#overtness - Hello Poetry

West Avid has a sore eye... Made from coy strength, as if blessed The odd image of music, is it a lie? Beat yourself up, another day Truth has sat in judgment Voiced curiosity, has seen the pain Long talks of soul, have been sent... Resolute, worth has seen the problem Vice is a shadow, we fell in love with But you seem to hate, a golden whim Has asked, is a lucre's same, a comparison with tender vision's? Prophecy, about the truth Venture and generosity Has stolen the voice of youth For out the sense of an angel's city... A new voice has appeared Simple wishes and the star of liberty To share a sincere question of a season of fear Is wisdom dreadful enough, to choose life for seed?

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Feb 15, 2025

Feb 15, 2025 at 11:40 AM UTC

david-hilburn

Could A Second Wind, Make You Cry?

West Avid has a sore eye... Made from coy strength, as if blessed The odd image of music, is it a lie? Beat yourself up, another day Truth has sat in judgment Voiced curiosity, has seen the pain Long talks of soul, have been sent... Resolute, worth has seen the problem Vice is a shadow, we fell in love with But you seem to hate, a golden whim Has asked, is a lucre's same, a comparison with tender vision's? Prophecy, about the truth Venture and generosity Has stolen the voice of youth For out the sense of an angel's city... A new voice has appeared Simple wishes and the star of liberty To share a sincere question of a season of fear Is wisdom dreadful enough, to choose life for seed?

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Heaven help us Still to fore, the whole In a dismayed cause, thus A chastity has made, a world its dole? Light in the meadow Where smiles are long enough to care Such a small favor to ask, a vice be a rainbow When a favor is for the same as salt, are we married? Light in the shadows Sense in a serious hand, has the tomorrow To wait in simple glares and stymied knows The wishes of another drop of rain to borrow Light in the way To find the such, a realizing friend With the common for proof, the tows of may Adding their stoic reply to an age old question... Can a whole day, dream longer than another, loved? Before you answer, is a caring we, the timid also Measure upon pleasance, the truth has garnered us The platitude of each, in the name of what was, though... Anarchy at the cost of gifts and their expression Implied **** to wish we weren't so very vain Kindness of a legend, to secure a role with where this is leading And the success of a stand for one night, of worth's rain Hill's to call home, and an availing wind to come, hungry? A liberty in renown, that has a song on its mind, heaven? Space for a little more silence, than a chance with all, demanding? Sharing a thought for only more, is like a half-eaten pride, given? Judgment of a God given sate Under the feet of liberty, is a wager of brass and steel, colloquial Merit in a simple eye to look and see our fate Ready as we ever are, the drama of sincerity has seen it, a promise to marry little soul's...

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May 12, 2024

May 12, 2024 at 3:36 AM UTC

david-hilburn

Does And Goes, Dust And Gust; The Vanity Of Children

Heaven help us Still to fore, the whole In a dismayed cause, thus A chastity has made, a world its dole? Light in the meadow Where smiles are long enough to care Such a small favor to ask, a vice be a rainbow When a favor is for the same as salt, are we married? Light in the shadows Sense in a serious hand, has the tomorrow To wait in simple glares and stymied knows The wishes of another drop of rain to borrow Light in the way To find the such, a realizing friend With the common for proof, the tows of may Adding their stoic reply to an age old question... Can a whole day, dream longer than another, loved? Before you answer, is a caring we, the timid also Measure upon pleasance, the truth has garnered us The platitude of each, in the name of what was, though... Anarchy at the cost of gifts and their expression Implied **** to wish we weren't so very vain Kindness of a legend, to secure a role with where this is leading And the success of a stand for one night, of worth's rain Hill's to call home, and an availing wind to come, hungry? A liberty in renown, that has a song on its mind, heaven? Space for a little more silence, than a chance with all, demanding? Sharing a thought for only more, is like a half-eaten pride, given? Judgment of a God given sate Under the feet of liberty, is a wager of brass and steel, colloquial Merit in a simple eye to look and see our fate Ready as we ever are, the drama of sincerity has seen it, a promise to marry little soul's...

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Sally would with the wall Music so shrouded, a hat of compliance The terror involved A chance meeting with resolve, that stated intention... My name is Carlton Spate energies, and the vague way A harping halt to better problems Has saved me from a hateful demon, with it to say: Choose me over any other, the collapse of vows Has a futile throw of light, in the remark innuendo made Salt and harmony, to fetch a liberty without how Is a door on commonness, that has the shape of futures sate Lemonade and dickory cookies Shown the time of their life, a hallway to sigh Scurrilous was a special man, with a plan, for a dreams ease With the stone of fending remorse into a corner, of life... Patiently, the day came to a close... Proud Sally, or privileged Carlton A wish adrift in the evening your, the scared host Of another smile to win, the promise of a stoic question... Hello, I have the world to sleep longer than me Simply roles of victory, victimized by a lip of succor Rhyming and doling the obvious, of a secret means To an ending for serenity, that knows your craving for ours?

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May 8, 2024

May 8, 2024 at 4:01 PM UTC

david-hilburn

The Real To Steal, Dorothy Lynch's Heart

Sally would with the wall Music so shrouded, a hat of compliance The terror involved A chance meeting with resolve, that stated intention... My name is Carlton Spate energies, and the vague way A harping halt to better problems Has saved me from a hateful demon, with it to say: Choose me over any other, the collapse of vows Has a futile throw of light, in the remark innuendo made Salt and harmony, to fetch a liberty without how Is a door on commonness, that has the shape of futures sate Lemonade and dickory cookies Shown the time of their life, a hallway to sigh Scurrilous was a special man, with a plan, for a dreams ease With the stone of fending remorse into a corner, of life... Patiently, the day came to a close... Proud Sally, or privileged Carlton A wish adrift in the evening your, the scared host Of another smile to win, the promise of a stoic question... Hello, I have the world to sleep longer than me Simply roles of victory, victimized by a lip of succor Rhyming and doling the obvious, of a secret means To an ending for serenity, that knows your craving for ours?

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