#decaying - Hello Poetry

You say I miss what I don't name, but I smell the rot beneath the frame, watch love twist into a flaw, only thing I ever saw. Not theirs to blame, the fault was mine, I traced the wound with salted brine.

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Oct 17, 2025

Oct 17, 2025 at 3:48 AM UTC

nostalgic-feeling

Rot beneath the frame

You say I miss what I don't name, but I smell the rot beneath the frame, watch love twist into a flaw, only thing I ever saw. Not theirs to blame, the fault was mine, I traced the wound with salted brine.

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I am a witness of a consistency dwelling customary, someone that now, attuned to the subtle signs of decay.

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Aug 17, 2025

Aug 17, 2025 at 10:09 AM UTC

Meyowkai

Your Deterioration

I am a witness of a consistency dwelling customary, someone that now, attuned to the subtle signs of decay.

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if one day my skin started to rot i'd spend the last hours of my life here. i'd pace back and forth in this familiar scene with all my wrong-doings on repeat i'd rewind and rewatch the times i replied with words i didn't mean and throwing fists i couldn't clench. I'd reload the entire decade i spent absent and remind all my friends that i needed them here. i'd throw myself deeper to stress the recoil i subjected myself to and rerun the episodes where i spun around in circles trying to grip the reins on my affliction. i'll never be able to reconcile the seconds. the days. the years i spent crawling inside of my body looking for a warm place to nest. in fact i think i'm still searching. if my skin is starting to decay, the rest of my body will soon. but i can't stop pacing and the tapes keep playing for me to reminisce on my remorse. and all i can think about is how badly i want a redo.

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Mar 4, 2024

Mar 4, 2024 at 8:34 PM UTC

caitie

Redo

if one day my skin started to rot i'd spend the last hours of my life here. i'd pace back and forth in this familiar scene with all my wrong-doings on repeat i'd rewind and rewatch the times i replied with words i didn't mean and throwing fists i couldn't clench. I'd reload the entire decade i spent absent and remind all my friends that i needed them here. i'd throw myself deeper to stress the recoil i subjected myself to and rerun the episodes where i spun around in circles trying to grip the reins on my affliction. i'll never be able to reconcile the seconds. the days. the years i spent crawling inside of my body looking for a warm place to nest. in fact i think i'm still searching. if my skin is starting to decay, the rest of my body will soon. but i can't stop pacing and the tapes keep playing for me to reminisce on my remorse. and all i can think about is how badly i want a redo.

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Life has changed Turned upside down We feel estrange There's no one in town People are suffering Alone and in silence No words are comforting No truth no guidance Out of control All taken all dictated Our dreams, it stole This virus is hated A thief of happiness The devil of separation A venom so poisonous Man's worse creation No touch, no kisses No hugs, nor tickles Its crazy and infectiouness Its rapid, its careless We despise this pandeminc Its heartless , its manic With hope and patiently We will conquer tenaciously

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Jan 31, 2021

Jan 31, 2021 at 3:35 AM UTC

Marisela

Decaying

Life has changed Turned upside down We feel estrange There's no one in town People are suffering Alone and in silence No words are comforting No truth no guidance Out of control All taken all dictated Our dreams, it stole This virus is hated A thief of happiness The devil of separation A venom so poisonous Man's worse creation No touch, no kisses No hugs, nor tickles Its crazy and infectiouness Its rapid, its careless We despise this pandeminc Its heartless , its manic With hope and patiently We will conquer tenaciously

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Two days ago, I went to bed With more than average noise in my head It hurt and I cried Hurt so much that I died The only one that could save me Was miles away from me Since then, the world sped up Goes too fast for my lungs So they just gave up I am decaying at home In front of my mother I am melting so slow In front of my brother I am nothing but bone In front of my other

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Apr 23, 2020

Apr 23, 2020 at 3:20 PM UTC

nightdreamer

i never really woke up yesterday

Two days ago, I went to bed With more than average noise in my head It hurt and I cried Hurt so much that I died The only one that could save me Was miles away from me Since then, the world sped up Goes too fast for my lungs So they just gave up I am decaying at home In front of my mother I am melting so slow In front of my brother I am nothing but bone In front of my other

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I fell for you in the winter my bones cold I was decaying with fallen leaves and I remember the books How they described this feeling with countless metaphors But it’s like reading about gravity And falling for the first time With no way to see What’s going to catch you.

