"containable" poems - Hello Poetry

a breath of fresh air tickles still-waters a lone swan's quill let fall, takes flight carpe diem ― nigh weightless, buoyantly skitters across the water, laissez faire; barely dimpling the shallow peace on a lake in the wood a wild feather's mindless pirouettes emanate from the steeping silence lapping its superficial refection the true nature of wildness, unspoken freedom, an untamed wilder – ness skims the skinny waters seeking their own level; leaving no trace of ever being containable like a breath of fresh air reinvigorates unconquerable souls touching in the conscious moment ― a gentle passing breeze arousing a rogue gust Jesse Stillwater 01 June 2018

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Jun 1, 2018

Jun 1, 2018 at 11:16 AM UTC

jesse-stillwater

a breath of fresh air tickles still-waters

a breath of fresh air tickles still-waters a lone swan's quill let fall, takes flight carpe diem ― nigh weightless, buoyantly skitters across the water, laissez faire; barely dimpling the shallow peace on a lake in the wood a wild feather's mindless pirouettes emanate from the steeping silence lapping its superficial refection the true nature of wildness, unspoken freedom, an untamed wilder – ness skims the skinny waters seeking their own level; leaving no trace of ever being containable like a breath of fresh air reinvigorates unconquerable souls touching in the conscious moment ― a gentle passing breeze arousing a rogue gust Jesse Stillwater 01 June 2018

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This gun to the temple of my dome I am faced with a single question *Should I shoot? Or let fly the words just uttered?* The mouth of the devil’s minion lies open nagging and picking picking and nagging at a lost cause - a deaf cause And Yet it feels it angers it rages no longer containable it erupts no clip for a gun only bullets of air air of truth and so I choose and before I think TRIGGER a crescendo of cacophony HATE A tear falls. The truth escapes. A jaw drops. she did it to herself all those years of nonstop badgering she did it to herself all those years of hypocrisy and disrespect she did it to herself blood flows from her eyes for my pleasure a stream of emotion dammed by emptiness she did it to herself

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Dec 3, 2012

Dec 3, 2012 at 12:02 PM UTC

taru-marcellus

She Did it to Herself

This gun to the temple of my dome I am faced with a single question *Should I shoot? Or let fly the words just uttered?* The mouth of the devil’s minion lies open nagging and picking picking and nagging at a lost cause - a deaf cause And Yet it feels it angers it rages no longer containable it erupts no clip for a gun only bullets of air air of truth and so I choose and before I think TRIGGER a crescendo of cacophony HATE A tear falls. The truth escapes. A jaw drops. she did it to herself all those years of nonstop badgering she did it to herself all those years of hypocrisy and disrespect she did it to herself blood flows from her eyes for my pleasure a stream of emotion dammed by emptiness she did it to herself

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The deeper the veins of a silent rising fountainhead reach, awaking a muse more chilling than the truth in the blood ― a cold stillness stirs that lets me feel an unheeded sigh cast in the wind A breathe of words from a sudden burst of silence, tossed like a handful of dust lost in a rush of wind ― a beclouded murmur fleeted; holding your breath as the aching passion manifest, no longer containable I really wonder if you even know or care who's behind the dark cracked glass ― you learn to live with what’s broken to survive... learning to look in the eyes of a dark horse in a tight-lipped mirror, to hear what’s pushed back down unswallowed Staring down the muted throat of the voiceless; feeling the anxiety of held breath, turning blue afraid to exhale If you look at these words and remember there was nothing left to lose, then you'll see the meaning ― I don't need to hear you tell me to re-lock all the doors I wish I never opened; knowing there are still moments when it leaks out of my silence Someday, at first light, a songbird hearkens the morning dew's passage; I’ll take heed a song of deliverance and rise up from bended knees ... but right now I’m still learning how to live alone Jesse e Stillwater

