#grumble - Hello Poetry

colored handprints alight splattered in dots and lines a glassy pillow stretches its wrinkled and hairlined skin cracked creaking crooked stretched wearing thin.. a hold on the waves grasping currents passing rushing farther and farther painting the vastness of this open ended question muddled muddied marred blurring in sight

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May 22, 2022

May 22, 2022 at 5:02 PM UTC

fake_ian--G1100

mild bittersweetness

colored handprints alight splattered in dots and lines a glassy pillow stretches its wrinkled and hairlined skin cracked creaking crooked stretched wearing thin.. a hold on the waves grasping currents passing rushing farther and farther painting the vastness of this open ended question muddled muddied marred blurring in sight

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I am just a medium through which Ideas pass through And materials and money From the high hand To the upturned hand A portal if you understand- wherein you find soul-white painted walls Elegant and holy in its transition. Not a slither of doubt To cast the shadow of foul ambition Thank you. Two words. If you forget everything I try to tell you Please remember Two words. Bare and Serious. That’s all you need to carry along really. Please? Thank you.

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Apr 9, 2019

Apr 9, 2019 at 6:18 PM UTC

law

Oath Of A Professional, 11:11pm

I am just a medium through which Ideas pass through And materials and money From the high hand To the upturned hand A portal if you understand- wherein you find soul-white painted walls Elegant and holy in its transition. Not a slither of doubt To cast the shadow of foul ambition Thank you. Two words. If you forget everything I try to tell you Please remember Two words. Bare and Serious. That’s all you need to carry along really. Please? Thank you.

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We grumble about the people Who doesn't admit their mistakes! We judge the people Who does admit their mistakes!!

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Aug 17, 2018

Aug 17, 2018 at 4:24 PM UTC

pk_tunuri

Admit

We grumble about the people Who doesn't admit their mistakes! We judge the people Who does admit their mistakes!!

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Intact, they don't even mumble, Once broken they will grumble.

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Jan 24, 2017

Jan 24, 2017 at 1:27 AM UTC

Atul

True Hearts Are Like Leaves

Intact, they don't even mumble, Once broken they will grumble.

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I was playing, jumping up and Down, I was cartwheeling Right side up To Upside down, I heard a noise, I heard a grumble Was it thunder The sky Is blue?? Where did that noise come from Was it you. I walked along, and heard it again I looked under my jumper There it goes again. Are you Shouting, Rumbling, Talking To me, what do want, speak up "Gruummmbbblle" "Raaaaarrrrrr" I don't speak belly? I do feel hungry though, "Grumbleeeeee" Is it that what you want, Is that which you need. "Ok" Home we go, moving fast, Still talking each louder than the last. "I need you MUMMY" "I need you DADDY" My belly has been talking Its telling me its hungry, Like thunder a rumbling rolls Around my empty tum, "Goodness me" "Goodness you" I'll make you both a sandwich Make both you happy. "Thanks mummy" "Tummy said thanks too" Grumble went my tum As both of us were filled with Peanut, Jelly, Toast It was good tasting, And filled my taste buds as Well as a friend that Grumbled, Rumbled, Talked Of his need to be filled up too. "Each chew" "Each swallow" "Quieter than the last" I had eaten my sandwich Crusts and all. My belly vibrated, I think It was a sleep, I felt much better now I had something To eat. Empty plate that's good to see, How are you both? "Mummy we are very happy" With a grin I rubbed my tummy, "MMmm" My belly just spoke My belly has a need "What is that little man" Grinning ear to ear, "CHOCLATE MUMMY" Is that you talking or tummy rumbling again, My belly just likes to be full for me to eat.

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Feb 7, 2015

Feb 7, 2015 at 11:17 AM UTC

poetic-t

Feeding My Belly

I was playing, jumping up and Down, I was cartwheeling Right side up To Upside down, I heard a noise, I heard a grumble Was it thunder The sky Is blue?? Where did that noise come from Was it you. I walked along, and heard it again I looked under my jumper There it goes again. Are you Shouting, Rumbling, Talking To me, what do want, speak up "Gruummmbbblle" "Raaaaarrrrrr" I don't speak belly? I do feel hungry though, "Grumbleeeeee" Is it that what you want, Is that which you need. "Ok" Home we go, moving fast, Still talking each louder than the last. "I need you MUMMY" "I need you DADDY" My belly has been talking Its telling me its hungry, Like thunder a rumbling rolls Around my empty tum, "Goodness me" "Goodness you" I'll make you both a sandwich Make both you happy. "Thanks mummy" "Tummy said thanks too" Grumble went my tum As both of us were filled with Peanut, Jelly, Toast It was good tasting, And filled my taste buds as Well as a friend that Grumbled, Rumbled, Talked Of his need to be filled up too. "Each chew" "Each swallow" "Quieter than the last" I had eaten my sandwich Crusts and all. My belly vibrated, I think It was a sleep, I felt much better now I had something To eat. Empty plate that's good to see, How are you both? "Mummy we are very happy" With a grin I rubbed my tummy, "MMmm" My belly just spoke My belly has a need "What is that little man" Grinning ear to ear, "CHOCLATE MUMMY" Is that you talking or tummy rumbling again, My belly just likes to be full for me to eat.

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