#undefined - Hello Poetry

Agnes de Lods.writes: "Writing turns our thoughts inside out. We cut and suddenly join words to touch the essence of both human and non-human existence. I allow myself not to be too sure whether what I write is a record of what I have seen, of my falls, or maybe a hallucination, trying to wear the veil of mysticism. I am only following the crumbs left by the undefined" <AoL> PREFACE Perhaps it's me, perhaps it's you. but I trip over the inspired insights you so oft slip in, share, and guilty feel you have commissioned me to write a poem for everyone but especially, for the poets here, who peer, preen and pepper their inside innards to find, "the undefined" <> I know well these crumbs, that once, tasted demand a full on British Baking real life escaping escapade of a unque episode god how I love the poetry of a glance askance, the invisible invitation to take a closer look, the hither in-a-come-closer god how i love the well hidden but tracing whiff of a smile, of an 8 year old when she's gifted an unexpected delight, a simple bracelet, which alway says please, little one, always, remember me? the pretense of irritation of an phony whiny 'I know, I know' just for her, a savory masking of the pleasured knowledge that you know her, so well, of what she'll next speak. just as well, hell! even better, before she knows herself the shock of a particular poem when first read, is a stone to temple, a knife to the breast, for the only first thought forever, is my guilty plea of "I should have written that!" Need I go on? perhaps one more, the very first time you accidentally intentionally touch each other's skin, hair or breast, and the shock equivalent is of an electric chair shared, that requires stoppage of breathing, allowing for the full on desire to fall to the ground, thinking I'm found, I'm found out, I'm revealed, unveiled, that comes out of your eyes silently beseeching if anything could ever be better, than a joy undefinable. and a memory memorized forever, that defines, that makes one fine, that comes crossed off that secret list, one more of the undefined of being alive and changes you for the entirety, and the subtlest shade meanings of the phrase. just for the rest of your life is immortalized <> now, here. I cease. quite pleased, that I do indeed! remember; begin again to recall how to breathe out, then in… and then, tho still off kilter, again, and a gain <nml> 7:58am Tuesday Sep 9 Twenty 25

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Sep 9, 2025

Sep 9, 2025 at 3:23 PM UTC

nat-lipstadt

Agnes of Lods: "following the crumbs left by the undefined"

Agnes de Lods.writes: "Writing turns our thoughts inside out. We cut and suddenly join words to touch the essence of both human and non-human existence. I allow myself not to be too sure whether what I write is a record of what I have seen, of my falls, or maybe a hallucination, trying to wear the veil of mysticism. I am only following the crumbs left by the undefined" <AoL> PREFACE Perhaps it's me, perhaps it's you. but I trip over the inspired insights you so oft slip in, share, and guilty feel you have commissioned me to write a poem for everyone but especially, for the poets here, who peer, preen and pepper their inside innards to find, "the undefined" <> I know well these crumbs, that once, tasted demand a full on British Baking real life escaping escapade of a unque episode god how I love the poetry of a glance askance, the invisible invitation to take a closer look, the hither in-a-come-closer god how i love the well hidden but tracing whiff of a smile, of an 8 year old when she's gifted an unexpected delight, a simple bracelet, which alway says please, little one, always, remember me? the pretense of irritation of an phony whiny 'I know, I know' just for her, a savory masking of the pleasured knowledge that you know her, so well, of what she'll next speak. just as well, hell! even better, before she knows herself the shock of a particular poem when first read, is a stone to temple, a knife to the breast, for the only first thought forever, is my guilty plea of "I should have written that!" Need I go on? perhaps one more, the very first time you accidentally intentionally touch each other's skin, hair or breast, and the shock equivalent is of an electric chair shared, that requires stoppage of breathing, allowing for the full on desire to fall to the ground, thinking I'm found, I'm found out, I'm revealed, unveiled, that comes out of your eyes silently beseeching if anything could ever be better, than a joy undefinable. and a memory memorized forever, that defines, that makes one fine, that comes crossed off that secret list, one more of the undefined of being alive and changes you for the entirety, and the subtlest shade meanings of the phrase. just for the rest of your life is immortalized <> now, here. I cease. quite pleased, that I do indeed! remember; begin again to recall how to breathe out, then in… and then, tho still off kilter, again, and a gain <nml> 7:58am Tuesday Sep 9 Twenty 25

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Love Me, Love Me Not I think it is unkind for me to be in love and be in love still I think it is unkind for me to love you Like every other petal of a flower I did not pick it But it is wilting either way.

