#freedthoughts - Hello Poetry

I stare at the moon, But it don’t tell me what to do. I glare at the stars of the night, But all they do is flash in my eyes. I wish to touch the clouds, I wonder would they make a sound. Because lately my nights have been regular, Just myself & whatever else lies out in Nebula. I stand on your doom, I still don’t know what to do. My Heart vs My Mind, like planets, They're pulling me away from you. My single mistake seems to have altered the course of our love & in breaking my heart, it has given yours the freedom I promised you many moons ago. So I stare at the moon, But it don’t tell me what to do. Slumber into my bed, Resting a battle between my chest & my head. A star will soon Come crashing into my room, & if this conflict, like a planet, Pulls me away from Ruth. I’ll still remember you.

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Jun 17, 2016

Jun 17, 2016 at 11:04 AM UTC

neo-morake

Nebula

I stare at the moon, But it don’t tell me what to do. I glare at the stars of the night, But all they do is flash in my eyes. I wish to touch the clouds, I wonder would they make a sound. Because lately my nights have been regular, Just myself & whatever else lies out in Nebula. I stand on your doom, I still don’t know what to do. My Heart vs My Mind, like planets, They're pulling me away from you. My single mistake seems to have altered the course of our love & in breaking my heart, it has given yours the freedom I promised you many moons ago. So I stare at the moon, But it don’t tell me what to do. Slumber into my bed, Resting a battle between my chest & my head. A star will soon Come crashing into my room, & if this conflict, like a planet, Pulls me away from Ruth. I’ll still remember you.

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Temptation crawls into my thoughts, Like a micro- bug, Planting seeds of inception & suddenly these wants are birthed. First, I kind of wanted to get drunk & I kind of wanted to message you. Now I want to hold you so tight the walls between my chest, lungs & heart could break. I want you to set free these wild creatures behind rib cages, I can not tame them but, like whales, they sing for you. However While in my heart I feel that I should, in my head I know that I shouldn’t. So tonight I’ll sleep & awake with regret. The sad part is Not that I’ll be regretful for ever contemplating these forbidden thoughts But knowing that I did not perform them. M

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May 14, 2016

May 14, 2016 at 7:33 AM UTC

neo-morake

Tonight, I am Tempted

Temptation crawls into my thoughts, Like a micro- bug, Planting seeds of inception & suddenly these wants are birthed. First, I kind of wanted to get drunk & I kind of wanted to message you. Now I want to hold you so tight the walls between my chest, lungs & heart could break. I want you to set free these wild creatures behind rib cages, I can not tame them but, like whales, they sing for you. However While in my heart I feel that I should, in my head I know that I shouldn’t. So tonight I’ll sleep & awake with regret. The sad part is Not that I’ll be regretful for ever contemplating these forbidden thoughts But knowing that I did not perform them. M

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The tears that we deliver, forever remind me of rivers At first just small drops, often on cold mountaintops. They start to chase down a dream... Desegregating to meet, Piece by piece. One would find that we, meandering along, occasionally meeting rocks while dancing around blockades, & often with unintended driftwood. Eventually culmination gets them to oceans and seas, but they had to figure their way. All of that breaking down & meandering had an end-to-meet- but the journey had to be made before it could be reached.

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Jul 1, 2017

Jul 1, 2017 at 7:10 AM UTC

neo-morake

...Rivers...

The tears that we deliver, forever remind me of rivers At first just small drops, often on cold mountaintops. They start to chase down a dream... Desegregating to meet, Piece by piece. One would find that we, meandering along, occasionally meeting rocks while dancing around blockades, & often with unintended driftwood. Eventually culmination gets them to oceans and seas, but they had to figure their way. All of that breaking down & meandering had an end-to-meet- but the journey had to be made before it could be reached.

