#mastermind - Hello Poetry

I sit quietly in the corner of the room. The fluorescent lights blinding me, the hazy blur of bodies throwing taunting words, that leaves invisible scars on my soul. I must smile and swallow the age-old lesson "forgive and forget." I should play mother to the pretentious. I need to stay poised, a lifeless doll trapped in an All-American dream. I have to laugh sweetly, choking on the venom. Politics, gender roles, and important issues. I will nod my head like a puppet to appease their boulder-sized egos. I am an ever-giving light, bleeding out my kindness because that's what’s expected. I must never let them see the raging beast beneath my ribs. I should be a machine that cuts its engine the second a man asks. I need to play into the hypocritical standards, hiding the urge to bite back. I have to be eternally grateful for the crumbs of attention they graciously throw to me. I sit quietly in the corner of the room.

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4d ago

May 30, 2026 at 11:57 PM UTC

ilovearcher11

The All American Dream

I sit quietly in the corner of the room. The fluorescent lights blinding me, the hazy blur of bodies throwing taunting words, that leaves invisible scars on my soul. I must smile and swallow the age-old lesson "forgive and forget." I should play mother to the pretentious. I need to stay poised, a lifeless doll trapped in an All-American dream. I have to laugh sweetly, choking on the venom. Politics, gender roles, and important issues. I will nod my head like a puppet to appease their boulder-sized egos. I am an ever-giving light, bleeding out my kindness because that's what’s expected. I must never let them see the raging beast beneath my ribs. I should be a machine that cuts its engine the second a man asks. I need to play into the hypocritical standards, hiding the urge to bite back. I have to be eternally grateful for the crumbs of attention they graciously throw to me. I sit quietly in the corner of the room.

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I linger in the shadows, rehearsing every line of my prose, starving for kindred to stay long enough to be mine, while burying the wires of my seemingly accidental coincidences. The wisest and most solicitous beings must drag their pawns across the board. Checkmate. I built my realm with careful formulation The wicked crime to be committed: forcing spirits in a causal nexus of maneuvers. I hide the scars that I have scattered on my heart as a child. The vicious rejections of my being. That is the architect of my everlasting scheming: the brutal concealment of a desire to be loved wholly. Yet you unraveled my soul and saw right through me, made up your mind long before to stay, and played the puppet for my sanity without me realizing. With a wide, knowing smile on your face— you memorized the choreography of my strategy, you knew I only care.

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3d ago

May 31, 2026 at 11:58 PM UTC

ilovearcher11

Nexus

I linger in the shadows, rehearsing every line of my prose, starving for kindred to stay long enough to be mine, while burying the wires of my seemingly accidental coincidences. The wisest and most solicitous beings must drag their pawns across the board. Checkmate. I built my realm with careful formulation The wicked crime to be committed: forcing spirits in a causal nexus of maneuvers. I hide the scars that I have scattered on my heart as a child. The vicious rejections of my being. That is the architect of my everlasting scheming: the brutal concealment of a desire to be loved wholly. Yet you unraveled my soul and saw right through me, made up your mind long before to stay, and played the puppet for my sanity without me realizing. With a wide, knowing smile on your face— you memorized the choreography of my strategy, you knew I only care.

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Be that clever one , who knows to be a fool at wanted times..

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Feb 6, 2022

Feb 6, 2022 at 10:24 AM UTC

Shwetha

Note #7

Be that clever one , who knows to be a fool at wanted times..

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Someone told me you're still pretty you still wear your 20's in your 30's bite your nails when angsty and stutter when jittery Someone told me you still fly making the earth your sky falling out of being shy into living a different reality Someone told me you still cry when you're feeling, everything really... turning your cheeks red with salty tears chafing childhood from baby cheeks Someone told me you...still...

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Mar 3, 2020

Mar 3, 2020 at 7:44 AM UTC

maria-etre

Your Turn

Someone told me you're still pretty you still wear your 20's in your 30's bite your nails when angsty and stutter when jittery Someone told me you still fly making the earth your sky falling out of being shy into living a different reality Someone told me you still cry when you're feeling, everything really... turning your cheeks red with salty tears chafing childhood from baby cheeks Someone told me you...still...

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Skinny blues of toxicity Moral of the story is I'm lonely Yet aura and lust connects me To my descriptive writing of poetry Shakespeare taught me mind games and revenge But the only revenge I want is you again Your muscle heart of bordered security Let me be your beginning Let me show you that a toy is a toy But reality comes when you pick your best decoy Love is a game but I’m a mastermind Can you be my puppet and my divine May I help you make those dreams at night And caress you until your broken inside Make you think you love me until your screaming goodbye And realize that I already broke you 100 times

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Dec 5, 2019

Dec 5, 2019 at 10:25 PM UTC

NebulasDream

Twisted Picture

Skinny blues of toxicity Moral of the story is I'm lonely Yet aura and lust connects me To my descriptive writing of poetry Shakespeare taught me mind games and revenge But the only revenge I want is you again Your muscle heart of bordered security Let me be your beginning Let me show you that a toy is a toy But reality comes when you pick your best decoy Love is a game but I’m a mastermind Can you be my puppet and my divine May I help you make those dreams at night And caress you until your broken inside Make you think you love me until your screaming goodbye And realize that I already broke you 100 times

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I wrote a letter to God On a lonely Tuesday evening My heart I signed on it With faith and smoke it flew. I got a dove of laughter After a smote from the rich grey beared The skies eyes turns red as if to fight And the rain drenched me. He has eagle eyes and long hands Like a shepherd to his sheep’s Even if we experience open sore of faith God is not evil.

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Oct 22, 2018

Oct 22, 2018 at 10:53 AM UTC

chiori1992

God is Not Evil

I wrote a letter to God On a lonely Tuesday evening My heart I signed on it With faith and smoke it flew. I got a dove of laughter After a smote from the rich grey beared The skies eyes turns red as if to fight And the rain drenched me. He has eagle eyes and long hands Like a shepherd to his sheep’s Even if we experience open sore of faith God is not evil.

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By Arcassin Burnham Purpose is a deniable virtue, being lost in this world is a given, love is a test or fantasy that could be explored even when sinning, to be pleased and to satisfy your long awaited needs, I surround my myself with family, That is all I need, I find it hard in life through everything I went through sending More difficult obstacles to myself instead of receiving them Like normal human beings when it's quite easy to make enemies, I could never be what I want unless I change it, I could never see a new day if just put aside my hatred For thinking religion had anything to do with it, Your a master mind aren't you! Just be cool with it.

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Jun 21, 2016

Jun 21, 2016 at 5:23 PM UTC

arcassin-burnham

Either I Could Be

By Arcassin Burnham Purpose is a deniable virtue, being lost in this world is a given, love is a test or fantasy that could be explored even when sinning, to be pleased and to satisfy your long awaited needs, I surround my myself with family, That is all I need, I find it hard in life through everything I went through sending More difficult obstacles to myself instead of receiving them Like normal human beings when it's quite easy to make enemies, I could never be what I want unless I change it, I could never see a new day if just put aside my hatred For thinking religion had anything to do with it, Your a master mind aren't you! Just be cool with it.

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