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Feb 24, 2025

Feb 24, 2025 at 1:27 PM UTC

Kuch_baatein_khud_se

Undefined love

Love Me, Love Me Not I think it is unkind for me to be in love and be in love still I think it is unkind for me to love you Like every other petal of a flower I did not pick it But it is wilting either way.

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her beauty is undefinable a force to be reckoned with a force without a name you cannot put a name to something so constit antly changing her beauty changes at the speed of light never in sight long enough to take a picure all though it lingers long enough to make you think it might exist her beauty is raw undiluted exposed it takes a whole new kind of bravery to let such honesty show she dares to mask nothing leaving herself on display her in depth vulnerability mixed with passionate intensity reels strangers in until they cannot look away her beauty is undefinable simply impossibly to name when you meet her, you'll be overwhelmed irrevocably changed but as much as you will grow to love her you will not be able to stay

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Jul 6, 2021

Jul 6, 2021 at 12:17 PM UTC

BeckieDandThePoetry

beauty undefined

her beauty is undefinable a force to be reckoned with a force without a name you cannot put a name to something so constit antly changing her beauty changes at the speed of light never in sight long enough to take a picure all though it lingers long enough to make you think it might exist her beauty is raw undiluted exposed it takes a whole new kind of bravery to let such honesty show she dares to mask nothing leaving herself on display her in depth vulnerability mixed with passionate intensity reels strangers in until they cannot look away her beauty is undefinable simply impossibly to name when you meet her, you'll be overwhelmed irrevocably changed but as much as you will grow to love her you will not be able to stay

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Split pathways splayed on palms and face Each line runs according to its own race Deep, undefined or shifting aside Inescapable writings on the walls Nothing seems straightforward at all On reviewing in hindsight The circumstance of chance How much space do we have to play Was I supposed to be late Another carrier of an attitudinal barrier Loss of control often feels immeasurable Despite conflicts of character At times are we in charge of our own lives

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Aug 3, 2020

Aug 3, 2020 at 1:39 PM UTC

PoeticTetra

Fate

Split pathways splayed on palms and face Each line runs according to its own race Deep, undefined or shifting aside Inescapable writings on the walls Nothing seems straightforward at all On reviewing in hindsight The circumstance of chance How much space do we have to play Was I supposed to be late Another carrier of an attitudinal barrier Loss of control often feels immeasurable Despite conflicts of character At times are we in charge of our own lives

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the meaning of beauty is undefined❣ ❤❤❤ i know i'm ugly not too beautiful❣ neither the color nor the shape of body❣ nothing i have❣ ❤❤❤ but when; he says that you're the most beautiful girl in this word❣ you are my paradise❣ ❤❤❤ only you.... you are my desire only you.... so much that i admire only you.... setting my world on fire 🌸🌸🌸 with your heart with your smile with your love 🌸🌸🌸 ALWAYS YOU FOR ME ONLY YOU

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Jul 2, 2020

Jul 2, 2020 at 10:14 PM UTC

nidhi0987654321

B❣E❣A❣U❣T❣F❣U❣L

the meaning of beauty is undefined❣ ❤❤❤ i know i'm ugly not too beautiful❣ neither the color nor the shape of body❣ nothing i have❣ ❤❤❤ but when; he says that you're the most beautiful girl in this word❣ you are my paradise❣ ❤❤❤ only you.... you are my desire only you.... so much that i admire only you.... setting my world on fire 🌸🌸🌸 with your heart with your smile with your love 🌸🌸🌸 ALWAYS YOU FOR ME ONLY YOU

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Never come here again I must have been delusional when I said This is your home Now I know the truth that You don't belong here You chose these loneliness You chose to leave I was wrong to think You were afraid of love In your palm of your hand My happiness should always be Mine You have never admonished Your own faults I forgive you for Nothing Your betrayals means I went through hell because of you I will never tell you Please comeback!!! -read from bottom to top