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To be honest I was playing the guitar for you the whole time but I knew you had a thing with this dude & he seems cool. So I was just gonna keep playing this guitar song until my guitar broke... M

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May 14, 2016

May 14, 2016 at 9:17 PM UTC

neo-morake

I was playing the Guitar for You

To be honest I was playing the guitar for you the whole time but I knew you had a thing with this dude & he seems cool. So I was just gonna keep playing this guitar song until my guitar broke... M

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"Anything" we said For you, "Anything" & in undying infatuation I hold my word However Your promised "Anythings" turn to "nothings" lately Your kisses, rushed to end Your talks, short & everywhere What ever happened to anywhere? Perhaps I am overthinking! I'm aware they often tend to take what's good for me & make it out bad These Thoughts. But aren't you the one that wanted one? My carnal mind, Locked up for fear of repeating past sins I hid this side for a reason. You told me you wanted this freed Well now, darling, he tortures me with "anything" & I can't seem To tame this wild beast, see? With more of my love ever-growing, He wants you. So why did you want him free Muddling up my mind with unsweet "anythings". Was I Reefing him out of my darkest seas So he can blame you while he crushes me? I never liked this side But I give you "Anything" & I always figured I'd give you my pain I guess I also partly assumed you'd notice it. Unreciprocated? Over-thought? Or am I simply going insane? I heave them: Silence But unlike the others He does not work at hurting me through me, Through things that I have done & have let made me. No. He, villainous, Hurts me through you What you don't do. Well unlike him, I am very patient for you darling So I will leave him free for your pleasure. Yet, in the meantime, I have to ask of you this. Please. Because now, be that as it may be temporary, our infections have to slumber in separate rooms & textbooks conclude we meet on separate moons So darling, will you talk to me soon? Before he brings my fear come true & finds a way for me, to use to lose you.

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Nov 9, 2017

Nov 9, 2017 at 6:56 AM UTC

neo-morake

Anything

"Anything" we said For you, "Anything" & in undying infatuation I hold my word However Your promised "Anythings" turn to "nothings" lately Your kisses, rushed to end Your talks, short & everywhere What ever happened to anywhere? Perhaps I am overthinking! I'm aware they often tend to take what's good for me & make it out bad These Thoughts. But aren't you the one that wanted one? My carnal mind, Locked up for fear of repeating past sins I hid this side for a reason. You told me you wanted this freed Well now, darling, he tortures me with "anything" & I can't seem To tame this wild beast, see? With more of my love ever-growing, He wants you. So why did you want him free Muddling up my mind with unsweet "anythings". Was I Reefing him out of my darkest seas So he can blame you while he crushes me? I never liked this side But I give you "Anything" & I always figured I'd give you my pain I guess I also partly assumed you'd notice it. Unreciprocated? Over-thought? Or am I simply going insane? I heave them: Silence But unlike the others He does not work at hurting me through me, Through things that I have done & have let made me. No. He, villainous, Hurts me through you What you don't do. Well unlike him, I am very patient for you darling So I will leave him free for your pleasure. Yet, in the meantime, I have to ask of you this. Please. Because now, be that as it may be temporary, our infections have to slumber in separate rooms & textbooks conclude we meet on separate moons So darling, will you talk to me soon? Before he brings my fear come true & finds a way for me, to use to lose you.

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They say be still child For every drop of love you hold concealed within your heart will Eventually Find their oceans. But ribs are cages They say when we are young, The wilderness in our chest will seem untameable at first but will Eventually Find its Peace. Some too fearful to permit further damage to these wild hearts behind ribbed cages pose tranquility In Romeo’s potions, Inevitably finding numbness. Yet strangely enough no matter how much light one sheds on the shadows, “The world is a dark place” always Then perhaps this concept of being still much like procrastination Is only to calm the seas for a moment While the moon escapes... To love the sun... Eventually... No More.

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Mar 14, 2017

Mar 14, 2017 at 3:58 PM UTC

neo-morake

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They say be still child For every drop of love you hold concealed within your heart will Eventually Find their oceans. But ribs are cages They say when we are young, The wilderness in our chest will seem untameable at first but will Eventually Find its Peace. Some too fearful to permit further damage to these wild hearts behind ribbed cages pose tranquility In Romeo’s potions, Inevitably finding numbness. Yet strangely enough no matter how much light one sheds on the shadows, “The world is a dark place” always Then perhaps this concept of being still much like procrastination Is only to calm the seas for a moment While the moon escapes... To love the sun... Eventually... No More.

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