#discuss
Directions swerve from visualizations of
reflections that are kept
within the above.
Dismay verses acute desperation,
stray reflections deflect
systematic dictation.
Where all shards of what lingers before us,
pair unto parts that collect for us to
discuss.
But eventually they show true form,
cut deeply they delegate in uniform.
May 21, 2018
May 21, 2018 at 5:21 PM UTC
The barrier of poison and ****
You're better than us
A metal chassis of rust
Anonymous.
This and that and jist and just
An abyss full of fuss
No love or lust
Anonymous.
Cease to speak or discuss
A might or a must
The empty pie crust
Anonymous.
Preference to throw or ******
Detest and disgust
To cry or get crushed
Anonymous.
Nov 12, 2016
Nov 12, 2016 at 1:17 AM UTC
Let's think about it
Discuss it out
In a team of more than two
Always it has remained important to take views of all.
Let each and everyone get a moment or two
Once thought and decided upon something
Then it’s time to take a proper line of action.
Between probablity and priority
Between the two of them
Priority will get the upper hand
Priority will get an advantage
Hence always decide upon something definite
In one way or other,
Some sort of solution to the existing problem will definitely come out
While working as a team it has always remained important to put the right efforts in the right direction.
Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 4:41 AM UTC
For every cut that is done,
A part of me is relieved, A part of me is discussed
For every cut that is done,
My humanity is lessen, My humanity is broken
For every cut that is done,
my pain is lessen and yet still it grows
To die or to live? I don't know which is worse
Live and face the pain of mistakes, or be memory of the past
They only care when it's too late, in the future I know I won't last
To die is my answer, but for now I shall let it pass
Aug 15, 2014
Aug 15, 2014 at 9:52 PM UTC
I'm sad,
and no, I don't want to talk it out
because there's nothing you can do about it.
It's a sad sad,
the kind that permeates,
stays and repeats things in my mind
until it confiscates every vestige of peace.
I'm sad,
and no, I'd rather not discuss it,
because there's nothing you can do to fix it.
Jul 26, 2014
Jul 26, 2014 at 4:01 PM UTC
I think I love too easily.
I find it so simple to pick out the best traits in somebody.
I like to know what makes people tick and what makes their pupils dilate. I can fall in love with the way they talk about
their favorite shades of color
and the way they pick out groceries.
I am interested in the way people take their coffee
and if they prefer tea better.
and why
herbal
caffeinated
I find myself loving people for their laughter
and the crinkles beneath their eyes when they smile.
And I think it’s so cute whenever they suppress their grins
when they think of something funny or memorable.
I love the way people talk about life
and what’s on their mind;
it’s nice to know that there is more
more to discuss than the sounds on mattresses
and the type of plant they inhale.
You are beautiful.
I love the way people spill their hearts out when they’re happy
or when they’re sad.
Sometimes, when they don’t let me love them,
it makes me want to love them even more.
And even when they don’t love me back, I still continue to love.
May 29, 2014
May 29, 2014 at 3:01 AM UTC