#loniness - Hello Poetry

I spent weeks and months and years carefully collecting you. gathering your pieces and promises like stars plucked from the night and placed in my pocket. each moment that your lips held my name, that you called me your home and whispered forever into my veins. But forever never lasts. the stretching out of our infinities cut short, toppled- in a few days, a few minutes, a few words. my years of loving labor smashed into stardust.

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Sep 10, 2024

Sep 10, 2024 at 2:29 PM UTC

MA-TH

Stardust

I spent weeks and months and years carefully collecting you. gathering your pieces and promises like stars plucked from the night and placed in my pocket. each moment that your lips held my name, that you called me your home and whispered forever into my veins. But forever never lasts. the stretching out of our infinities cut short, toppled- in a few days, a few minutes, a few words. my years of loving labor smashed into stardust.

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Haughty words of wine and new lovers frolic on your lips; and fall on me with daggers and Greek fire. To turn my insides to opposition coiled with serpent knots, staying my eyes from slumbering fantasies, for it is retribution who hangs the stars on the night. I fear you have cut deeper than I had permitted when you set your steel against my ribs; but let me not drink too heavily from the cup of self-pity. This was not undeserved, earned with pleasantries and ingratitude; but rather double edged words, playing smoke and mirrors to conceal my cowardly suspicions of defeat. Finally, I have lost my appetite for this ****** game. My armor is worn and blood rusted, exposing the wounds I have been rewarded from years of waging war. Perhaps there is still redemption from the blood-stains on my sword.

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Sep 10, 2024

Sep 10, 2024 at 12:14 PM UTC

MA-TH

Consessions of War

Haughty words of wine and new lovers frolic on your lips; and fall on me with daggers and Greek fire. To turn my insides to opposition coiled with serpent knots, staying my eyes from slumbering fantasies, for it is retribution who hangs the stars on the night. I fear you have cut deeper than I had permitted when you set your steel against my ribs; but let me not drink too heavily from the cup of self-pity. This was not undeserved, earned with pleasantries and ingratitude; but rather double edged words, playing smoke and mirrors to conceal my cowardly suspicions of defeat. Finally, I have lost my appetite for this ****** game. My armor is worn and blood rusted, exposing the wounds I have been rewarded from years of waging war. Perhaps there is still redemption from the blood-stains on my sword.

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In the depths of silence, where shadows reside, A heavy heart, burdened, cannot hide. Unseen, unnoticed, like a ghostly wraith, I wander through existence, lost in a desolate faith. In a crowded room, I fade to gray, Whispers and laughter, they all drift away. An outsider peering through misty eyes, Yearning for connection, but met with empty skies. Words unspoken, like echoes unheard, Emotions trapped, stifled, never stirred. My voice, a mere whisper in the wind, Aching to be heard, to matter, to rescind. The world moves on, an unforgiving tide, Leaving me stranded, unwanted, denied. Invisible threads bind me, a lonely refrain, Longing for affection, like a wilted flower in the rain. I seek solace in dreams, a sanctuary of the mind, Where I am cherished, accepted, intertwined. But awakening brings me back to the bitter truth, That I am but a shadow, lost in the uncaring sleuth. Yet amidst the darkness, a flicker remains, A glimmer of hope, a spark that sustains. For within this void, a strength starts to ignite, Embracing my worth, pushing through the night. Though I may feel ignored, unwanted, unseen, I'll rise above the shadows, where dreams intervene. For in this vast universe, I'll find my own way, To shine brightly, even if skies remain gray.

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Jun 3, 2023

Jun 3, 2023 at 1:10 PM UTC

austin-morrison

Gray skies

In the depths of silence, where shadows reside, A heavy heart, burdened, cannot hide. Unseen, unnoticed, like a ghostly wraith, I wander through existence, lost in a desolate faith. In a crowded room, I fade to gray, Whispers and laughter, they all drift away. An outsider peering through misty eyes, Yearning for connection, but met with empty skies. Words unspoken, like echoes unheard, Emotions trapped, stifled, never stirred. My voice, a mere whisper in the wind, Aching to be heard, to matter, to rescind. The world moves on, an unforgiving tide, Leaving me stranded, unwanted, denied. Invisible threads bind me, a lonely refrain, Longing for affection, like a wilted flower in the rain. I seek solace in dreams, a sanctuary of the mind, Where I am cherished, accepted, intertwined. But awakening brings me back to the bitter truth, That I am but a shadow, lost in the uncaring sleuth. Yet amidst the darkness, a flicker remains, A glimmer of hope, a spark that sustains. For within this void, a strength starts to ignite, Embracing my worth, pushing through the night. Though I may feel ignored, unwanted, unseen, I'll rise above the shadows, where dreams intervene. For in this vast universe, I'll find my own way, To shine brightly, even if skies remain gray.