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Jun 10, 2020

Jun 10, 2020 at 3:28 PM UTC

None

What if I want you back

Never come here again I must have been delusional when I said This is your home Now I know the truth that You don't belong here You chose these loneliness You chose to leave I was wrong to think You were afraid of love In your palm of your hand My happiness should always be Mine You have never admonished Your own faults I forgive you for Nothing Your betrayals means I went through hell because of you I will never tell you Please comeback!!! -read from bottom to top

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someone in the room asked, "what is one thing you would want to change about a girl?" she turned her gaze, with a wine glass wrapped in her delicate fingers, "To be a woman." her answer instigated the audience, some stared at her, puzzled and confused some who understood her, looked at her intently intrigued. "I sense a charisma of Athena," a witty man approached, showing his well-sculpted physique, "you're silver-eyed and daring." she wasn't one for flattery, "She's Helen of Troy," another man walked, cornering her "bringing armies to heel with a turn of her head." she flashed a daunting smile, sipping the remaining blood red wine, "I am no goddess, but a woman; because to be a woman, is to be undefined." IA

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May 25, 2020

May 25, 2020 at 10:40 AM UTC

sincerelyileana

woman undefined

someone in the room asked, "what is one thing you would want to change about a girl?" she turned her gaze, with a wine glass wrapped in her delicate fingers, "To be a woman." her answer instigated the audience, some stared at her, puzzled and confused some who understood her, looked at her intently intrigued. "I sense a charisma of Athena," a witty man approached, showing his well-sculpted physique, "you're silver-eyed and daring." she wasn't one for flattery, "She's Helen of Troy," another man walked, cornering her "bringing armies to heel with a turn of her head." she flashed a daunting smile, sipping the remaining blood red wine, "I am no goddess, but a woman; because to be a woman, is to be undefined." IA

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What is it's meaning? I may never know, I may have to keep dreaming And let it flow. Flow through my veins, See it from afar, Unshackle its chains, Allow it to bruise and scar Through flesh and bone, Head and heart. Ruptured then sewn, So I don't fall apart. Back and forth it goes, All through my head Like beatings and blows. Exposed on the bed, Vulnerable and raw. It plays on my mind, I watch it with awe. It cannot be defined. Uncertainty is rife, While some may panic, It is here I thrive, Neither worried nor manic. I trust in the universe, I know it will be right. While this may be adverse, I choose to see the light.

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Apr 25, 2020

Apr 25, 2020 at 12:30 PM UTC

hiddenmessages

Love Undefined

What is it's meaning? I may never know, I may have to keep dreaming And let it flow. Flow through my veins, See it from afar, Unshackle its chains, Allow it to bruise and scar Through flesh and bone, Head and heart. Ruptured then sewn, So I don't fall apart. Back and forth it goes, All through my head Like beatings and blows. Exposed on the bed, Vulnerable and raw. It plays on my mind, I watch it with awe. It cannot be defined. Uncertainty is rife, While some may panic, It is here I thrive, Neither worried nor manic. I trust in the universe, I know it will be right. While this may be adverse, I choose to see the light.

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I am an outcast Too weird to be normal But not weird enough to fit in with the weirdos I have no place An orphan, rejected They do not understand me Nor do they try And I gave up trying to fit in I am an outcast Lurking in the shadows Waiting for the moon to shed light on me

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Apr 24, 2020

Apr 24, 2020 at 5:50 AM UTC

Prescott-19Queen

OUTCAST.

I am an outcast Too weird to be normal But not weird enough to fit in with the weirdos I have no place An orphan, rejected They do not understand me Nor do they try And I gave up trying to fit in I am an outcast Lurking in the shadows Waiting for the moon to shed light on me

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They say love is the equivalent to the air that gives us sustenance. It keeps us alive What if that love become addictively toxic Calling from the seductive abyss, it whispers your names When the deafening silence is screaming In the dead of the night, Your truthful minds in control Pictured in a montage of guidance You can know longer hide, a piercing uncensored truth your hearts true feelings, saddened breaks down and cry You love each other wholeheartedly This is without an ounce of doubt The unspoken truth is You both know you sinfully bad for one another This will never change, from this waking daydream you want to completely breakout When you love, He hates A constant cause and effect likened to aphrodite in the heat of summer the passion is so raw, you believe you were hexed One moment you both vindictively breaking each other down The next your clothes get strewn to the floor Getting lost in a lustful haze Yet both having one hand on the door. Hungrily taking in every taste and feeling every feathered touch This crazy love is what you both crave Your soul lustfully thirst for A hungered desire that's never enough.