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May 2, 2018

May 2, 2018 at 2:05 PM UTC

jesse-stillwater

The Rising

The deeper the veins of a silent rising fountainhead reach, awaking a muse more chilling than the truth in the blood ― a cold stillness stirs that lets me feel an unheeded sigh cast in the wind A breathe of words from a sudden burst of silence, tossed like a handful of dust lost in a rush of wind ― a beclouded murmur fleeted; holding your breath as the aching passion manifest, no longer containable I really wonder if you even know or care who's behind the dark cracked glass ― you learn to live with what’s broken to survive... learning to look in the eyes of a dark horse in a tight-lipped mirror, to hear what’s pushed back down unswallowed Staring down the muted throat of the voiceless; feeling the anxiety of held breath, turning blue afraid to exhale If you look at these words and remember there was nothing left to lose, then you'll see the meaning ― I don't need to hear you tell me to re-lock all the doors I wish I never opened; knowing there are still moments when it leaks out of my silence Someday, at first light, a songbird hearkens the morning dew's passage; I’ll take heed a song of deliverance and rise up from bended knees ... but right now I’m still learning how to live alone Jesse e Stillwater

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There was always at least five feet between us. It was actually a good thing in the preliminary stage. We could lock eyes without the urgent need to look away too soon. The intensity was containable in those five feet. (speaks very fast) And then my stupid self went around and quickly covered four of those five feet. It is the laws of mitotic cell division god ****** You do not grow four feet in a day. You grow inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter. Ask him about that literature assignment. Shakespeare is responsible for excess glutton in today’s pick up lines. Wait for your friends to dare him to kiss you on a Truth and Dare. Wait for him to want to. Then, tell him, maybe, I like you. That, in that one foot perimeter, I could see golden flakes in the circles of his eyes when clearly they are brown should have been the first sign that it was a bad idea. Five feet was our perimeter. Five feet was where we stopped. (points to own body) Five feet is where I stop. For, I will never be anyone else but me. I will never experience, firsthand at least, what it is like to be a lanky six footer who hunches because she doesn't know what to do with her body. Or her exhilaration when she finds the basketball court. I will never experience being the Egyptian boy who has a chemistry counter in his kitchen, who asks his maid to buy him potassium nitrate. I won't know what it is like to be his maid who almost got arrested for asking to buy potassium nitrate (a component of explosives) in Egypt. I shall never experience courting like the characters in a Jane Austen novel. And how nice it must feel, feeling beautiful. And I will never ever experience, what it is like to be his girlfriend.

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Apr 19, 2014

Apr 19, 2014 at 9:03 AM UTC

a-green-throw

Le Foot

There was always at least five feet between us. It was actually a good thing in the preliminary stage. We could lock eyes without the urgent need to look away too soon. The intensity was containable in those five feet. (speaks very fast) And then my stupid self went around and quickly covered four of those five feet. It is the laws of mitotic cell division god ****** You do not grow four feet in a day. You grow inch by inch, centimeter by centimeter. Ask him about that literature assignment. Shakespeare is responsible for excess glutton in today’s pick up lines. Wait for your friends to dare him to kiss you on a Truth and Dare. Wait for him to want to. Then, tell him, maybe, I like you. That, in that one foot perimeter, I could see golden flakes in the circles of his eyes when clearly they are brown should have been the first sign that it was a bad idea. Five feet was our perimeter. Five feet was where we stopped. (points to own body) Five feet is where I stop. For, I will never be anyone else but me. I will never experience, firsthand at least, what it is like to be a lanky six footer who hunches because she doesn't know what to do with her body. Or her exhilaration when she finds the basketball court. I will never experience being the Egyptian boy who has a chemistry counter in his kitchen, who asks his maid to buy him potassium nitrate. I won't know what it is like to be his maid who almost got arrested for asking to buy potassium nitrate (a component of explosives) in Egypt. I shall never experience courting like the characters in a Jane Austen novel. And how nice it must feel, feeling beautiful. And I will never ever experience, what it is like to be his girlfriend.

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Will you save me? I fell into the water, Too deep to see the light. I forgot how to swim, So I thrash around searching for you. The water is attacking my lungs, I grow cold. I'm almost too numb, Too numb to fight. Will you save me? I'm locked in a burning building, Surrounded by dancing flames. Entranced, I collapse, Wishing you were here. The song is almost over, Death grows near. Will you save me? The darkness is swallowing me, My heart is scared of what's to come. Where is your light? The pain is unsustainable, Tears, no longer containable. Will you save me? I'm giving up, My eyes are too heavy, so I let them shut. Take me away, My life is beginning to sway. An angel stares at my soul with sadness, While Death stares at me with emptiness. Which to choose with this path of life, Should I slice my wrist with the tip of this knife? Where are you when I need you? I just don't know what to do. Please, Will you save me?

