. But then you just faded like the space between moments. Your light was there, then gone. I wanted to rekindle us, but what is spent cant be brought. You were the match that lit my wick, but then you were just charred echoes. We tried to relight what was there, but we'd burnt out to early. even though I was lighting up, our corridors. You were no longer there, extinguished before our time. I knew we couldn't strike it again, it wasn't me, it was you. And even though I shone for you, you could no longer hold a flame to me. And you we, were just flickering on the brightness of the past

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I want to be cool... at least, cooler than your demeaning gaze as I walked past you. And as I sat by the river, I penned down all the other reasons I want to be cooler than you. Cooler than your cold eyes cooler than your cruel smile cooler than your calculating mind cooler than the chill you send down my spine. Cooler than your caved eyes cooler than your crooked smile cooler than your cautious mind cooler than the cold water you pour down my back.

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Aug 22, 2018

Aug 22, 2018 at 9:01 AM UTC

East-Wind

Cooler than your Cold.

I want to be cool... at least, cooler than your demeaning gaze as I walked past you. And as I sat by the river, I penned down all the other reasons I want to be cooler than you. Cooler than your cold eyes cooler than your cruel smile cooler than your calculating mind cooler than the chill you send down my spine. Cooler than your caved eyes cooler than your crooked smile cooler than your cautious mind cooler than the cold water you pour down my back.

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We are all stitches in the cloth of the universe, each a moment holding the past & future together. For without these overlapping occasions we would become frayed. Undone not learning from one another. But we are but one stitch among the many colours that are woven as far as the eye can see. patches that collected together.

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Feb 21, 2018

Feb 21, 2018 at 10:14 PM UTC

poetic-t

We Are All Woven

We are all stitches in the cloth of the universe, each a moment holding the past & future together. For without these overlapping occasions we would become frayed. Undone not learning from one another. But we are but one stitch among the many colours that are woven as far as the eye can see. patches that collected together.

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The branches hung, leaves long since vacant of there mooring. All had wept like tears, but beyond their holdings had become decomposed words on the ground,.. "Death lies this, But beyond, within the reaches of exhaled breath, travelling further than that which had expelled it, fallen on the ground of ill given recourse, open mouthed. This lingering tomb of wooden effigies, collecting fallen moments beneath their husks of bark, only feeding on the fallen, but never showing life, dull branches hang. There is a path that is naked like a ****** but this offering bled its curse within this place, and everything is now exposed. Feeding on those of frail thoughts, who collect like berries crimson on the ground.

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Sep 16, 2017

Sep 16, 2017 at 6:12 PM UTC

poetic-t

Where The Bark Never Listens

The branches hung, leaves long since vacant of there mooring. All had wept like tears, but beyond their holdings had become decomposed words on the ground,.. "Death lies this, But beyond, within the reaches of exhaled breath, travelling further than that which had expelled it, fallen on the ground of ill given recourse, open mouthed. This lingering tomb of wooden effigies, collecting fallen moments beneath their husks of bark, only feeding on the fallen, but never showing life, dull branches hang. There is a path that is naked like a ****** but this offering bled its curse within this place, and everything is now exposed. Feeding on those of frail thoughts, who collect like berries crimson on the ground.

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Your the hot sauce in my life. Full of red and fiery sight. Cool to the touch all most as ice. Yet neat and calm always winning any fight.

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Mar 30, 2017

Mar 30, 2017 at 10:00 AM UTC

timothy-hill

Hot sauce

Your the hot sauce in my life. Full of red and fiery sight. Cool to the touch all most as ice. Yet neat and calm always winning any fight.

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I wrote a poem for my biography to a special person about Adam, I thought you would like to read it. Blue Heart You were 18, so many years in front of you. It felt like a dark eternity, you didn’t want to go. I saw it in your sunken eyes. The vacant stare and sad dark eyes. I saw when you were sitting around the table prom night. So much going around but you were too calm too collected. too inside your mind for us. I knew that blank expression from experience All too well. You screamed for help silent and loud I reached for your hand but you f e l l You were poised and calm Broken but full of love. All I wanted to do was help you. you were standing still when the world went on and it did go on, it did, without you. When you were standing there at the edge I wondered about you, all in my head. We were short lived, a friendship that was fast. You came, changed me, then you left. it came and went in a flash. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not cross with you. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no Your color was blue Blue heart, blue veins Blue is the color of our planet from far far away we wore it proud it was all for you, a blue solemn silence. and the world spun fast and all the people hurried fast, real fast and no one ever smiled. You weren’t all there, in that head of yours. dark and empty you were sad but you lived like you would die tomorrow tomorrow came too soon and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Meeting you was bitter you put me through stress, anxiety and heartache you put me through shame and shock All I wanted was you by my side, and you there was not. Meeting you was sweet you gave me smiles and laughs, good music and thoughts you gave me a feeling of friendship and care. All I wanted was you by my side, but you were not there. You were poised and calm, you rubbed off on me. I was hyped and excited you called me “ADHD” You drove an old red beater with water bottles everywhere, with **** in the glove compartment. but you didn’t care. Your drove with sunglasses and the FM radio loud. You drove in silence, thinking no doubt. You loved the sun but you would hike for the shade when we were together you took me away. I didn’t think, I didn’t have nerves. We talked about the world We talked about life You had a life you thought you didn’t deserve. Whoever planted that seed had some **** nerve you wrote like me but I wrote for myself you wrote for us when there’d be nothing else. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not mad. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no When you were gone I read and I read i wanted to know exactly when you felt what you felt. You called me your jav friend you called me your angel You are up there watching over me I yelled and screamed I couldn’t breathe. I shut them out, I cursed at you. I hated you I cried for you I only see you in my head Dreaming once and a while of your smile, of your eyes but they are never dark they are never sad they are never empty The vacant stare is not there. your hair is a giant mess and I freeze that moment right there. You said you were alone you said it was a secret you asked me about my darkest and you told me all your secrets I have never been in that much peace knowing I kept you there It felt like moments when it was hours and you were gone too **** soon. tomorrow came too fast and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Now I wear a band on my wrist and pray for your peace that is all I have left, but you mean so much to me. I hope you are happy, I hope your journey has ended and you found what you wanted My heart was once broken but soon if all this is true it will be mended.