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Oct 26, 2019

Oct 26, 2019 at 7:34 AM UTC

faizel-farzee

Distorted Lovers

They say love is the equivalent to the air that gives us sustenance. It keeps us alive What if that love become addictively toxic Calling from the seductive abyss, it whispers your names When the deafening silence is screaming In the dead of the night, Your truthful minds in control Pictured in a montage of guidance You can know longer hide, a piercing uncensored truth your hearts true feelings, saddened breaks down and cry You love each other wholeheartedly This is without an ounce of doubt The unspoken truth is You both know you sinfully bad for one another This will never change, from this waking daydream you want to completely breakout When you love, He hates A constant cause and effect likened to aphrodite in the heat of summer the passion is so raw, you believe you were hexed One moment you both vindictively breaking each other down The next your clothes get strewn to the floor Getting lost in a lustful haze Yet both having one hand on the door. Hungrily taking in every taste and feeling every feathered touch This crazy love is what you both crave Your soul lustfully thirst for A hungered desire that's never enough.

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Sometimes I feel invisible. My surroundings consist of barrier reefs And schools of exotic fish. I am just a guppy in saltwater. Out of place and out of mind. And yet visible and more than often declined. Where do I belong? In freshwater or the sea? Why must life be so hard for a saltwater guppy like me?

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Mar 26, 2019

Mar 26, 2019 at 10:42 PM UTC

AmyC

Saltwater Guppy

Sometimes I feel invisible. My surroundings consist of barrier reefs And schools of exotic fish. I am just a guppy in saltwater. Out of place and out of mind. And yet visible and more than often declined. Where do I belong? In freshwater or the sea? Why must life be so hard for a saltwater guppy like me?

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Perfection. A word that has been defined and redefined by our conceptions. A word without true universal meaning as it's so controversial. You and I don't have the same perception, our views are flawed by human nature. But what is perfection in the heads of humanity? What is perfection when lies rule reality?

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May 18, 2018

May 18, 2018 at 12:42 PM UTC

JayNovaDayz

Perfection

Perfection. A word that has been defined and redefined by our conceptions. A word without true universal meaning as it's so controversial. You and I don't have the same perception, our views are flawed by human nature. But what is perfection in the heads of humanity? What is perfection when lies rule reality?

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I am darkness I am light, I am chaos I am might, lies and truth unite, Fear and bravery, envy with hatred and love finally combined, I am the difference between illusions and dreams, nothing as it seems, Nightmares and mirrages, a realm of infinity and finite by its means, I am fusion and fission, with one simple yet very complex misssion, Energy and indolence, a wall, another fence, questions upon answers If small lies give rise to grand falsities, what is the truth gonna bring ? A place where you should be able to feel reality and fantasy's sting, Apathy and concern unite, come closer I don't really bite, trust me, My teeth look sharp, yet they are blunt, you can rant or stay calm, I am a living death wandering yet standing still, does it make you ill? Generosity and greed are both present while they are missing, still! Control the lies of your uncontrollable tounge, listen to the silence, Could we possibly agree that this unanimity relies in total dissension? I am the discouragement for your precious, little yet pure intentions, Aimlessness for hope of a future unexplored yet near enough to grasp I am the rue in pride, a lamp without light, elusive but not transient, A harmonic ramgage, riots over the horizon in undefined dark light, I am malevolent and benevolent, bent yet straight, right behind you, What am I ? ~ Umi

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Mar 21, 2018

Mar 21, 2018 at 7:53 PM UTC

UmiofLove

Inexplicably Undefined

I am darkness I am light, I am chaos I am might, lies and truth unite, Fear and bravery, envy with hatred and love finally combined, I am the difference between illusions and dreams, nothing as it seems, Nightmares and mirrages, a realm of infinity and finite by its means, I am fusion and fission, with one simple yet very complex misssion, Energy and indolence, a wall, another fence, questions upon answers If small lies give rise to grand falsities, what is the truth gonna bring ? A place where you should be able to feel reality and fantasy's sting, Apathy and concern unite, come closer I don't really bite, trust me, My teeth look sharp, yet they are blunt, you can rant or stay calm, I am a living death wandering yet standing still, does it make you ill? Generosity and greed are both present while they are missing, still! Control the lies of your uncontrollable tounge, listen to the silence, Could we possibly agree that this unanimity relies in total dissension? I am the discouragement for your precious, little yet pure intentions, Aimlessness for hope of a future unexplored yet near enough to grasp I am the rue in pride, a lamp without light, elusive but not transient, A harmonic ramgage, riots over the horizon in undefined dark light, I am malevolent and benevolent, bent yet straight, right behind you, What am I ? ~ Umi