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Mar 17, 2016

Mar 17, 2016 at 11:34 PM UTC

ryuu-bloodsplatter

Will you save me?

Will you save me? I fell into the water, Too deep to see the light. I forgot how to swim, So I thrash around searching for you. The water is attacking my lungs, I grow cold. I'm almost too numb, Too numb to fight. Will you save me? I'm locked in a burning building, Surrounded by dancing flames. Entranced, I collapse, Wishing you were here. The song is almost over, Death grows near. Will you save me? The darkness is swallowing me, My heart is scared of what's to come. Where is your light? The pain is unsustainable, Tears, no longer containable. Will you save me? I'm giving up, My eyes are too heavy, so I let them shut. Take me away, My life is beginning to sway. An angel stares at my soul with sadness, While Death stares at me with emptiness. Which to choose with this path of life, Should I slice my wrist with the tip of this knife? Where are you when I need you? I just don't know what to do. Please, Will you save me?

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Infallible were the nights we spent alone on rocky shorelines I never gave all those pent-up emotions I had to the king of the stop signs Like you did I never counted on your instances You do kid About counting lost images oh, oh Dishonorable were the things we stashed when we were in Oklahoma Counting our chickens before they've hatched and saying your freckles were melanoma Like we did I could always count on you being morbid You may kid But your eyes don't lie when you are sordid Containable were our dark white lies we told each other in confidence Playing the double agent just like a cave filled with resonant Echo-o-o-o-o-o-os

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Dec 25, 2010

Dec 25, 2010 at 7:37 PM UTC

clayton-woolery

You Do Kid.

Infallible were the nights we spent alone on rocky shorelines I never gave all those pent-up emotions I had to the king of the stop signs Like you did I never counted on your instances You do kid About counting lost images oh, oh Dishonorable were the things we stashed when we were in Oklahoma Counting our chickens before they've hatched and saying your freckles were melanoma Like we did I could always count on you being morbid You may kid But your eyes don't lie when you are sordid Containable were our dark white lies we told each other in confidence Playing the double agent just like a cave filled with resonant Echo-o-o-o-o-o-os

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something's there i felt its tingle it felt freeing non-containable it hasn't a name but its something truly beautiful it's different rather sensational magical perhaps pure adrenaline unlike anything else truly the highest high what it is or was i know not i simply know i want more

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Jun 8, 2019

Jun 8, 2019 at 4:08 PM UTC

HannahBowen2020

Danger

something's there i felt its tingle it felt freeing non-containable it hasn't a name but its something truly beautiful it's different rather sensational magical perhaps pure adrenaline unlike anything else truly the highest high what it is or was i know not i simply know i want more

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I may seem crazy saying this, but haven't I always been? Sometimes laughing at everything keeps the tears from being seen. When you're in a lonely, crowded room with people who love to chatter. And conspire and gossip about anything, like you're not there, you don't matter. Bring out your smile, and dazzle them with an un-containable mirth. With your sunny disposition, entertain them without remission and show them your pitiful worth. And when all is said and done And you're all out of "fun" Get your noose out of the closet And then shock recognition And threaten damnation Then kick out your chair of salvation

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Sep 30, 2018

Sep 30, 2018 at 9:37 PM UTC

tao-1

The tragedy of Sue Aside

I may seem crazy saying this, but haven't I always been? Sometimes laughing at everything keeps the tears from being seen. When you're in a lonely, crowded room with people who love to chatter. And conspire and gossip about anything, like you're not there, you don't matter. Bring out your smile, and dazzle them with an un-containable mirth. With your sunny disposition, entertain them without remission and show them your pitiful worth. And when all is said and done And you're all out of "fun" Get your noose out of the closet And then shock recognition And threaten damnation Then kick out your chair of salvation

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Standing here in the present of peers is "love" The word the knife the fool the deceiver A tyrant filled to the brim with good intentions Only to leave confusion and chaos in it's wake The accused pleads no wrongdoings But evidence proves otherwise The dying heart The unhearing ear The voiceless pain The witnesses to the marauder that disguises itself within a word Here stands "love" Charged with extortion Robbery Vandalism Assault Crimes of passion But crimes nonetheless Claiming it's victims with a poison in the thorns of a rose The shiv made from a pen Slicing through their better judgement and sanity Here stands "love" Barely containable Roaring, foaming at the mouth A twisted creature unrecognizable behind it's mask A mask of a word that abounded in wonder and grace That was ripped from it's seams in a world of horrors Here stands "love" We the jury find the defendant....

