"disablement" poems - Hello Poetry

Glancing up to hear the flicker of her smile It ***** slowly to the ground A voice oh she sees it so loud! Whispers whisper whispers Your beautiful **** delicious I like you I want you I need you please Shouts shouts shouts Look down close your blinders Close your disablement that we all share yet ironically ****** ourselves upon Choke Don't breathe Glance up and a smack is waiting Throwing you across the room Never showing any sign of weakness We fall to the floor and she's still standing head held high Bowing her head shredding inside The whispers make it through Teasing her As she shouts at herself Becoming what all the voices tricked her of blanketed in her sanity created by the mirror and society As she whispers to him

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Feb 12, 2015

Feb 12, 2015 at 9:20 PM UTC

Autumn42

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Glancing up to hear the flicker of her smile It ***** slowly to the ground A voice oh she sees it so loud! Whispers whisper whispers Your beautiful **** delicious I like you I want you I need you please Shouts shouts shouts Look down close your blinders Close your disablement that we all share yet ironically ****** ourselves upon Choke Don't breathe Glance up and a smack is waiting Throwing you across the room Never showing any sign of weakness We fall to the floor and she's still standing head held high Bowing her head shredding inside The whispers make it through Teasing her As she shouts at herself Becoming what all the voices tricked her of blanketed in her sanity created by the mirror and society As she whispers to him

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The Rabbits hand weaved on the circulation of the air, vivid rainbows were eroding from his palms. I tried to catch them but in vain I was slumbered within a vacuum of nothingness. I sneezed and the rabbit had evaporated into clouds above my reflections. Tick-Tock went the clouds. like they were counting down to the inevitable disablement of there being, I bathed in there innards. My Conciseness was assaulted with this kaleidoscope of tiny speculation drumming inwards soaking me with uncensored reality. I was awaking to a hued refection that I didn't want to inevitably react too. I pondered momentarily, then took a partaking to that which like an ocean waved upon my cognition. I was once again flustered in the degradation of all that was reality as it disintegrated in to fluidic chaos.

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Feb 25, 2017

Feb 25, 2017 at 4:39 PM UTC

poetic-t

Vivid Rainbows Were Eroding From His Palms

The Rabbits hand weaved on the circulation of the air, vivid rainbows were eroding from his palms. I tried to catch them but in vain I was slumbered within a vacuum of nothingness. I sneezed and the rabbit had evaporated into clouds above my reflections. Tick-Tock went the clouds. like they were counting down to the inevitable disablement of there being, I bathed in there innards. My Conciseness was assaulted with this kaleidoscope of tiny speculation drumming inwards soaking me with uncensored reality. I was awaking to a hued refection that I didn't want to inevitably react too. I pondered momentarily, then took a partaking to that which like an ocean waved upon my cognition. I was once again flustered in the degradation of all that was reality as it disintegrated in to fluidic chaos.

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It's blur and it's dark! The halo long gone, All shadows around me. Smiling now, Crying like a mad person then. Next thing I know I Scratched myself. All in all It's me fading away. The shadows of past, The crime of actions, Deafening silence, Defining my violent acts. Looking at the world I could tell, I want to fly. Ready to take the leap of faith, Scared of the end it could give. Lights blinking afar, Looking like diamonds and star, Getting blurred second by second, The disablement of my vision, Clouding my mind. Left that beautiful creation behind, And Killed my kind. ©parthenope

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May 25, 2020

May 25, 2020 at 11:20 AM UTC

parthenope

The Midnight Scar

It's blur and it's dark! The halo long gone, All shadows around me. Smiling now, Crying like a mad person then. Next thing I know I Scratched myself. All in all It's me fading away. The shadows of past, The crime of actions, Deafening silence, Defining my violent acts. Looking at the world I could tell, I want to fly. Ready to take the leap of faith, Scared of the end it could give. Lights blinking afar, Looking like diamonds and star, Getting blurred second by second, The disablement of my vision, Clouding my mind. Left that beautiful creation behind, And Killed my kind. ©parthenope

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The World Is Rotten To the Core. It Is a plague...Hades... pestilence... mental and physical disablement....An Aged BUT ever Young Entity... I Love you With A Feeble touch, cooling your brow...a stroke...with heartfelt motion.

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Dec 13, 2016

Dec 13, 2016 at 7:03 PM UTC

tom-blake

What can one say?

The World Is Rotten To the Core. It Is a plague...Hades... pestilence... mental and physical disablement....An Aged BUT ever Young Entity... I Love you With A Feeble touch, cooling your brow...a stroke...with heartfelt motion.

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