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May 27, 2014

May 27, 2014 at 1:27 PM UTC

hannah-anderson-1

Blue Heart

I wrote a poem for my biography to a special person about Adam, I thought you would like to read it. Blue Heart You were 18, so many years in front of you. It felt like a dark eternity, you didn’t want to go. I saw it in your sunken eyes. The vacant stare and sad dark eyes. I saw when you were sitting around the table prom night. So much going around but you were too calm too collected. too inside your mind for us. I knew that blank expression from experience All too well. You screamed for help silent and loud I reached for your hand but you f e l l You were poised and calm Broken but full of love. All I wanted to do was help you. you were standing still when the world went on and it did go on, it did, without you. When you were standing there at the edge I wondered about you, all in my head. We were short lived, a friendship that was fast. You came, changed me, then you left. it came and went in a flash. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not cross with you. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no Your color was blue Blue heart, blue veins Blue is the color of our planet from far far away we wore it proud it was all for you, a blue solemn silence. and the world spun fast and all the people hurried fast, real fast and no one ever smiled. You weren’t all there, in that head of yours. dark and empty you were sad but you lived like you would die tomorrow tomorrow came too soon and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Meeting you was bitter you put me through stress, anxiety and heartache you put me through shame and shock All I wanted was you by my side, and you there was not. Meeting you was sweet you gave me smiles and laughs, good music and thoughts you gave me a feeling of friendship and care. All I wanted was you by my side, but you were not there. You were poised and calm, you rubbed off on me. I was hyped and excited you called me “ADHD” You drove an old red beater with water bottles everywhere, with **** in the glove compartment. but you didn’t care. Your drove with sunglasses and the FM radio loud. You drove in silence, thinking no doubt. You loved the sun but you would hike for the shade when we were together you took me away. I didn’t think, I didn’t have nerves. We talked about the world We talked about life You had a life you thought you didn’t deserve. Whoever planted that seed had some **** nerve you wrote like me but I wrote for myself you wrote for us when there’d be nothing else. I knew when no one else could guess. you put it all on me, didn’t you. but I was not mad. Heartbroken, yes scared, yes alone, yes mad, no When you were gone I read and I read i wanted to know exactly when you felt what you felt. You called me your jav friend you called me your angel You are up there watching over me I yelled and screamed I couldn’t breathe. I shut them out, I cursed at you. I hated you I cried for you I only see you in my head Dreaming once and a while of your smile, of your eyes but they are never dark they are never sad they are never empty The vacant stare is not there. your hair is a giant mess and I freeze that moment right there. You said you were alone you said it was a secret you asked me about my darkest and you told me all your secrets I have never been in that much peace knowing I kept you there It felt like moments when it was hours and you were gone too **** soon. tomorrow came too fast and it was up to you. it was always up to you. Now I wear a band on my wrist and pray for your peace that is all I have left, but you mean so much to me. I hope you are happy, I hope your journey has ended and you found what you wanted My heart was once broken but soon if all this is true it will be mended.

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I'm calm Collected Completely in charge Of how charged up Or powered down My mind is. Don't worry, I've got it under control.

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May 12, 2014

May 12, 2014 at 1:05 AM UTC

awkwardari

Tales of a Liar

I'm calm Collected Completely in charge Of how charged up Or powered down My mind is. Don't worry, I've got it under control.

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I just want someone to care. To notice, when I'm not there. To stay by my side. To let me cry. I don't want to be judged. I just want to be loved. I don't care how far, I don't care if you've receded, I just want to know that I am needed. It's not creepy. Certainly not. It's just odd, to read what's been thought. I love the imaginary, who exists. I love the birds, and bees. I love the sky, and seas. I'm waiting. I'm watching. Watching the world. Thinking about it, I've come to notice. You help me even now. Because I don't know who you are, I spend so much time thinking, wondering, contemplating elatedly, to the point I don't even think, about.. the world anymore. All I care about it this beautiful, wondrous, ponderous, distraction of mine. And this image in my mind, it may not be you, but I may know some day. This love is true. This love is so much. I don't even know what to do. This love of mine, I await. I will wait. I'm waiting. I'm watching. Watching the world. The world will pass me by, and in the end.. I will have you, and hold your hand. The collected dust, will tell a story.

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Apr 6, 2014

Apr 6, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC

deanna

Beautiful Distraction

I just want someone to care. To notice, when I'm not there. To stay by my side. To let me cry. I don't want to be judged. I just want to be loved. I don't care how far, I don't care if you've receded, I just want to know that I am needed. It's not creepy. Certainly not. It's just odd, to read what's been thought. I love the imaginary, who exists. I love the birds, and bees. I love the sky, and seas. I'm waiting. I'm watching. Watching the world. Thinking about it, I've come to notice. You help me even now. Because I don't know who you are, I spend so much time thinking, wondering, contemplating elatedly, to the point I don't even think, about.. the world anymore. All I care about it this beautiful, wondrous, ponderous, distraction of mine. And this image in my mind, it may not be you, but I may know some day. This love is true. This love is so much. I don't even know what to do. This love of mine, I await. I will wait. I'm waiting. I'm watching. Watching the world. The world will pass me by, and in the end.. I will have you, and hold your hand. The collected dust, will tell a story.

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