#entering - Hello Poetry

Hand keys To my heart What a start To another fatal Chapter After The utter shatter And the picking up again Love’s abusive Friend Sadist archer With fiery arrows And a gate I can’t defend Keys missing This may be my End Before I’m even beginning Key tucked safely In your hands And my stupid mind Thinks I’m winning Final inning And I’m coming Up Short No retort Here I am again The ubb And dubb Of a key Made of me I’m in love I’m lacking I pierce Shattering Smattering together The same chorus Forever In offering of lovers Like livers That keep growing Back Back to the rock And in offering I lack Maybe it’s me But in order To be free I must offer my key Heartbreaking and entering

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Sep 8, 2021

Sep 8, 2021 at 7:54 AM UTC

nik-bland

Heartbreaking & Entering

Hand keys To my heart What a start To another fatal Chapter After The utter shatter And the picking up again Love’s abusive Friend Sadist archer With fiery arrows And a gate I can’t defend Keys missing This may be my End Before I’m even beginning Key tucked safely In your hands And my stupid mind Thinks I’m winning Final inning And I’m coming Up Short No retort Here I am again The ubb And dubb Of a key Made of me I’m in love I’m lacking I pierce Shattering Smattering together The same chorus Forever In offering of lovers Like livers That keep growing Back Back to the rock And in offering I lack Maybe it’s me But in order To be free I must offer my key Heartbreaking and entering

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O, Ye samaria Harken unto us, For this is how far the Lord has brought us "We Gehazi" For By our afflictions Did thee left us In the stench over the gates of the city There We sat in our rags And wobbled in the burns of the fiery sun But When night invaded the peace of the sun Was the burns gobbled wholly Allowing the malicious cold breeze Pierce through our bones and marrow Like the arrows of the syrians Yet Now and then Will thy hearts Befriend compassion And serve us with the remains of thy garbages And yea, Their pungent aroma we gasp with delight And although,it came with a bruised satiety It curbed our curse and anxieties We were wasted,yet death feared to waste us whole But In the times When thy comforting abundance Was clutch and struck by thine enemies Did thy desperation for quench Plunge through our lungs and stomach Like Thee,we were hoist by famish Yet exceedingly And our souls will bleed relentlessly When we prayed and wept "Why sit we here until we die" There The spirit of the lord Descended in our midst O,we unclean And made us more valiant than thine armies We bacame conquerors of thine enemies When We stride Through the valleys Of the shadows of death And every step we made scaled our breath Yet through all,and Truth His rod comforted us And oblivious of our fate He set banquets in the tents Of our enemies Our rags did he made the finest robes And in our care did he bade their luxuries O, Ye doubtors and despaired samarians Harken unto us For we carry the glad tidings of the lord Behold! Ye all on this day Shall witness the great abundance Of the lord And testify his mighty works for all UNCLEAN 2 Kings 7 vrs 3 ©Historian E.Lexano

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Aug 8, 2015

Aug 8, 2015 at 6:31 AM UTC

The_Prince

UNCLEAN

O, Ye samaria Harken unto us, For this is how far the Lord has brought us "We Gehazi" For By our afflictions Did thee left us In the stench over the gates of the city There We sat in our rags And wobbled in the burns of the fiery sun But When night invaded the peace of the sun Was the burns gobbled wholly Allowing the malicious cold breeze Pierce through our bones and marrow Like the arrows of the syrians Yet Now and then Will thy hearts Befriend compassion And serve us with the remains of thy garbages And yea, Their pungent aroma we gasp with delight And although,it came with a bruised satiety It curbed our curse and anxieties We were wasted,yet death feared to waste us whole But In the times When thy comforting abundance Was clutch and struck by thine enemies Did thy desperation for quench Plunge through our lungs and stomach Like Thee,we were hoist by famish Yet exceedingly And our souls will bleed relentlessly When we prayed and wept "Why sit we here until we die" There The spirit of the lord Descended in our midst O,we unclean And made us more valiant than thine armies We bacame conquerors of thine enemies When We stride Through the valleys Of the shadows of death And every step we made scaled our breath Yet through all,and Truth His rod comforted us And oblivious of our fate He set banquets in the tents Of our enemies Our rags did he made the finest robes And in our care did he bade their luxuries O, Ye doubtors and despaired samarians Harken unto us For we carry the glad tidings of the lord Behold! Ye all on this day Shall witness the great abundance Of the lord And testify his mighty works for all UNCLEAN 2 Kings 7 vrs 3 ©Historian E.Lexano

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i was rushing up the stairs, running away from the fears, the nightmares, the past. and you were coming down those very stairs, entering my fears, my nightmares, my past. and we bumped into one another, colliding two different worlds into the same universe, with only a mere eye contact and a slightly curved lip.

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Sep 21, 2014

Sep 21, 2014 at 10:22 AM UTC

starlightning

escaping

i was rushing up the stairs, running away from the fears, the nightmares, the past. and you were coming down those very stairs, entering my fears, my nightmares, my past. and we bumped into one another, colliding two different worlds into the same universe, with only a mere eye contact and a slightly curved lip.

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