"ablation" poems - Hello Poetry

The red of cigarette ashes contrasts the white upon the snow. The expanse is unbroken as his gaze wanders lonely plains. He takes one puff; then another; then another one so he can forget her face, and remember how it feels to live again. His parka is unzipped as he breathes in air so cold, and cigarette cherries reach his palm and burn away cold contemplations. He smiles at the Arctic gods' cool ministrations; their fervent consolations for the love he is smoking and forgetting in the snow. He zips up his jacket, tosses ashes far below. He turns away, his footsteps marking the white waste. They are the only remnant of his remembering ablation, and soon, they too, are absorbed by the plateau.

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Mar 4, 2015

Mar 4, 2015 at 10:28 PM UTC

ian-steele

Arctic Smoke

The red of cigarette ashes contrasts the white upon the snow. The expanse is unbroken as his gaze wanders lonely plains. He takes one puff; then another; then another one so he can forget her face, and remember how it feels to live again. His parka is unzipped as he breathes in air so cold, and cigarette cherries reach his palm and burn away cold contemplations. He smiles at the Arctic gods' cool ministrations; their fervent consolations for the love he is smoking and forgetting in the snow. He zips up his jacket, tosses ashes far below. He turns away, his footsteps marking the white waste. They are the only remnant of his remembering ablation, and soon, they too, are absorbed by the plateau.

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I always saw a fascination in the stars, the far away galaxies Your eyes, the creases in your hands The way these all formed together in a constellation Exploding with stellar being Everything about you was celestial. Hours studying Zodiac signs left me empty I needed to find myself in your solar system Forcing life onto other planets Deserted meteors I saw in your mind I wanted to restore you. As I looked to you I felt ablation My mind melting away the ideas of horoscopes Making room for you and your astro being Never once wanting any sort of apastron I awaited the chaos. You are an evolved star Burning out slowly, ever so Sinking to be extragalactic A place I never imagined I was far from extraterrestrial. But orbiting around you I felt the brightness of our galactic halo Pushing deeper to reach your nucleus, I became your gravity As one, our luminosity pressed tightly on all sides Forcing darkness to disband, a large nova exploding from us And now we are an elliptical galaxy.

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Jan 21, 2015

Jan 21, 2015 at 11:23 PM UTC

samantha-neal

Astrology

I always saw a fascination in the stars, the far away galaxies Your eyes, the creases in your hands The way these all formed together in a constellation Exploding with stellar being Everything about you was celestial. Hours studying Zodiac signs left me empty I needed to find myself in your solar system Forcing life onto other planets Deserted meteors I saw in your mind I wanted to restore you. As I looked to you I felt ablation My mind melting away the ideas of horoscopes Making room for you and your astro being Never once wanting any sort of apastron I awaited the chaos. You are an evolved star Burning out slowly, ever so Sinking to be extragalactic A place I never imagined I was far from extraterrestrial. But orbiting around you I felt the brightness of our galactic halo Pushing deeper to reach your nucleus, I became your gravity As one, our luminosity pressed tightly on all sides Forcing darkness to disband, a large nova exploding from us And now we are an elliptical galaxy.

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When words become ablation And hands are merely frame, I stand in hesitation Avoiding vapid flame. With lack of motivation I stride with grueling step To **** sordid crustaceans Consuming my own head.

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Jul 18, 2016

Jul 18, 2016 at 11:50 PM UTC

mikayla-s-lewis

Vermins of the Mind

When words become ablation And hands are merely frame, I stand in hesitation Avoiding vapid flame. With lack of motivation I stride with grueling step To **** sordid crustaceans Consuming my own head.

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It's sad your fear Knowing that death is near You lay hapless as a newborn Covered in feces You tell me you love me You're so full of **** You would tell me anything now To save Your pathetic life But I promise to bestow upon you Something greater Something More perspicacious than life itself With your death I shall create a symphonic masterpiece In the uproar Upon finding you Naked of flesh Hanging by your intestines Will surpass that of Burke and Hare Killers extraordinaire I shall become known as The one To whom all others pay homage So pray to me and ask my forgiveness For even God knows Not to interfere with that which I create You see Crying is futile Yet your wails Sounds as beautiful music Salaciously enticing Your tongue I shall keep As a Reminder of this moment So scream my child Scream Until your heart's content And your lungs collapse For there is patience in dying And my knives Are sharper than surgeons steel So relax Time Is not of the essence here Would you Care a taste Open wide and eat of your flesh For heaven abounds in its delicacies Do you see how my dogs devour it Your breast I shall keep for myself For I find immeasurable pleasure comes From eating Chocolate covered ******* The way the areola Plays upon the palate Like a child eating Cotton Candy on a rainy day I shall relish in it's Memories forever Your eyes I will keep as witness Seeing only unto themselves Pickled and **** A perfect noon snack With crackers and tea Don't you think Imagine Their shock and awe Visualize the headlines Monster Stalks City As if My monstrosity They can envision (input demonic laughter) Monsters all of them Recycling feces upon the populace Yet There's breath in their lungs to vilify me insane Insanity could not have created death So beautifully orchestrated And demonstrated As abstract poetry Beautiful in its fluency Next only To the decay of society Your death The epitome The hallmark of all my gatherings Culminated in your sufferings Will outlive posterity And I Long dead Shall be resurrected A copycat a rock star For you see my dear It will not end With you or I Or the sudden ablation Of your flesh No You will live Until The abstraction of your heart And I promise you My love Saved for last It will be The best part