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Dec 27, 2019

Dec 27, 2019 at 12:21 AM UTC

everythingleftunsaid

gravity in the winter

I fell for you in the winter my bones cold I was decaying with fallen leaves and I remember the books How they described this feeling with countless metaphors But it’s like reading about gravity And falling for the first time With no way to see What’s going to catch you.

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Notions untamed running through my mind, a marathon of thoughts A world derivative of past decay as it's cornerstone, the refurbished building blocks of our decayed future's insanity Lives the lesser value of coin, Youth, their futures severed by puppets of greed, cut short guilotined Prayers on their knees, screaming for the truth to be heard, while lies cloaks impressionable minds, like the dark with deprivation of light, deceived Our purpose to destroy life, preservation reserved only for our bodied selves selfish The iris refusing to envision peace as the essence of life blinded My spirit look to ascend, soar above a human race that is embodied with cruel intent escape

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Sep 14, 2019

Sep 14, 2019 at 12:12 PM UTC

faizel-farzee

Inked truths

Notions untamed running through my mind, a marathon of thoughts A world derivative of past decay as it's cornerstone, the refurbished building blocks of our decayed future's insanity Lives the lesser value of coin, Youth, their futures severed by puppets of greed, cut short guilotined Prayers on their knees, screaming for the truth to be heard, while lies cloaks impressionable minds, like the dark with deprivation of light, deceived Our purpose to destroy life, preservation reserved only for our bodied selves selfish The iris refusing to envision peace as the essence of life blinded My spirit look to ascend, soar above a human race that is embodied with cruel intent escape

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You were my orbit, but decaying in altitude. Burning up in my heart, I thought you were a falling star. But you were just a flicker in the night sky of my life.

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Jul 16, 2019

Jul 16, 2019 at 6:48 PM UTC

poetic-t

Shooting Star

You were my orbit, but decaying in altitude. Burning up in my heart, I thought you were a falling star. But you were just a flicker in the night sky of my life.

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Decaying body We all see her ribs. Size small, she reads extra large. She wants to read small. She refuses to eat.

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May 8, 2019

May 8, 2019 at 8:02 AM UTC

s_Willow

end of Heaven

Decaying body We all see her ribs. Size small, she reads extra large. She wants to read small. She refuses to eat.

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/|==============================|\ /|=====I don't burn bridges=======|\ /|===I just let them structurally====|\ /|=decay because I don't use them=|\ /|==============================|\

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Apr 26, 2019

Apr 26, 2019 at 9:48 AM UTC

Its_____Riley

/|Bridges|\

/|==============================|\ /|=====I don't burn bridges=======|\ /|===I just let them structurally====|\ /|=decay because I don't use them=|\ /|==============================|\

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Play me a melody that I may slumber. Not to count sheep, more like to feed on the carcass of decaying dreams. For in the lethargy that consumes me knows no awakening. For the sheep no longer jump a cloud they are atop the earth decaying in the nightmares of life's living apprehension.

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Feb 12, 2019

Feb 12, 2019 at 5:47 PM UTC

poetic-t

When Sheep Decay In Our Dreams

Play me a melody that I may slumber. Not to count sheep, more like to feed on the carcass of decaying dreams. For in the lethargy that consumes me knows no awakening. For the sheep no longer jump a cloud they are atop the earth decaying in the nightmares of life's living apprehension.

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I was a gift upon the heart of soiled regression. Never one to look a gift in the mouth of fallen promises. For the decaying leaves left before me, were not for lost causes. But fertiliser of new reflections.

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Jan 5, 2019

Jan 5, 2019 at 12:40 PM UTC

poetic-t

A Box Of Pungent Rose Petals

I was a gift upon the heart of soiled regression. Never one to look a gift in the mouth of fallen promises. For the decaying leaves left before me, were not for lost causes. But fertiliser of new reflections.

