#wail - Hello Poetry

Layer by layer the wailing wall still weeps leaks life still happy to receive prayers to gods who no longer reside no longer invest in their attempt to subdue a fierce people. And the river offers up her long laughter below.

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Aug 9, 2021

Aug 9, 2021 at 1:51 PM UTC

stevejeff

Wailing Wall

Layer by layer the wailing wall still weeps leaks life still happy to receive prayers to gods who no longer reside no longer invest in their attempt to subdue a fierce people. And the river offers up her long laughter below.

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i cried when you died i died when you wept and wailed

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Feb 5, 2015

Feb 5, 2015 at 9:51 PM UTC

glassReader

Died

i cried when you died i died when you wept and wailed

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Your words reek with lies You've hurt me too many times I'll never trust a word out your mouth You saw me cry with my heart spilled out Yet you did it again After saying "Never again..." Our mother can't see through your poison My tolerance has been growing thin "Stop doing this!" I scream and wail Don't you dare spit another tale. My soul aches with despair hidden Anything but happiness feels forbidden

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Jun 25, 2018

Jun 25, 2018 at 8:25 PM UTC

e_mcnamara

Lies Have Become You

Your words reek with lies You've hurt me too many times I'll never trust a word out your mouth You saw me cry with my heart spilled out Yet you did it again After saying "Never again..." Our mother can't see through your poison My tolerance has been growing thin "Stop doing this!" I scream and wail Don't you dare spit another tale. My soul aches with despair hidden Anything but happiness feels forbidden

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I scream at her. I tell her she's ugly And too loyal, That she doesn't work hard enough. She is not enough. She is nothing. I wail at her That she is too open, Too soft, Too forgiving. That everything she gets She deserves. I scream awful tears and hit her. She shatters- I stare at my bloodied hands and broken mirror. I am nothing.

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Apr 3, 2018

Apr 3, 2018 at 9:46 PM UTC

e_mcnamara

She is Nothing (Part 1)

I scream at her. I tell her she's ugly And too loyal, That she doesn't work hard enough. She is not enough. She is nothing. I wail at her That she is too open, Too soft, Too forgiving. That everything she gets She deserves. I scream awful tears and hit her. She shatters- I stare at my bloodied hands and broken mirror. I am nothing.

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It's going to be a jolly grand day Nothing will get in the way This life is boring Time to go snoring I'm done with 'noRmALitY' And ready for a fatality I buy a lot No food for thought I buy what I can find Who cares if it's a crime? I'm looking for airtime This is out of hand... As I take more and more sand "I'm HUNGRY!" OH, iT hAs HIt Me I'M FEEling PReTTY fuNkY I WAnt TO dANCE I Want TO PrANce i SEe a lEDGE i'm ON tHe EDgE I loOk DOWN REaDy For THE cOuNTdowN THreE, TwO... "one"

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Aug 5, 2017

Aug 5, 2017 at 6:56 PM UTC

austinmccoy

Gladly Madly

It's going to be a jolly grand day Nothing will get in the way This life is boring Time to go snoring I'm done with 'noRmALitY' And ready for a fatality I buy a lot No food for thought I buy what I can find Who cares if it's a crime? I'm looking for airtime This is out of hand... As I take more and more sand "I'm HUNGRY!" OH, iT hAs HIt Me I'M FEEling PReTTY fuNkY I WAnt TO dANCE I Want TO PrANce i SEe a lEDGE i'm ON tHe EDgE I loOk DOWN REaDy For THE cOuNTdowN THreE, TwO... "one"

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You once had me in the palm of your hand, But you squeezed too hard, I could not breathe, I could not shout, And now - I Just Want To Be Let Out. I cry and scream, Kick and flail, Silent anguish turn into wails, Oh how our love so frail, Is Gone, Has Failed.

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May 7, 2015

May 7, 2015 at 11:52 AM UTC

nephy

On Outage

You once had me in the palm of your hand, But you squeezed too hard, I could not breathe, I could not shout, And now - I Just Want To Be Let Out. I cry and scream, Kick and flail, Silent anguish turn into wails, Oh how our love so frail, Is Gone, Has Failed.

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Relatives of dead convicts with debauched faces and curly headed sailors sing morose melodies to the wail of saxophones screaming strings clashing cymbals and the rattle of kettle drums.

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Sep 14, 2014

Sep 14, 2014 at 4:55 AM UTC

kenneth-walter-simpson

Dissonance

Relatives of dead convicts with debauched faces and curly headed sailors sing morose melodies to the wail of saxophones screaming strings clashing cymbals and the rattle of kettle drums.

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