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Aug 8, 2016

Aug 8, 2016 at 4:42 PM UTC

odonko-ba

MoNstRoSiTy

It's sad your fear Knowing that death is near You lay hapless as a newborn Covered in feces You tell me you love me You're so full of **** You would tell me anything now To save Your pathetic life But I promise to bestow upon you Something greater Something More perspicacious than life itself With your death I shall create a symphonic masterpiece In the uproar Upon finding you Naked of flesh Hanging by your intestines Will surpass that of Burke and Hare Killers extraordinaire I shall become known as The one To whom all others pay homage So pray to me and ask my forgiveness For even God knows Not to interfere with that which I create You see Crying is futile Yet your wails Sounds as beautiful music Salaciously enticing Your tongue I shall keep As a Reminder of this moment So scream my child Scream Until your heart's content And your lungs collapse For there is patience in dying And my knives Are sharper than surgeons steel So relax Time Is not of the essence here Would you Care a taste Open wide and eat of your flesh For heaven abounds in its delicacies Do you see how my dogs devour it Your breast I shall keep for myself For I find immeasurable pleasure comes From eating Chocolate covered ******* The way the areola Plays upon the palate Like a child eating Cotton Candy on a rainy day I shall relish in it's Memories forever Your eyes I will keep as witness Seeing only unto themselves Pickled and **** A perfect noon snack With crackers and tea Don't you think Imagine Their shock and awe Visualize the headlines Monster Stalks City As if My monstrosity They can envision (input demonic laughter) Monsters all of them Recycling feces upon the populace Yet There's breath in their lungs to vilify me insane Insanity could not have created death So beautifully orchestrated And demonstrated As abstract poetry Beautiful in its fluency Next only To the decay of society Your death The epitome The hallmark of all my gatherings Culminated in your sufferings Will outlive posterity And I Long dead Shall be resurrected A copycat a rock star For you see my dear It will not end With you or I Or the sudden ablation Of your flesh No You will live Until The abstraction of your heart And I promise you My love Saved for last It will be The best part

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They cut, crush, cauterize or tie off the eyestalk of female prawns and shrimp to stimulate faster reproduction usually without anesthesia I often wonder the complexity of pain felt when they flail about helplessly disoriented and dissevered Do they rejoice? For their life has a gained greater purpose. Or do they mourn what once was? For the following generations will be disease-prone and decline and suffer and decay. Nothing we haven't already done to ourselves admittedly. We might actually be the only organisms unable to cohabitate with each other. We seek God to fear our actions that are preached as sins. It keeps us good and honest Yet our empires and civilizations repeatedly fall generation after generation as power is granted to our rulers that partake in Eyestalk Ablation. For we worship them over God himself. It's a good thing we were getting tired of God anyways.

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Apr 15, 2025

Apr 15, 2025 at 3:36 PM UTC

VV105

Eyestalk Ablation

They cut, crush, cauterize or tie off the eyestalk of female prawns and shrimp to stimulate faster reproduction usually without anesthesia I often wonder the complexity of pain felt when they flail about helplessly disoriented and dissevered Do they rejoice? For their life has a gained greater purpose. Or do they mourn what once was? For the following generations will be disease-prone and decline and suffer and decay. Nothing we haven't already done to ourselves admittedly. We might actually be the only organisms unable to cohabitate with each other. We seek God to fear our actions that are preached as sins. It keeps us good and honest Yet our empires and civilizations repeatedly fall generation after generation as power is granted to our rulers that partake in Eyestalk Ablation. For we worship them over God himself. It's a good thing we were getting tired of God anyways.

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A pair of once clear blue eyes And a small mouth in silent desolation, both shut, but warm and so brave and wise to fight against painful memory ablation. A mixture of perfume and dust Added to this peculiar presence Or a puzzled piece of the sun at dusk Mixed in a strong, bottled essence. Some bare foot steps on an oaken floor, wrinkled hands and silk curtains get drawn, A gentle touch of both old and cold **** And maybe the armchair contemplating yesterday's dawn. who was that, passing on the main road? who knows, but that ponytail looked so familiar! now and here, when time seems to have slowed, when no visit is ever auxiliary ... there are no steps coming through the old door, and waiting is the only thing left to do, until all of these hopes will no longer be sore or maybe memories will fade away too...