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Feb 10, 2014

Feb 10, 2014 at 9:29 AM UTC

nik-bland

Love on Trial

Standing here in the present of peers is "love" The word the knife the fool the deceiver A tyrant filled to the brim with good intentions Only to leave confusion and chaos in it's wake The accused pleads no wrongdoings But evidence proves otherwise The dying heart The unhearing ear The voiceless pain The witnesses to the marauder that disguises itself within a word Here stands "love" Charged with extortion Robbery Vandalism Assault Crimes of passion But crimes nonetheless Claiming it's victims with a poison in the thorns of a rose The shiv made from a pen Slicing through their better judgement and sanity Here stands "love" Barely containable Roaring, foaming at the mouth A twisted creature unrecognizable behind it's mask A mask of a word that abounded in wonder and grace That was ripped from it's seams in a world of horrors Here stands "love" We the jury find the defendant....

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loveless sings the bats in the stale night --bats are often eyelashes of this night and they travel in packs-- while contending for the tender fruit i imagine they are well fed with treasure but oceans love is the wave i seek in this molded night to that known to be a saturated vibrancy content is the ripe mind as my legs do unravel wet and moist does this mind bring the most voluptuous promises of oceans love as these waves hit at my ankles knees hands neck lips cheeks eyes forehead engulfed is the skin with the salt and a rush of an unforseeable force neither containable or predictable i am so wet

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Jul 17, 2013

Jul 17, 2013 at 6:12 AM UTC

waveringtags

Ocean Love

loveless sings the bats in the stale night --bats are often eyelashes of this night and they travel in packs-- while contending for the tender fruit i imagine they are well fed with treasure but oceans love is the wave i seek in this molded night to that known to be a saturated vibrancy content is the ripe mind as my legs do unravel wet and moist does this mind bring the most voluptuous promises of oceans love as these waves hit at my ankles knees hands neck lips cheeks eyes forehead engulfed is the skin with the salt and a rush of an unforseeable force neither containable or predictable i am so wet

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When asked who and what I am It's hard to give a **** I answer with Half woman half man But also Neither boy but an apology Neither girl but a memory Maybe both, but that's called false ideology Ask when it all began Then stop me before I even can- Not a daughter but somehow that bothers you It's hard to walk in porcelain shoes Every step can mean something someone will break Stay in the binary that's your fate Laugh when I say I'm in between The words in between how the color gray can mean so much, Because it's not an issue of black or white How the love just might- Falling for every human Not a color like red or blue Grow out of the phase maybe at the end it won't be true Given a name to make one easily identifiable Yet after, I found myself, not so easily identifiable We thought I'd just settle for cis hetro-normative *** and gender But instead I'm still caught in this hell ****** Return the parts I don't want to God, aka the original sender Scientific labels based on unseeable factors Play the gender roles, be a good actor If it's a disease then please shoot me with the cure, to fix what has always left me so unsure My body both a home and cage Bringing Such Joy and such rage Curves so superb to the audience eyes Yet come and cry when the scales numbers rise Try to fold up small go unnoticeable, then tear it to pieces become invisible Wear a shirt that's too tight Wear a pants that are just right Wear a skirt or a dress Become a failure or a mess Wear a loose button up sudden success Gender is career goals Gender is being dull Gender is falling apart, picking yourself up to make the art Gender is binary Gender is not binary Gender is clothes But also Gender is making yourself containable to those who do not care about you

