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I am fragile But not in the way A flower is fragile In the way A bomb is fragile With a flower You have to be careful As to not break it With a bomb You have to be careful As to not have it blow up Because one day I will explode And I will hurt everyone near Because I am fragile
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Nov 17, 2025
Nov 17, 2025 at 9:33 AM UTC
Fragile
A bad day away From the end of things, Cause not a person stays. And everything remains the same, Despite all the change. An hour to twelve, When the clock strikes. I burn one down. And the match reminds me of hell; Of dark depths, lit by scorching light. Most deepest of desires, and precious hopes We are fond of holding you close, Fearful we will share our thoughts And be lost to ourselves To understand, what we know we never can
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Jul 18, 2023
Jul 18, 2023 at 6:26 PM UTC
Market Street
I used to conjure flames from my fingertips without a thought And used them to scorch foreign poetry into your skin
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Sep 2, 2020
Sep 2, 2020 at 4:27 PM UTC
Scorched, a start.
A poppy candle - Its wick has been expecting The scorching outcome.
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Feb 26, 2020
Feb 26, 2020 at 3:39 AM UTC
Selfless
saying i love you to get you to stay was like burning my tongue on a sip of black coffee -its scorching me
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Apr 1, 2019
Apr 1, 2019 at 12:16 PM UTC
but i still love coffee
Getting soaked to the bone Until some kind people stopped And offered me an umbrella A hot shower A warm meal A cozy fire And a new home Don't come knocking on my door When you've seen I've found better Because the rain has stopped And all I have left to give Is a scorching heat to burn you with
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Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 6:07 PM UTC
Left Out In The Pouring Rain
Bidding farewell to the warmth, The bells of a spring path ring, to the sound of the wind, Which has once again, crossed the stream of time, as it usually does, The transience of the day, already lost due time, the sun remains as a traveler, whom appears to have crossed the Zenith again, It's scorching heat is to be felt, exposed to it almost as if it was to be to set the skin ablaze, truly these sunrays, are unforgiving at this time, Sorrow and misery, are to burn into ash by this heat, a purifying flame of affectionate happiness, embracing those who have found themselves to be in love with the natural, decending, light, Beyond the boundaries, the mystery of our living power remains unknown, all what is left is a spark in the dark, beyond the sunshine, The evening welcoming this world is soon to be radiating in joyful light, wandering aimlessly the time for the sunset draws near, Beyond the Zenith, lies the transience of the passing time. ~ Umi
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May 1, 2018
May 1, 2018 at 9:36 AM UTC
Beyond the Zenith
The desert, A sea of sand, drought and dry air under a scorching, blazing Sun, The wind may feel alike a cut, which burns through your senses, Relentless, the heat takes over by day, yet by night it is cold enough to freeze you if you come unprepared. Such would be a foolish idea, A dessert of thoughts, driving into my brain, leaving ideas uncovered Leaving productivity hidden, under the sand of hatred and self doubt Such places, landscapes, covered by firy silicate or ice are truly lethal, Such state of mind, covered by uncertainty is truly lethal, for ones wonderful creativity, for art of all kind, conveyed or material, if you might wander through such a land without any guide to help out, Worry not, for after every drought comes rain, blissful rain to fertilise the soil of thoughts which will blossom in wonderous ways, to shine, After all, motion without movement cannot be possible so try to move A wise friend once tought me, that if you give it enough time, even a nigh impossibility becomes a certainty, even a desert could be a forest But until then, be patient my dear, even the most deserted place, carries some beauty in it, no ? ~ Umi
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Apr 26, 2018
Apr 26, 2018 at 6:08 PM UTC
Desert
A stern queen of fire and land Braced the shore with outstanding elegance Met a prince of earthly integrity and principle As the waves of the pristine sea crashed onto the sands of romance A scorching sensation A beautiful involvement of the two young beams Colliding into one scorching love.
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Mar 10, 2017
Mar 10, 2017 at 6:31 AM UTC
Scorching Love
The Heat, and not the sports team Has come here for a while It's enough to set some records And to **** the farmers smiles Humidity and high temperatures Add to make our life like hell It's drying up our creeks and streams There's no water in our wells We do not use our ovens To cook our meals, not now at least We just leave meat on the counter The outside heat will cook the beast Our lawns are brown and dormant But the weeds are growing strong There is chickweed and crabgrass where once Green grass did once belong The splash pads are on overtime To help keep people cool We've cooling centers everywhere They're in all of the schools In order to cool down at home I have my a/c set to freeze And if at times this doesn't work I watch Christmas DVD's Remember hats and sunscreen to keep the heat off of your head In fact it is so god ****** hot I tan while I'm in bed I remember as a child Summer never got as hot as this Compared to recent temperatures Is like a blow job to a kiss We pray for heat in winter And in the summer, the reverse I know I would like the snow The heat is much, much, worse Instead of just complaining I should just take it, brave the heat But for now, I'll watch my movies Sing my carols, cool my feet I know that come this winter I'll be crying for the heat Just remind me of this little poem And I'll shut up, and take my seat.
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Jul 17, 2012
Jul 17, 2012 at 7:16 PM UTC
The Heat
You're like winter to me now, bitter and frozen. Wrapped up in layers of unfamiliar fabrics and smells. Distant summer scorching. There are still grains of sand in your shoes but the first frost has long passed.
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Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 9:12 AM UTC
Bitter