#invisable - Hello Poetry

his words are bridges that leads you over the sea his words are fingers that whisper; come to me, come to me. but my bridges lead no one, arrive nowhere. lost at sea, and swallowed up by the breeze. my words mean nothing. How could they? when all that I am are as noticeable as stars during the day.

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Mar 31, 2021

Mar 31, 2021 at 9:58 PM UTC

mels-in-pain123

his words

his words are bridges that leads you over the sea his words are fingers that whisper; come to me, come to me. but my bridges lead no one, arrive nowhere. lost at sea, and swallowed up by the breeze. my words mean nothing. How could they? when all that I am are as noticeable as stars during the day.

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I See People smiling as colors dance around them Trees bowing down to the wind with forceful mercy Shadows following everyone like a stalker always sneaking closely I Hear Water gracefully slamming into the crowded shore Laugher erupting from the throats of nighbores called friends Deep conversions running into sharp whispers cutting the silents I Smell The fresh air run past me quickly Sickly sweet perfume flow softly along the waterside Children's sweat barely masked by wilting flowers they carry I feel The hot sun beating on my back Like a stalker watching their prey I shiver sorry Alone even though everyone looks towards me with smiles It Reminds me of when I was there, alive.

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Mar 7, 2019

Mar 7, 2019 at 9:19 AM UTC

HoneyBunny13

Like Yesterday

I See People smiling as colors dance around them Trees bowing down to the wind with forceful mercy Shadows following everyone like a stalker always sneaking closely I Hear Water gracefully slamming into the crowded shore Laugher erupting from the throats of nighbores called friends Deep conversions running into sharp whispers cutting the silents I Smell The fresh air run past me quickly Sickly sweet perfume flow softly along the waterside Children's sweat barely masked by wilting flowers they carry I feel The hot sun beating on my back Like a stalker watching their prey I shiver sorry Alone even though everyone looks towards me with smiles It Reminds me of when I was there, alive.

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Lonely is a statue in a room of movement, I'm static in loneliness. The collection of others looks onwards. My smiles static on the reflections gazing in my heart. Never showing others the loneliness woven inside. I want to be more than a ornament in a room of life. Finding it hard to breath in a room I'm drowning within. Why cant I be the flower that radiates instead of the crystal rose, whose petals never glisten in colourful hues of life.

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Jul 31, 2017

Jul 31, 2017 at 4:55 PM UTC

poetic-t

Im A Rose Of Static Loneliness

Lonely is a statue in a room of movement, I'm static in loneliness. The collection of others looks onwards. My smiles static on the reflections gazing in my heart. Never showing others the loneliness woven inside. I want to be more than a ornament in a room of life. Finding it hard to breath in a room I'm drowning within. Why cant I be the flower that radiates instead of the crystal rose, whose petals never glisten in colourful hues of life.

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I am quite. Nobody listens! Hear me out! I am small. Passive. Invincible. I just want to be heard. Listen to my screams.

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May 31, 2016

May 31, 2016 at 12:38 AM UTC

ana-fail

Silent

I am quite. Nobody listens! Hear me out! I am small. Passive. Invincible. I just want to be heard. Listen to my screams.

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I never knew that I could be seen I never knew That's why my heart allows me To be mean. I never knew That for you I care I never knew, I was just ironically always There. I never knew I could let my true colors show But look at you, You call my colors out As if I'm signaling smoke. I never knew I was capable of making Anyone's attention so indivisible I never knew what's it's like To not be invisible.

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Sep 22, 2014

Sep 22, 2014 at 5:38 AM UTC

stfuitsjordan

Invisible.

I never knew that I could be seen I never knew That's why my heart allows me To be mean. I never knew That for you I care I never knew, I was just ironically always There. I never knew I could let my true colors show But look at you, You call my colors out As if I'm signaling smoke. I never knew I was capable of making Anyone's attention so indivisible I never knew what's it's like To not be invisible.