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Jim had ran in many races before They never once occurred to him as a chore He was strong and fierce like a hardened ox And he was never sick with a cold or pox. He trained every day without a single pause His wife was there to support his every cause And his smile always stretched from ear to ear And he never once succumbed to darkness and fear. But his passion for music had touched his collar And he wanted more than just fame and another dollar So he stopped the running from himself and sat in his chair And forgot the track he once loved and cared. He stayed in his room every day for a week And every so often, his wife would peek In the door crack just to see What creature should behold thee. The cans of alphabet soup that stacked upon the floor Were made into towers that leveled even the door And she saw the mess he made in his musical craze "I pray that this is just a foolish Autumn craze." He finally came out after a month or so The wailing of sound had turned down low So he came out to see what the world had come to When his wife suddenly screeched out, "WHO ARE YOU?!" He said, "It's me, Dory. I'm sorry if you were scared, But did you really think it was some stranger impaired?" She cried, "Look at your eyes. Look at your face, YOUR YOUTH HAS LEFT YOUR BODY WITHOUT LEAVING A SINGLE TRACE!" He scowled and shook from the drafty Autumn wind The veins on his body were apparent on the skin He tumbled down the stairs and the race had ended there And the alphabet soup had run out with nothing left to share.

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Sep 12, 2018

Sep 12, 2018 at 11:47 PM UTC

37009e

Alphabet Soup

Jim had ran in many races before They never once occurred to him as a chore He was strong and fierce like a hardened ox And he was never sick with a cold or pox. He trained every day without a single pause His wife was there to support his every cause And his smile always stretched from ear to ear And he never once succumbed to darkness and fear. But his passion for music had touched his collar And he wanted more than just fame and another dollar So he stopped the running from himself and sat in his chair And forgot the track he once loved and cared. He stayed in his room every day for a week And every so often, his wife would peek In the door crack just to see What creature should behold thee. The cans of alphabet soup that stacked upon the floor Were made into towers that leveled even the door And she saw the mess he made in his musical craze "I pray that this is just a foolish Autumn craze." He finally came out after a month or so The wailing of sound had turned down low So he came out to see what the world had come to When his wife suddenly screeched out, "WHO ARE YOU?!" He said, "It's me, Dory. I'm sorry if you were scared, But did you really think it was some stranger impaired?" She cried, "Look at your eyes. Look at your face, YOUR YOUTH HAS LEFT YOUR BODY WITHOUT LEAVING A SINGLE TRACE!" He scowled and shook from the drafty Autumn wind The veins on his body were apparent on the skin He tumbled down the stairs and the race had ended there And the alphabet soup had run out with nothing left to share.

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Melt away, let your body decay while you're away, you'll make them pay Tears are shed, cries are heard You're free now, as free as a bird

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Jun 19, 2018

Jun 19, 2018 at 6:23 PM UTC

Creeporia

Suicide

Melt away, let your body decay while you're away, you'll make them pay Tears are shed, cries are heard You're free now, as free as a bird

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Will you walk with me, will you hold my hand we'll skip to the sounds of moonlight as it shines off the blades we hold in our hands... Our masks hiding our secrets, The enigmas of each others plan.. You like to cut, I like to stab.. As long as there's wine flowing we'll drink dry to every woman & man.. They thought we were gone, buried beneath so much dirt. But we breathed our last, with that a vengeful curse. *"We breath our last, this is our last verse, For when the veil falters, for when our names are practiced.. We will arise to claim what is ours, Two children will wonder, Two children will smile with glee. For those that put us beneath the dirt, will bleed and feed underneath.."* When the sun arises and the covering of night does die in luminescent decay... Know that were back where we were. but we brought some friends to keep the loneliness away! There not dead, a heart still beats. But there staring at our decaying vision our mouths silently open. Were inhaling every last breath, for not with moment will we breath again But there's always next hollows eve.

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Sep 23, 2017

Sep 23, 2017 at 4:43 PM UTC

poetic-t

When The Veil Creaks Open

Will you walk with me, will you hold my hand we'll skip to the sounds of moonlight as it shines off the blades we hold in our hands... Our masks hiding our secrets, The enigmas of each others plan.. You like to cut, I like to stab.. As long as there's wine flowing we'll drink dry to every woman & man.. They thought we were gone, buried beneath so much dirt. But we breathed our last, with that a vengeful curse. *"We breath our last, this is our last verse, For when the veil falters, for when our names are practiced.. We will arise to claim what is ours, Two children will wonder, Two children will smile with glee. For those that put us beneath the dirt, will bleed and feed underneath.."* When the sun arises and the covering of night does die in luminescent decay... Know that were back where we were. but we brought some friends to keep the loneliness away! There not dead, a heart still beats. But there staring at our decaying vision our mouths silently open. Were inhaling every last breath, for not with moment will we breath again But there's always next hollows eve.

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Fatigued repetitions clinging within me tightly. I just stare, ventriloquist words speaking without verse. Petals of white, decaying within my aroma glass now dissolving. They collected dead stems..

