#disrepair - Hello Poetry

Words from the maker, we hardly could ever hear, Bereft of love and attention, we see the diminishing concern and care. We still pour our hearts into this bastion we’ve held so dear. But, alas, the kingdom and subjects, have fallen into neglect and disrepair.

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May 26, 2020

May 26, 2020 at 11:01 AM UTC

ryn

Disrepair

Words from the maker, we hardly could ever hear, Bereft of love and attention, we see the diminishing concern and care. We still pour our hearts into this bastion we’ve held so dear. But, alas, the kingdom and subjects, have fallen into neglect and disrepair.

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Rereading old writes The familiar heartache, unending pain, the paradox, the ****** and contradiction I must be trying so hard to tell myself something but I never learn Reopening old wounds Touching nerves, the skin burns, the watering eyes, the fights and the lies Cutting ties and goodbyes The drunk *** the sent texts So many regrets and so much stress A sad read, a happy memory A lifetime of love and irrelevant stuff What am I doing? Questions, no answer long walks in parks after dark with nothing but a pen in my hand and heart in my throat, quick sand and so much smoke

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Dec 8, 2018

Dec 8, 2018 at 10:17 AM UTC

finley-pietersen

Familiar Wounds

Rereading old writes The familiar heartache, unending pain, the paradox, the ****** and contradiction I must be trying so hard to tell myself something but I never learn Reopening old wounds Touching nerves, the skin burns, the watering eyes, the fights and the lies Cutting ties and goodbyes The drunk *** the sent texts So many regrets and so much stress A sad read, a happy memory A lifetime of love and irrelevant stuff What am I doing? Questions, no answer long walks in parks after dark with nothing but a pen in my hand and heart in my throat, quick sand and so much smoke

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i'm in need of some love, heart's in disrepair. beyond tired of hearing people say they'll always be there. even when my tears are trailing mascara down my face they still turn away, leaving nothing but a trace of who they used to be, yet another ghost of my past. when they choose moments to comfort me the moment i needed it was already gone fast. how dare they take everything when they give nothing, empty promises, half truths always forgetting lines--they're bluffing. i have so much love to give, to receive how dare they take everything, all i gave them, and leave? how dare they leave me behind; i was the flashlight during their darkest moment, the unconditional love and guidance i gave-- my utmost bestowment. i shouldn't be surprised, i was simply a warm home when they were hungry and cold well now i'm watching the story of my betrayal unfold. i'm in need of some love, heart's in disrepair. don't tell me you're gonna stay if you won't actually "always be there."

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Apr 11, 2018

Apr 11, 2018 at 6:22 PM UTC

alexa_berry

disrepair

i'm in need of some love, heart's in disrepair. beyond tired of hearing people say they'll always be there. even when my tears are trailing mascara down my face they still turn away, leaving nothing but a trace of who they used to be, yet another ghost of my past. when they choose moments to comfort me the moment i needed it was already gone fast. how dare they take everything when they give nothing, empty promises, half truths always forgetting lines--they're bluffing. i have so much love to give, to receive how dare they take everything, all i gave them, and leave? how dare they leave me behind; i was the flashlight during their darkest moment, the unconditional love and guidance i gave-- my utmost bestowment. i shouldn't be surprised, i was simply a warm home when they were hungry and cold well now i'm watching the story of my betrayal unfold. i'm in need of some love, heart's in disrepair. don't tell me you're gonna stay if you won't actually "always be there."

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Traveled this road times before It would be true to say I drive in circles so I won't So I won't say it I won't say it I won't say it I won't say I'm broken You can't fix it with words All I need is you to want to hear me speak For once listen I'm here I'm ears Let me hear you say I won't say it You're bare You're open Let me taste your salt I can't do that I can't do good to myself It's endless

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Oct 27, 2017

Oct 27, 2017 at 7:08 PM UTC

ZeroNine

Grievances - Repeat in 3. . .