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I open my mouth just to speak, but all that comes out is air. You look at me without seeing, but I'm always standing here. Walk past me without a glance, all I wanted was to matter. Disregard me and how I feel, it makes me all the sadder. A pretty face that lost her voice, you took what made me complete. Now I'm just a whisper of wind, that can't see her feet. I tiptoed past you but you didn't notice, tears streaming from my face. Still invisible I pack my bags, and leave this lonely place. I wanted so badly for you to see me, but more to set my own self free. I knew I could only be whole again, once you instead became invisible to me.

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Mar 24, 2015

Mar 24, 2015 at 8:54 PM UTC

awesome-annie

Invisible

I open my mouth just to speak, but all that comes out is air. You look at me without seeing, but I'm always standing here. Walk past me without a glance, all I wanted was to matter. Disregard me and how I feel, it makes me all the sadder. A pretty face that lost her voice, you took what made me complete. Now I'm just a whisper of wind, that can't see her feet. I tiptoed past you but you didn't notice, tears streaming from my face. Still invisible I pack my bags, and leave this lonely place. I wanted so badly for you to see me, but more to set my own self free. I knew I could only be whole again, once you instead became invisible to me.

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~ Christi Michaels~December 2014~ *The Evening Sky Opens to a Canopy of Stars Above A warm yet cooling breeze Swirls a gentle Push Against my Legs I am waiting once again To have you acknowledge My words This Moment will be much Easier If I stay Quite Just Listen Bite my Tongue n' Swallow my Thoughts When you Speak Knowing it best to Withhold My Reactions My Opinions I have become Numb now to it All Apprehension fills my throat When I am moved to Speak. So much easier to look To the Stars and Moon for a Comfortable Sharing of thoughts* Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved.

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Dec 24, 2014

Dec 24, 2014 at 10:12 AM UTC

ChristiMichaels

A Sharing of Thoughts

~ Christi Michaels~December 2014~ *The Evening Sky Opens to a Canopy of Stars Above A warm yet cooling breeze Swirls a gentle Push Against my Legs I am waiting once again To have you acknowledge My words This Moment will be much Easier If I stay Quite Just Listen Bite my Tongue n' Swallow my Thoughts When you Speak Knowing it best to Withhold My Reactions My Opinions I have become Numb now to it All Apprehension fills my throat When I am moved to Speak. So much easier to look To the Stars and Moon for a Comfortable Sharing of thoughts* Copyright © 2014 Christi Michaels. All Rights Reserved.

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"I am the spirit of the dead," They talk through me Death, Whispers, Clearly, The living must walk the halls Life is the wrong All must "Sing the song of silent breath" Essence of warmth is a sacrilege, All must be cold in Stillness, Serenity, Tranquillity Will not be found, all must release themselves From the torture of life "Only death is eternal" I have taken many, "I am telling you this," There is a Beginning & End You will sleep in persistent peace Like the rest, So many immortal in The halls, each have a place, "Do" "Not" "Worry" "The missing are never to be found" Prey with relief, when I release your burden "I Am The Spirit Of The Dead" Life is fleeting the only comfort is in death Invisible like the spirit never known or seen, You don't even realise I'm out there, culling the herd. The spirit speaks through me, all life ends cold.

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Nov 15, 2014

Nov 15, 2014 at 1:10 PM UTC

poetic-t

I Am The Spirit Of The Dead

"I am the spirit of the dead," They talk through me Death, Whispers, Clearly, The living must walk the halls Life is the wrong All must "Sing the song of silent breath" Essence of warmth is a sacrilege, All must be cold in Stillness, Serenity, Tranquillity Will not be found, all must release themselves From the torture of life "Only death is eternal" I have taken many, "I am telling you this," There is a Beginning & End You will sleep in persistent peace Like the rest, So many immortal in The halls, each have a place, "Do" "Not" "Worry" "The missing are never to be found" Prey with relief, when I release your burden "I Am The Spirit Of The Dead" Life is fleeting the only comfort is in death Invisible like the spirit never known or seen, You don't even realise I'm out there, culling the herd. The spirit speaks through me, all life ends cold.

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