"decouple" poems - Hello Poetry

Decoupled from my conscience of subjective discernment The necessity for personal authority over impulse Vs an instantly gratifying road to distraction Journey of wilful blindness Consequential destination deferred But upon arrival lies the choices To decouple, To adjourn Or to confront the demons towards which my back I have turned Self-romanticised truths to whom before I have spoken Yet despite a colourful history our personal promises lay broken Under the rug Etched into the bottom of a bottle A chasing of tails Ignorance long forgotten A cycle indeed But of downward trajectory Gratefully, the bottom of which yet to be met by me But somehow graced by others With stronger character than I A slippery slope An exponential decent Over which I now maintain a watchful eye

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Jan 16, 2022

Jan 16, 2022 at 3:28 PM UTC

Timothy

Decoupled

Decoupled from my conscience of subjective discernment The necessity for personal authority over impulse Vs an instantly gratifying road to distraction Journey of wilful blindness Consequential destination deferred But upon arrival lies the choices To decouple, To adjourn Or to confront the demons towards which my back I have turned Self-romanticised truths to whom before I have spoken Yet despite a colourful history our personal promises lay broken Under the rug Etched into the bottom of a bottle A chasing of tails Ignorance long forgotten A cycle indeed But of downward trajectory Gratefully, the bottom of which yet to be met by me But somehow graced by others With stronger character than I A slippery slope An exponential decent Over which I now maintain a watchful eye

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So much energy So much countless energy Dedicated to one thing And one thing only Hit him up for a lesson And he will teach you his ways Hung up on memory projection Out of state, out of state Imprisoned, shackled down by the few, the many Expressionless and absorbed by many colors Making a few marks on majesty, uncovering the beauty of it all Unhurt by logic, untouched by sound Spitting in greater reasons Great and small Waiting till the point that you either have to die Or drop the ball Whatever that may be Whatever that may look like Increasing in hands and ski technology Expressed by numerous representatives all wanting an equal shot at each other And ending up on pages and pages worth of mill and junk and whatever needs to be said and whatever needs to be born Deciphered decouple disinherit, side vowed Interlocked and interwoven Machine like aristocracy Misjudging so quickly Misjudging like an abyss judges the appropriate time to go by Mixing it up on a rotating mirror of color,hands free interact interact And make space Angela out of whatever is left It is finally here Performing for you

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Mar 3, 2016

Mar 3, 2016 at 7:03 PM UTC

Seanzy

Lightning bolts

So much energy So much countless energy Dedicated to one thing And one thing only Hit him up for a lesson And he will teach you his ways Hung up on memory projection Out of state, out of state Imprisoned, shackled down by the few, the many Expressionless and absorbed by many colors Making a few marks on majesty, uncovering the beauty of it all Unhurt by logic, untouched by sound Spitting in greater reasons Great and small Waiting till the point that you either have to die Or drop the ball Whatever that may be Whatever that may look like Increasing in hands and ski technology Expressed by numerous representatives all wanting an equal shot at each other And ending up on pages and pages worth of mill and junk and whatever needs to be said and whatever needs to be born Deciphered decouple disinherit, side vowed Interlocked and interwoven Machine like aristocracy Misjudging so quickly Misjudging like an abyss judges the appropriate time to go by Mixing it up on a rotating mirror of color,hands free interact interact And make space Angela out of whatever is left It is finally here Performing for you

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morning bus ride, decouple from the crowd, collect within self, reflect reject regret or rejoice, no much time has left, just to live for by to the end.... (c) Ko Win Khine aka. D Hlaine (November 22nd, 2019)

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Nov 22, 2019

Nov 22, 2019 at 12:32 PM UTC

win-khine

no time

morning bus ride, decouple from the crowd, collect within self, reflect reject regret or rejoice, no much time has left, just to live for by to the end.... (c) Ko Win Khine aka. D Hlaine (November 22nd, 2019)

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