"disinfection" poems - Hello Poetry

I am a mother, a wife A friend, a teacher I seek happiness I love deep Only souls not faces Always loyal I don't judge I love to help I see good in everyone Which makes me naive at times I am open to all Hoping for a world Where everyone fits Labels don't exist I latch to rules Anxiety demands I suffer from OCD Always chasing order Shackled by disinfection I am comfortable in control Leading the way I seek to inspire I believe in others I am honest with my feelings I value experience And learn from them I reflect on my day Always trying to improve I search for meaning in conversations Enjoy learning new things daily I play sports Love music Enjoy Art Express myself in writes Fascinated by abstracts Reading words to gain insight The grace in movement The beauty in visual artistry I love to re-discover nature The acoustics of birds Waterfalls and rain Kissing falling snow Connecting with our majestic sky I love the stillness Each morning brings The dew sleeping in the emerald The lacquered canvas Of quiet lakes Motionless In something so vast Yoga is my philosophy A healthy Body Mind And spirit My destination is The pursuit of enlightenment In my life's pain I am coming out of the spiral Enjoying my journey Seeing straight Swimming the unalome I feed my soul Hoping IT can lead me Leaving my ego in my wake I remain unfinished I continue to wear masks Sometimes to hide As I fear rejection Still.. As happy as I seem As lovely as I am My soul has a shadow Hidden inside My essence traced By shaded light I am a survivor Broken in places Finally accepting my true self Jl 2016

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Mar 20, 2016

Mar 20, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC

JessieLang

This Is Me

I am a mother, a wife A friend, a teacher I seek happiness I love deep Only souls not faces Always loyal I don't judge I love to help I see good in everyone Which makes me naive at times I am open to all Hoping for a world Where everyone fits Labels don't exist I latch to rules Anxiety demands I suffer from OCD Always chasing order Shackled by disinfection I am comfortable in control Leading the way I seek to inspire I believe in others I am honest with my feelings I value experience And learn from them I reflect on my day Always trying to improve I search for meaning in conversations Enjoy learning new things daily I play sports Love music Enjoy Art Express myself in writes Fascinated by abstracts Reading words to gain insight The grace in movement The beauty in visual artistry I love to re-discover nature The acoustics of birds Waterfalls and rain Kissing falling snow Connecting with our majestic sky I love the stillness Each morning brings The dew sleeping in the emerald The lacquered canvas Of quiet lakes Motionless In something so vast Yoga is my philosophy A healthy Body Mind And spirit My destination is The pursuit of enlightenment In my life's pain I am coming out of the spiral Enjoying my journey Seeing straight Swimming the unalome I feed my soul Hoping IT can lead me Leaving my ego in my wake I remain unfinished I continue to wear masks Sometimes to hide As I fear rejection Still.. As happy as I seem As lovely as I am My soul has a shadow Hidden inside My essence traced By shaded light I am a survivor Broken in places Finally accepting my true self Jl 2016

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I went to the Dr's for an injection To clear both my feet of fungal infection He first had a look and made the detection That four of my toes needed correction But whilst he was there I made the connection This Dr was showing unusual affection He ****** on a toe with no disinfection But regretted it later on further reflection

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Jan 3, 2013

Jan 3, 2013 at 8:42 AM UTC

mr-bigglesworth

Some Drs are odd

I went to the Dr's for an injection To clear both my feet of fungal infection He first had a look and made the detection That four of my toes needed correction But whilst he was there I made the connection This Dr was showing unusual affection He ****** on a toe with no disinfection But regretted it later on further reflection

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There is nothing Quite as purifying As the frustration Of knowing What is coming next And having No power To stop it It is purifying Because the blood Boils at such heat That nothing can Survive Sterility through anger Disinfection through rage Cleansing through fury Fists balled into Ivory white Wrecking ***** Teeth clenched Spine rigid A barbed tongue Spits silent curses Into the syrupy haze Of a July afternoon

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Jul 14, 2016

Jul 14, 2016 at 3:49 PM UTC

saintlebowitz

Berserk

There is nothing Quite as purifying As the frustration Of knowing What is coming next And having No power To stop it It is purifying Because the blood Boils at such heat That nothing can Survive Sterility through anger Disinfection through rage Cleansing through fury Fists balled into Ivory white Wrecking ***** Teeth clenched Spine rigid A barbed tongue Spits silent curses Into the syrupy haze Of a July afternoon

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In general, most things moved to other rooms after disinfection. Some of them, of course, kept the smell, and were immediately thrown away. Clothes were selectively used as workwear or rags. Found weapon was returned to a safe. Under the iron bed there were even two extra rounds. One tooth with a caries mark. The rest idled in closets.

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Jan 13, 2020

Jan 13, 2020 at 4:16 PM UTC

ptaxkuro

Property

In general, most things moved to other rooms after disinfection. Some of them, of course, kept the smell, and were immediately thrown away. Clothes were selectively used as workwear or rags. Found weapon was returned to a safe. Under the iron bed there were even two extra rounds. One tooth with a caries mark. The rest idled in closets.

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i been busting my soul for one person, working all night to satisfy the others, regret that i felt nothing, its not like i love you, because i know you read my poetry everyday, you gave me muse the never ending ideas, so i kept writing everyday. You know i been locking my self, to the world, because of insecurity of others that they don't trust there was an old man that i meet, few weeks ago, what sadden me that his car broke down, he told me that none of his child does not care of him, prying and crying everyday, to disinfection my sorrow, to eliminate all negativity, nothing that i ever done seems to satisfy people, i been walking through all these pain, pain of others that i felt, no matter how hard i sang my poetry, it is my escape to see the other world, a world that i create, filled with stories that you probably don't understand, is it not that i wanted to bury you, i spare you from the cryings you carry, i would not be sorry for the things you do too, i would be not forget what the hard work you put me through, i'm just one man that writes and draw, a picture of you still in my pocket, i did looked at everyday, i asked myself this everyday, why do you want to make people happy, it is not my choice its is my job that i was gone for, yet i never complain nor never regret.

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Mar 11, 2017

Mar 11, 2017 at 5:34 PM UTC

ron-richards

Relationships

i been busting my soul for one person, working all night to satisfy the others, regret that i felt nothing, its not like i love you, because i know you read my poetry everyday, you gave me muse the never ending ideas, so i kept writing everyday. You know i been locking my self, to the world, because of insecurity of others that they don't trust there was an old man that i meet, few weeks ago, what sadden me that his car broke down, he told me that none of his child does not care of him, prying and crying everyday, to disinfection my sorrow, to eliminate all negativity, nothing that i ever done seems to satisfy people, i been walking through all these pain, pain of others that i felt, no matter how hard i sang my poetry, it is my escape to see the other world, a world that i create, filled with stories that you probably don't understand, is it not that i wanted to bury you, i spare you from the cryings you carry, i would not be sorry for the things you do too, i would be not forget what the hard work you put me through, i'm just one man that writes and draw, a picture of you still in my pocket, i did looked at everyday, i asked myself this everyday, why do you want to make people happy, it is not my choice its is my job that i was gone for, yet i never complain nor never regret.

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Palm of humid hands, ( breathe for me kiss kiss

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Jul 6, 2018

Jul 6, 2018 at 9:48 PM UTC