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Aug 11, 2017

Aug 11, 2017 at 6:38 AM UTC

ioana-silvia-manea

Loneliness

A pair of once clear blue eyes And a small mouth in silent desolation, both shut, but warm and so brave and wise to fight against painful memory ablation. A mixture of perfume and dust Added to this peculiar presence Or a puzzled piece of the sun at dusk Mixed in a strong, bottled essence. Some bare foot steps on an oaken floor, wrinkled hands and silk curtains get drawn, A gentle touch of both old and cold **** And maybe the armchair contemplating yesterday's dawn. who was that, passing on the main road? who knows, but that ponytail looked so familiar! now and here, when time seems to have slowed, when no visit is ever auxiliary ... there are no steps coming through the old door, and waiting is the only thing left to do, until all of these hopes will no longer be sore or maybe memories will fade away too...

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Formless, hidden flagrance Bastardizations Subconscious invasions Derealization Murderous mindless mental gobbledygook Aloof, to bide inside and take a look Spurious flourish in acrid abhorrence Tis the demon Which lies within That tells me lies And promotes sin Trials of toilsome interims Stagnate and rot, in mine, chagrin Ineffectual ****** aggravations Sordid, torrid want, ablation Putrescence of evanescence Sorrowful warbles in gargling marbles Choking on hope, extinguishing flames of my name and making Prodding the prongs of the timeless song Rending and rendering nought to which I belong Seeing sights, in blindness bind, simulations of kindness, in emptiest minds I've seen it screaming, deadened in the dark It doth implore me, say'n only "Hark!" Tell me truly, what unruly things of which you speak Portent futures ever looming, bleak Unspeakable things I cannot be I will not be but me I am not apostate To lunacy

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Jul 22, 2019

Jul 22, 2019 at 7:05 PM UTC

dan-hess

Lunatic Apostate

Formless, hidden flagrance Bastardizations Subconscious invasions Derealization Murderous mindless mental gobbledygook Aloof, to bide inside and take a look Spurious flourish in acrid abhorrence Tis the demon Which lies within That tells me lies And promotes sin Trials of toilsome interims Stagnate and rot, in mine, chagrin Ineffectual ****** aggravations Sordid, torrid want, ablation Putrescence of evanescence Sorrowful warbles in gargling marbles Choking on hope, extinguishing flames of my name and making Prodding the prongs of the timeless song Rending and rendering nought to which I belong Seeing sights, in blindness bind, simulations of kindness, in emptiest minds I've seen it screaming, deadened in the dark It doth implore me, say'n only "Hark!" Tell me truly, what unruly things of which you speak Portent futures ever looming, bleak Unspeakable things I cannot be I will not be but me I am not apostate To lunacy

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I cannot breathe, the first time you ask me to leave I cannot sleep, my knees keep trembling and I feel so weak My stomach is pulling me in and out of my mind I'm loosing myself in sickness and in fray All I wanted is to be okay, till death rip me apart I cannot close my eyes, I'm melting inside I kept hearing words, letters, numbers and voices I needed time, space and the unknown pull me back up throw me out throw me up let me out breathe in and spiral me out this needs to stop I cannot breathe, the first time you ask me to leave I was staring right back at you staring deep into those eyes so deep, that I cannot let this happen How can I let this celestial beauty pass by I want to dive deep inside those binary eyes Explore the undiplomatic universe I'll shoot myself into flare Wander in every unknown galaxies Watch the all the stars explode all the black holes implode Watch us our soul perform the ablation I'll ride the Oort Cloud Navigate every quadrant Jump from planet to planet And discover the hidden truth about those eyes those psychotic and hypnotic eyes Why would you not let me in? Inside those beautiful head of yours? Now, I cannot breathe again, and again, and again and again None of us can leave, Neither of us can escape My body's starts shaking My head is all over the place I cannot breathe, when you ask me to leave This hands keeps writing about a distant memory from the future the words were: "This is not happening, this is only exist in your head, those little voices are your worst enemy and hey guest what? your best friend. They exist so you can live, they creep at night to tell yout to sleep But you're so afraid of them that's why you can't sleep" I got up went to the bathroom sink splash some water on my face I look in to the mirror I stare at it and for the longest time I look at my face and I said: "You can leave"

