#unattached - Hello Poetry

"isn't that something you want?" she asked. "no" i replied. "what i desire cannot be given. only by providence can that which is unattached be realized and only by letting go can it be integrated." "well then...", she said with a smile, "...perhaps it's time, hmmm?" and at that she folded in on herself over and over like complex origami until she became a butterfly. then she fluttered into my chest and took root in my heart like a seed. she grows there now like a low moon lover bathing in moonshine, dripping in starlight, changing in the glow.

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Apr 26, 2020

Apr 26, 2020 at 1:55 AM UTC

Laokos

conversation en métamorphose

"isn't that something you want?" she asked. "no" i replied. "what i desire cannot be given. only by providence can that which is unattached be realized and only by letting go can it be integrated." "well then...", she said with a smile, "...perhaps it's time, hmmm?" and at that she folded in on herself over and over like complex origami until she became a butterfly. then she fluttered into my chest and took root in my heart like a seed. she grows there now like a low moon lover bathing in moonshine, dripping in starlight, changing in the glow.

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unattached; the deadliest affliction not connected to anything, anyone not owning a reason, to stay to see a glimmer of hope in your friend's smile your father's words your mother's hug nothing it wouldn't be worth it

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Feb 22, 2019

Feb 22, 2019 at 10:26 AM UTC

Eleanor_coleridge

unattached

unattached; the deadliest affliction not connected to anything, anyone not owning a reason, to stay to see a glimmer of hope in your friend's smile your father's words your mother's hug nothing it wouldn't be worth it

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I'm emotionally detached, in twenty nine days ninety panic attacks, I see through your eyes, straight to your past, the times that you meant it when you really laughed. Your crescents hate light, and descend through the day, I'm deciding my mind between painful and sane, dividing a line between not okay and opaque. I know my life's doubtful, more mournful than most. Lost in translation as feeling the least, a leash on my brain and one sense of release. I wanna meet sharpness to puncture my breath, rather than losses I can't reconnect-

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Oct 16, 2018

Oct 16, 2018 at 11:31 AM UTC

Carbon6_dio

Reconnect

I'm emotionally detached, in twenty nine days ninety panic attacks, I see through your eyes, straight to your past, the times that you meant it when you really laughed. Your crescents hate light, and descend through the day, I'm deciding my mind between painful and sane, dividing a line between not okay and opaque. I know my life's doubtful, more mournful than most. Lost in translation as feeling the least, a leash on my brain and one sense of release. I wanna meet sharpness to puncture my breath, rather than losses I can't reconnect-

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And don't spend your days weeping, over a subject that doesn't stop to wonder about you and your worrying demeanour. And don't even bother spending nights and even days empty, hoping for a reply from the mysterious person who once filled your mind. And don't you think to question yourself for their demeaning actions that have left you cold and unattached. For if they wanted to they would've. -z

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Feb 12, 2018

Feb 12, 2018 at 5:08 AM UTC

herwords

WANT

And don't spend your days weeping, over a subject that doesn't stop to wonder about you and your worrying demeanour. And don't even bother spending nights and even days empty, hoping for a reply from the mysterious person who once filled your mind. And don't you think to question yourself for their demeaning actions that have left you cold and unattached. For if they wanted to they would've. -z

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Take the stage Then take a bow. Touch a heart, Then skip town. Skip a stone, Then sink below. Leaving ripples behind. Take a breath, Then let it go. Let's take a ride On the undertoe. Kiss the sky, Then dive below. Like a breaker, Turn to mist- Drift. Spreading wings, Lift off in flight. Melt the wax, Drop from the sky. Like a comet Shining bright, Burn to stardust on the wind- Drift.

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Oct 5, 2017

Oct 5, 2017 at 8:59 AM UTC

scarletletterpoetry

Drift

Take the stage Then take a bow. Touch a heart, Then skip town. Skip a stone, Then sink below. Leaving ripples behind. Take a breath, Then let it go. Let's take a ride On the undertoe. Kiss the sky, Then dive below. Like a breaker, Turn to mist- Drift. Spreading wings, Lift off in flight. Melt the wax, Drop from the sky. Like a comet Shining bright, Burn to stardust on the wind- Drift.

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