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When it comes it's like the wind, sometimes slow and calm Other times with violent force giving no warning My anger radiates like that inside out of my physical and mental self You think, you the receiver of my non discriminating anger bares you the cross... the sting of agony ... But I wear the suffering torment of my own unwelcomed affliction I am enraged like the heat of red the founder of chilled hearts My mind bends and bends with pain and misery that reaches the depth of me... That part of me, even I can't see I feel the wrath like ****** for fun Like the monsters that breath only to see blood I conquer this vacant passion, which I have not the strength to duel Beelzebub sits satified, nodding and smirking as my thoughts and words curse He's content with my blood that boils as he commands He waits for the person who will release what his soulless soul demands There's moments I feel my every vain full of fire, begging me to surrender and give in to Lucifer's desire But..... My HEART... It still beats and the only part of me untouched by darkness, provides me the vision of what makes me human It grants you.... Me... Mercy It allows me a breath As I become some what the me that I recognize... I am torn What was that rush How did I realize me I'll sink deep into my bed Inside my dark dark room and like a vampire I keep hidden... Not from the light, but from you, so the furies won't be tempted to use me like the instrument which beckons your cry at my whip I shall be me alone stable... Alone Harmless... Alone Protector of you... Protector of me... Alone Away from the feelings that suffocate my heart and blind my mind Away so I am me, sweet and loving, endlessly giving Alone... So I am not ALONE...

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Sep 30, 2015

Sep 30, 2015 at 12:17 AM UTC

just-me-members

~ He Who Never Sleeps ~

When it comes it's like the wind, sometimes slow and calm Other times with violent force giving no warning My anger radiates like that inside out of my physical and mental self You think, you the receiver of my non discriminating anger bares you the cross... the sting of agony ... But I wear the suffering torment of my own unwelcomed affliction I am enraged like the heat of red the founder of chilled hearts My mind bends and bends with pain and misery that reaches the depth of me... That part of me, even I can't see I feel the wrath like ****** for fun Like the monsters that breath only to see blood I conquer this vacant passion, which I have not the strength to duel Beelzebub sits satified, nodding and smirking as my thoughts and words curse He's content with my blood that boils as he commands He waits for the person who will release what his soulless soul demands There's moments I feel my every vain full of fire, begging me to surrender and give in to Lucifer's desire But..... My HEART... It still beats and the only part of me untouched by darkness, provides me the vision of what makes me human It grants you.... Me... Mercy It allows me a breath As I become some what the me that I recognize... I am torn What was that rush How did I realize me I'll sink deep into my bed Inside my dark dark room and like a vampire I keep hidden... Not from the light, but from you, so the furies won't be tempted to use me like the instrument which beckons your cry at my whip I shall be me alone stable... Alone Harmless... Alone Protector of you... Protector of me... Alone Away from the feelings that suffocate my heart and blind my mind Away so I am me, sweet and loving, endlessly giving Alone... So I am not ALONE...

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This is when I turn to rock, emotions mold to stone. I could never give you my heart, for its not my own. I drift away with regret, I know I let you down. I cant take back the things I think, when your not around. I feel it pulling in my chest, rise up and come to tears. I took a chance to make this work, and it ended with my fears. I disapear now like the wind, I fade into the trees. You think I will forget you fast, but pain is hard to ease. Dont look back and see me, a shadow of who you once knew, for I was never fully here. I make it look so easy, but the scars are always there.

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Oct 30, 2014

Oct 30, 2014 at 12:57 PM UTC

awesome-annie

Gone

This is when I turn to rock, emotions mold to stone. I could never give you my heart, for its not my own. I drift away with regret, I know I let you down. I cant take back the things I think, when your not around. I feel it pulling in my chest, rise up and come to tears. I took a chance to make this work, and it ended with my fears. I disapear now like the wind, I fade into the trees. You think I will forget you fast, but pain is hard to ease. Dont look back and see me, a shadow of who you once knew, for I was never fully here. I make it look so easy, but the scars are always there.

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