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The start is empty and dark, a realm of shadows consumes your mind, your soul and your fragile eyes with no hope for light to unfold Try leaving the rest, or better,leave it all up to your imagination, So you may not get lost in this loitering darkness which everlasts! As you progress it becomes clearer, the picture begins to form alike pieces of an distorted puzzle with discord in between each of them. When you close the door and enter once more however you will never know what you find, the image truly has corrupted itself, This place is a secret which holds no meaning; Absolutely Undefined A shadow can change its shape, reconstruct itself and resize too, What you get may be what you see, though is it really what you get if you aren't able to trust your eyes through this ominous tenebrosity A labyrinth, unhinged, seemingly endless cast away in illusion awaits those who make it through without being blinded by their eyes, But why make progress, I will send you back to the start, empty and dark so that the joy of exploring this world of change never ends. All or nothing, what is the goal, in this undefined loitering darkness. ~ Umi

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Mar 12, 2018

Mar 12, 2018 at 7:34 AM UTC

UmiofLove

Absolutely Undefined

The start is empty and dark, a realm of shadows consumes your mind, your soul and your fragile eyes with no hope for light to unfold Try leaving the rest, or better,leave it all up to your imagination, So you may not get lost in this loitering darkness which everlasts! As you progress it becomes clearer, the picture begins to form alike pieces of an distorted puzzle with discord in between each of them. When you close the door and enter once more however you will never know what you find, the image truly has corrupted itself, This place is a secret which holds no meaning; Absolutely Undefined A shadow can change its shape, reconstruct itself and resize too, What you get may be what you see, though is it really what you get if you aren't able to trust your eyes through this ominous tenebrosity A labyrinth, unhinged, seemingly endless cast away in illusion awaits those who make it through without being blinded by their eyes, But why make progress, I will send you back to the start, empty and dark so that the joy of exploring this world of change never ends. All or nothing, what is the goal, in this undefined loitering darkness. ~ Umi

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Blank expression expresses enough thoughts the unlived unemoted invasive grows undefined remaining unused words undelighted lazy curves untriggered to any stimuli selected to roam mindscapes honest to the truth.

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Feb 3, 2018

Feb 3, 2018 at 3:49 AM UTC

druzzy_any

Blankness

Blank expression expresses enough thoughts the unlived unemoted invasive grows undefined remaining unused words undelighted lazy curves untriggered to any stimuli selected to roam mindscapes honest to the truth.

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A poet is: Someone who makes the ugly, beautiful. Someone who makes the beautiful, obscure. Someone who makes the obscure, understandable. Someone who makes the understandable, amazing. A poet is: Someone who uses words, to make art. Someone who looks at art, and sees a story. Someone who looks at a story, and sees a purpose. Someone who sees a purpose, and uses it. A poet is: Someone who sees hatred, and writes hatred. Someone who sees love, and writes love. Someone who feels sad, and writes sad. Someone who sees kindness, and writes kindness. A poet can be anyone. A poet can write about anything. A poet can be implicit. A poet can be explicit. A poet can be hidden. A poet can be famous. You can be a poet. The only rule is to write.

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Jan 11, 2018

Jan 11, 2018 at 5:14 PM UTC

Rose-Sweetz

Poet

A poet is: Someone who makes the ugly, beautiful. Someone who makes the beautiful, obscure. Someone who makes the obscure, understandable. Someone who makes the understandable, amazing. A poet is: Someone who uses words, to make art. Someone who looks at art, and sees a story. Someone who looks at a story, and sees a purpose. Someone who sees a purpose, and uses it. A poet is: Someone who sees hatred, and writes hatred. Someone who sees love, and writes love. Someone who feels sad, and writes sad. Someone who sees kindness, and writes kindness. A poet can be anyone. A poet can write about anything. A poet can be implicit. A poet can be explicit. A poet can be hidden. A poet can be famous. You can be a poet. The only rule is to write.

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