Traveled this road times before It would be true to say I drive in circles so I won't So I won't say it I won't say it I won't say it I won't say I'm broken You can't fix it with words All I need is you to want to hear me speak For once listen I'm here I'm ears Let me hear you say I won't say it You're bare You're open Let me taste your salt I can't do that I can't do good to myself It's endless

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Nestled back on the cul-de-sac within the jungled yard In disrepair sitting there Showing all your scars Left alone Just boards and bone Speak of your neglect Shadowed Debris From your last lessee Your banshee dialect Tiptoe approach Tenderly encroach Upon your property The right touch A friendly crutch To lift this poverty Skeletal remains framework veins Weighted in their silence Times erosion Your eclosion Birthed from gall defiance I'll restore this wood Back to good Preserving stories within Robin Hood pieces My extraction increases Patches of woven skin

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Oct 16, 2017

Oct 16, 2017 at 2:03 PM UTC

Fumbletongue

House

Nestled back on the cul-de-sac within the jungled yard In disrepair sitting there Showing all your scars Left alone Just boards and bone Speak of your neglect Shadowed Debris From your last lessee Your banshee dialect Tiptoe approach Tenderly encroach Upon your property The right touch A friendly crutch To lift this poverty Skeletal remains framework veins Weighted in their silence Times erosion Your eclosion Birthed from gall defiance I'll restore this wood Back to good Preserving stories within Robin Hood pieces My extraction increases Patches of woven skin

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Don't look, don't see, or you'll find This river of tears is mine I've been swept away in this torrential flood Forever buried in a wall of mud Of personal tragedy, anguish, and woe Naked and shivering as the north wind blows My very being had been laid bare I lay in my bed of anguish and despair Knowing I haven't a prayer Living a life in disrepair

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May 27, 2016

May 27, 2016 at 12:18 PM UTC

Pauline_Morris

Disrepair

Don't look, don't see, or you'll find This river of tears is mine I've been swept away in this torrential flood Forever buried in a wall of mud Of personal tragedy, anguish, and woe Naked and shivering as the north wind blows My very being had been laid bare I lay in my bed of anguish and despair Knowing I haven't a prayer Living a life in disrepair

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I'm starting to feel like a dilapidated building; beat-up.

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Aug 31, 2015

Aug 31, 2015 at 7:30 PM UTC

Jellyfish

Broken-Up (10w)

I'm starting to feel like a dilapidated building; beat-up.

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Twisted morbid thoughts Venomous dreams Poisonous looks Life ******* streams Love dies Memories fade Hearts grow cold Feelings go numb Lonely empty open space All the time in the world to waste Alone in life is alone in death Never alone when on crystal **** © 1997 Crystal Erickson

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Dec 16, 2014

Dec 16, 2014 at 8:30 PM UTC

Cadmiumdreams

Crystal ****

Twisted morbid thoughts Venomous dreams Poisonous looks Life ******* streams Love dies Memories fade Hearts grow cold Feelings go numb Lonely empty open space All the time in the world to waste Alone in life is alone in death Never alone when on crystal **** © 1997 Crystal Erickson

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Expensive handbags, Pensive listening, Nothing I say is ever worth Mentioning. Swing on this Hinge-- a see-saw of Heartache Bruised on the *** by The frozen snake-- Never to thaw And never to break. Exquisite lampshades Hide the luminous Color, Now a dingy Dim of disrepair Order. Visit a fairytale Where honey flows in Waterfalls, The smooth will soothe the Heartless work and Falls. Tangled cloth again today, Moth eaten and angled, We ride in the dark Convinced our little playground could save A heart.

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Jun 12, 2014

Jun 12, 2014 at 8:20 PM UTC

aeyajj

Gremlin

Expensive handbags, Pensive listening, Nothing I say is ever worth Mentioning. Swing on this Hinge-- a see-saw of Heartache Bruised on the *** by The frozen snake-- Never to thaw And never to break. Exquisite lampshades Hide the luminous Color, Now a dingy Dim of disrepair Order. Visit a fairytale Where honey flows in Waterfalls, The smooth will soothe the Heartless work and Falls. Tangled cloth again today, Moth eaten and angled, We ride in the dark Convinced our little playground could save A heart.

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