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Aug 9, 2019

Aug 9, 2019 at 1:39 AM UTC

raquezha

i can/t

I cannot breathe, the first time you ask me to leave I cannot sleep, my knees keep trembling and I feel so weak My stomach is pulling me in and out of my mind I'm loosing myself in sickness and in fray All I wanted is to be okay, till death rip me apart I cannot close my eyes, I'm melting inside I kept hearing words, letters, numbers and voices I needed time, space and the unknown pull me back up throw me out throw me up let me out breathe in and spiral me out this needs to stop I cannot breathe, the first time you ask me to leave I was staring right back at you staring deep into those eyes so deep, that I cannot let this happen How can I let this celestial beauty pass by I want to dive deep inside those binary eyes Explore the undiplomatic universe I'll shoot myself into flare Wander in every unknown galaxies Watch the all the stars explode all the black holes implode Watch us our soul perform the ablation I'll ride the Oort Cloud Navigate every quadrant Jump from planet to planet And discover the hidden truth about those eyes those psychotic and hypnotic eyes Why would you not let me in? Inside those beautiful head of yours? Now, I cannot breathe again, and again, and again and again None of us can leave, Neither of us can escape My body's starts shaking My head is all over the place I cannot breathe, when you ask me to leave This hands keeps writing about a distant memory from the future the words were: "This is not happening, this is only exist in your head, those little voices are your worst enemy and hey guest what? your best friend. They exist so you can live, they creep at night to tell yout to sleep But you're so afraid of them that's why you can't sleep" I got up went to the bathroom sink splash some water on my face I look in to the mirror I stare at it and for the longest time I look at my face and I said: "You can leave"

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(alternately titled: aery diction galloped jocosely) Abbreviation asper "FAKE" abdication (wishful thinking), an aberration Trump accepted abjuration (or alternative) i.e. ablation, thee apprenticed president, would never forsake abnegation (sooner his cold, dead paws pried loose Putin on the Ritz Carlton), this abomination, his indiscriminate abrogation appears (underwent) acceleration autocratic accentuation Americans aver acceptation, acclamation, acclimation, accommodation "FAKE" accreditation, averse Hispanic refugee acculturation, he blithely asseverates, viz faux ******* up) accumulation unfairly ********* accusation (baseless bigotry) scapegoating fifty plus shades brown illegal aliens despite provable residency status conveniently citing himself perforce repetition validates accustomation touts "FAKE" non hardy laurels spilt, spelt, and smelt acetification reign ruination unleashing acetylation promoting political acidulation SCOTUS acrimonious activation authoritarian smug egoistic actualization nepotism, jingoism, despotism actuation atavistic, apathetic, allergic adaptation acquiescent, arrant, abhorrent adjudication Machiavellian aggressive adjuration acrimonious atrocious administration alarming, appalling, arresting admiration abysmal, artificial, asymmetrical adoration awful adulation, ambivalent apathetic adulteration avast averse adumbration adulteration affair advocation barren aeration puffed hirsute aerosolization.

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Sep 6, 2018

Sep 6, 2018 at 2:32 AM UTC

matthew-scott-harris2p

Trenchant Recalcitrant Poet Welcomes Animadversion

(alternately titled: aery diction galloped jocosely) Abbreviation asper "FAKE" abdication (wishful thinking), an aberration Trump accepted abjuration (or alternative) i.e. ablation, thee apprenticed president, would never forsake abnegation (sooner his cold, dead paws pried loose Putin on the Ritz Carlton), this abomination, his indiscriminate abrogation appears (underwent) acceleration autocratic accentuation Americans aver acceptation, acclamation, acclimation, accommodation "FAKE" accreditation, averse Hispanic refugee acculturation, he blithely asseverates, viz faux ******* up) accumulation unfairly ********* accusation (baseless bigotry) scapegoating fifty plus shades brown illegal aliens despite provable residency status conveniently citing himself perforce repetition validates accustomation touts "FAKE" non hardy laurels spilt, spelt, and smelt acetification reign ruination unleashing acetylation promoting political acidulation SCOTUS acrimonious activation authoritarian smug egoistic actualization nepotism, jingoism, despotism actuation atavistic, apathetic, allergic adaptation acquiescent, arrant, abhorrent adjudication Machiavellian aggressive adjuration acrimonious atrocious administration alarming, appalling, arresting admiration abysmal, artificial, asymmetrical adoration awful adulation, ambivalent apathetic adulteration avast averse adumbration adulteration affair advocation barren aeration puffed hirsute aerosolization.

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You can't rush inspiration, Unless I'm inspired by you To lose you I't be an ablation So I'll never say "adieu". And if you leave before your day And depart from the world too young I'll disperse your pieces in the bay And in the name of love be hung.

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Jan 17, 2018

Jan 17, 2018 at 3:41 PM UTC

ogchickenking

Inspiration

You can't rush inspiration, Unless I'm inspired by you To lose you I't be an ablation So I'll never say "adieu". And if you leave before your day And depart from the world too young I'll disperse your pieces in the bay And in the name of love be hung.

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