#ifeelgood - Hello Poetry

Some magic runs between the golden hours of 3 to 5... Everything is calm...it feels divine A time...I meet myself... My place...hates the presence of light But the awfully stubborn sunlight sneaks in secretly through the thick curtains... lighting up...parts of my dark room And there I am laying on my bed... I feel so complete, with my soul in high spirits... Old songs playing on the radio...can be heard. It's that serene part of the day...I live for The whole house is in deep slumber... As I dance through the hallways...celebrating my afternoons The seasons change...but the loyalty of these afternoons surprise me... constant...from the day we met . The hot summer afternoons...drown me in siestas jumping like a dolphin from one dream to another. There is something about the stormy rainy afternoons that makes me feel over whelmed... bathing me in memories of someone I've never met. The autumn afternoons see me fickle As I lose myself completely...for a new change. The darkness of my soul rises during the winter afternoons... As I dance through them with my demons. Vintage melodies fill the fragrant air of spring afternoons as my camera captures Nadar's smile under the big white clouds. The silence of these afternoons...rests like roses in my soul... Only for them to wither...in the harsh evenings.

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Sep 28, 2021

Sep 28, 2021 at 3:22 AM UTC

Surkhab

Afternoons...the time I am alone...but never lonely

Some magic runs between the golden hours of 3 to 5... Everything is calm...it feels divine A time...I meet myself... My place...hates the presence of light But the awfully stubborn sunlight sneaks in secretly through the thick curtains... lighting up...parts of my dark room And there I am laying on my bed... I feel so complete, with my soul in high spirits... Old songs playing on the radio...can be heard. It's that serene part of the day...I live for The whole house is in deep slumber... As I dance through the hallways...celebrating my afternoons The seasons change...but the loyalty of these afternoons surprise me... constant...from the day we met . The hot summer afternoons...drown me in siestas jumping like a dolphin from one dream to another. There is something about the stormy rainy afternoons that makes me feel over whelmed... bathing me in memories of someone I've never met. The autumn afternoons see me fickle As I lose myself completely...for a new change. The darkness of my soul rises during the winter afternoons... As I dance through them with my demons. Vintage melodies fill the fragrant air of spring afternoons as my camera captures Nadar's smile under the big white clouds. The silence of these afternoons...rests like roses in my soul... Only for them to wither...in the harsh evenings.

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Today is a good day. It’s better than the rest. I don’t have all the stress Hanging over me Like I did yesterday. I feel good today. I feel better than the rest. I don’t have depression Lingering around me Like I did yesterday. I have had a good day. Everything about this day Has been better than all the rest. Again, I don’t have all the stress, I don’t feel as depressed Like I did yesterday. Today I finally feel okay.

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Mar 22, 2021

Mar 22, 2021 at 2:57 AM UTC

autumn101

Today

Today is a good day. It’s better than the rest. I don’t have all the stress Hanging over me Like I did yesterday. I feel good today. I feel better than the rest. I don’t have depression Lingering around me Like I did yesterday. I have had a good day. Everything about this day Has been better than all the rest. Again, I don’t have all the stress, I don’t feel as depressed Like I did yesterday. Today I finally feel okay.

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To think you were actually looking for yourself How stupid can I get? I kept thinking we were the same but we’re not you are someone else and I am glad I’m not you you will always be a mystery but I’m growing tired of trying to solve you I’m no longer going to play with fire I don’t want to get burned for you I will make sure you won’t come my way anymore You never did to begin with I’m going to look for the person in the mirror and make sure that she finds herself

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Dec 9, 2018

Dec 9, 2018 at 12:22 AM UTC

plummm

End of Chapter

To think you were actually looking for yourself How stupid can I get? I kept thinking we were the same but we’re not you are someone else and I am glad I’m not you you will always be a mystery but I’m growing tired of trying to solve you I’m no longer going to play with fire I don’t want to get burned for you I will make sure you won’t come my way anymore You never did to begin with I’m going to look for the person in the mirror and make sure that she finds herself

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