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Feb 29, 2020

Feb 29, 2020 at 1:52 PM UTC

Unwrittennat

Identity

When asked who and what I am It's hard to give a **** I answer with Half woman half man But also Neither boy but an apology Neither girl but a memory Maybe both, but that's called false ideology Ask when it all began Then stop me before I even can- Not a daughter but somehow that bothers you It's hard to walk in porcelain shoes Every step can mean something someone will break Stay in the binary that's your fate Laugh when I say I'm in between The words in between how the color gray can mean so much, Because it's not an issue of black or white How the love just might- Falling for every human Not a color like red or blue Grow out of the phase maybe at the end it won't be true Given a name to make one easily identifiable Yet after, I found myself, not so easily identifiable We thought I'd just settle for cis hetro-normative *** and gender But instead I'm still caught in this hell ****** Return the parts I don't want to God, aka the original sender Scientific labels based on unseeable factors Play the gender roles, be a good actor If it's a disease then please shoot me with the cure, to fix what has always left me so unsure My body both a home and cage Bringing Such Joy and such rage Curves so superb to the audience eyes Yet come and cry when the scales numbers rise Try to fold up small go unnoticeable, then tear it to pieces become invisible Wear a shirt that's too tight Wear a pants that are just right Wear a skirt or a dress Become a failure or a mess Wear a loose button up sudden success Gender is career goals Gender is being dull Gender is falling apart, picking yourself up to make the art Gender is binary Gender is not binary Gender is clothes But also Gender is making yourself containable to those who do not care about you

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I've come to the realization that my heart I've held in a basin can be opened instantly unwillingly: my epiphany For all the time I spent being stolen so guys can look through me selling my time and affection in debt to my knee for all the effort they were applying I won't sell unless you're buying I'm containable like catching sand in a holy can when I'm slipping through the cracks in your hand I feel my rocky chest expand as you can grip me again just as planned To say I'd **** for you is more subtle for millions die each year I'd move you to Mars with only a shuttle and visit every star that's near My element has tangled with water and earth but I never knew fire and fire could give birth to an entire forest of flames and still be tamed A fool jumps ahead to trip on their own feet but i'll keep falling in love with you if you're still the concrete

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Jan 4, 2015

Jan 4, 2015 at 8:42 PM UTC

addy-henderson

Epiphany

I've come to the realization that my heart I've held in a basin can be opened instantly unwillingly: my epiphany For all the time I spent being stolen so guys can look through me selling my time and affection in debt to my knee for all the effort they were applying I won't sell unless you're buying I'm containable like catching sand in a holy can when I'm slipping through the cracks in your hand I feel my rocky chest expand as you can grip me again just as planned To say I'd **** for you is more subtle for millions die each year I'd move you to Mars with only a shuttle and visit every star that's near My element has tangled with water and earth but I never knew fire and fire could give birth to an entire forest of flames and still be tamed A fool jumps ahead to trip on their own feet but i'll keep falling in love with you if you're still the concrete

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Take my breath away, With every gasp of air. It's not a containable feeling, Not one I can bare. So serenade me in your sweet love affair. Beautiful serendipity.

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Jun 8, 2017

Jun 8, 2017 at 6:23 AM UTC

coadjutant

Hannah

Take my breath away, With every gasp of air. It's not a containable feeling, Not one I can bare. So serenade me in your sweet love affair. Beautiful serendipity.

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Dream big, dream always and never look back. Within you lies the power and the emotion. You can demolish all barriers. The powers of the mortal are not containable. Feel the power build from within your soul The essence of your being begins to take control The proficiency to overcome is an indication of strength Inhibitions left behind and kept at arm’s length Remember you are never alone. No individual is alone within a team Teams are those who can strengthen you Those people who empower you to dream and those who you can eternally turn to Friendship can mould a team stronger than you can see From idiosyncrasies arise familiarities Perpetually an ear to listen or impart an idea A form of protection or your very own panacea. Friends can be the joy in your life the comfort in your strife never should you underestimate their potence and never should you diminish their pertinence Your life and theirs are intertwined like a guide dog their for the blind. Patience in each other is a virtue. I’ve got these friends and you do too.

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Apr 8, 2016

Apr 8, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC

adamjq

The Power of Many

Dream big, dream always and never look back. Within you lies the power and the emotion. You can demolish all barriers. The powers of the mortal are not containable. Feel the power build from within your soul The essence of your being begins to take control The proficiency to overcome is an indication of strength Inhibitions left behind and kept at arm’s length Remember you are never alone. No individual is alone within a team Teams are those who can strengthen you Those people who empower you to dream and those who you can eternally turn to Friendship can mould a team stronger than you can see From idiosyncrasies arise familiarities Perpetually an ear to listen or impart an idea A form of protection or your very own panacea. Friends can be the joy in your life the comfort in your strife never should you underestimate their potence and never should you diminish their pertinence Your life and theirs are intertwined like a guide dog their for the blind. Patience in each other is a virtue. I’ve got these friends and you do too.

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