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Aug 12, 2017

Aug 12, 2017 at 3:55 PM UTC

poetic-t

White Petals Swollowed

Fatigued repetitions clinging within me tightly. I just stare, ventriloquist words speaking without verse. Petals of white, decaying within my aroma glass now dissolving. They collected dead stems..

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When I am dead, reclaim me When I am dead, our earth Though it will be mine, no more Will reclaim me It will have my body Like hyenas, upon my empty carcass Or crows, on battle fields I shall cease to be My body will be of the earth Because in these, once, the vessels of our opinion and our prejudice Are things, that allow For one more day One infinitesimal second They allow, the earth, to limp on Existing, decaying For one day longer

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Jul 14, 2017

Jul 14, 2017 at 7:05 AM UTC

InkStainedSoul

When, I am dead

When I am dead, reclaim me When I am dead, our earth Though it will be mine, no more Will reclaim me It will have my body Like hyenas, upon my empty carcass Or crows, on battle fields I shall cease to be My body will be of the earth Because in these, once, the vessels of our opinion and our prejudice Are things, that allow For one more day One infinitesimal second They allow, the earth, to limp on Existing, decaying For one day longer

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*My words can never be explained. My heart is too deep to explore. My mind is too crowded to visit. My soul is too cold to stay. My eyes are dead with not a single hint of life. My smile is just as fake as my emotions. My body is the only live thing left that’s me. I’ve abandoned my life a long time ago. I search for something I’ll never find. My memories betrays me over and over again. I can’t keep up with the world. I can’t trust anyone, not even myself. Sun goes down, moon goes up. A circle of light and darkness, never ending time. It’s dragging me down to where I’ve never been. Down to the abyss of my never known insanity. My sins that fills me up. The loud voices keeping me quiet. No one even bother spending any emotion on me. Everything is a waste if used on me. My body can’t keep up with the decaying time. I’m left alone with regret and flaws. Nothing can drag me out of my current state. Not even my life I can recreate.*

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May 21, 2017

May 21, 2017 at 6:28 AM UTC

DarkDelusion

Another Place Underneath

*My words can never be explained. My heart is too deep to explore. My mind is too crowded to visit. My soul is too cold to stay. My eyes are dead with not a single hint of life. My smile is just as fake as my emotions. My body is the only live thing left that’s me. I’ve abandoned my life a long time ago. I search for something I’ll never find. My memories betrays me over and over again. I can’t keep up with the world. I can’t trust anyone, not even myself. Sun goes down, moon goes up. A circle of light and darkness, never ending time. It’s dragging me down to where I’ve never been. Down to the abyss of my never known insanity. My sins that fills me up. The loud voices keeping me quiet. No one even bother spending any emotion on me. Everything is a waste if used on me. My body can’t keep up with the decaying time. I’m left alone with regret and flaws. Nothing can drag me out of my current state. Not even my life I can recreate.*

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I'm slowing losing everything What seems to be my loss, is your gain As I push through the hunger pain I can feel it effects Feel the decaying in my brain Not sure how long I can last Before I go insane Nothing could prepare me for this Not matter how much I train I simply can not wash myself of you I don't know how you do...this Forever trapped in an abyss Forever dreaming of bliss Times of joy I truly miss You're killing me slowly Feels like eternity Please just end thee You're the leech of my life Cause no love, just Strife

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Oct 26, 2014

Oct 26, 2014 at 7:31 PM UTC

Myrrhical

Strife

I'm slowing losing everything What seems to be my loss, is your gain As I push through the hunger pain I can feel it effects Feel the decaying in my brain Not sure how long I can last Before I go insane Nothing could prepare me for this Not matter how much I train I simply can not wash myself of you I don't know how you do...this Forever trapped in an abyss Forever dreaming of bliss Times of joy I truly miss You're killing me slowly Feels like eternity Please just end thee You're the leech of my life Cause no love, just Strife

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The sad saga and brittle memories for the cast and crew of a sinking melodrama. No badinage their faces turned away silent as secrecy in the bright artificial light. Rewinds of prototypes of decaying greys with visions that glare at shadows.

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Oct 26, 2014

Oct 26, 2014 at 1:36 AM UTC

kenneth-walter-simpson

Out of Season

The sad saga and brittle memories for the cast and crew of a sinking melodrama. No badinage their faces turned away silent as secrecy in the bright artificial light. Rewinds of prototypes of decaying greys with visions that glare at shadows.

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