"elatedly" poems - Hello Poetry

I just want someone to care. To notice, when I'm not there. To stay by my side. To let me cry. I don't want to be judged. I just want to be loved. I don't care how far, I don't care if you've receded, I just want to know that I am needed. It's not creepy. Certainly not. It's just odd, to read what's been thought. I love the imaginary, who exists. I love the birds, and bees. I love the sky, and seas. I'm waiting. I'm watching. Watching the world. Thinking about it, I've come to notice. You help me even now. Because I don't know who you are, I spend so much time thinking, wondering, contemplating elatedly, to the point I don't even think, about.. the world anymore. All I care about it this beautiful, wondrous, ponderous, distraction of mine. And this image in my mind, it may not be you, but I may know some day. This love is true. This love is so much. I don't even know what to do. This love of mine, I await. I will wait. I'm waiting. I'm watching. Watching the world. The world will pass me by, and in the end.. I will have you, and hold your hand. The collected dust, will tell a story.

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Apr 6, 2014

Apr 6, 2014 at 6:30 PM UTC

deanna

Beautiful Distraction

I just want someone to care. To notice, when I'm not there. To stay by my side. To let me cry. I don't want to be judged. I just want to be loved. I don't care how far, I don't care if you've receded, I just want to know that I am needed. It's not creepy. Certainly not. It's just odd, to read what's been thought. I love the imaginary, who exists. I love the birds, and bees. I love the sky, and seas. I'm waiting. I'm watching. Watching the world. Thinking about it, I've come to notice. You help me even now. Because I don't know who you are, I spend so much time thinking, wondering, contemplating elatedly, to the point I don't even think, about.. the world anymore. All I care about it this beautiful, wondrous, ponderous, distraction of mine. And this image in my mind, it may not be you, but I may know some day. This love is true. This love is so much. I don't even know what to do. This love of mine, I await. I will wait. I'm waiting. I'm watching. Watching the world. The world will pass me by, and in the end.. I will have you, and hold your hand. The collected dust, will tell a story.

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My first sense of the aversion raised by Frost, Walls swelled under, yet, I could not exhaust The barriers confronted on life's twisted path. Too enervating loosing one's sole ****** wrath, I pierce the wall that poets have not crossed And speak to you, my audience, in verse, Trusting the directed words that I asperse Will convey the meaning hoped to impart, Even more, some verbal beauty from my art, Into which, fair reader, you elatedly immerse. Gratified, I, the poet, have but you to thank, The wall of separation loses one more plank, Between us communication is not lost, Better that understanding be dispersed. We speak and therefore are, Descartes, Worth much more than gold or any cost.

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Aug 14, 2014

Aug 14, 2014 at 11:13 AM UTC

brian-oarr

Breaking the Fourth Wall

My first sense of the aversion raised by Frost, Walls swelled under, yet, I could not exhaust The barriers confronted on life's twisted path. Too enervating loosing one's sole ****** wrath, I pierce the wall that poets have not crossed And speak to you, my audience, in verse, Trusting the directed words that I asperse Will convey the meaning hoped to impart, Even more, some verbal beauty from my art, Into which, fair reader, you elatedly immerse. Gratified, I, the poet, have but you to thank, The wall of separation loses one more plank, Between us communication is not lost, Better that understanding be dispersed. We speak and therefore are, Descartes, Worth much more than gold or any cost.

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happily, you decompose releasing your woes even as they drag away your laughter euphorically, you dissolve losing your resolve to live, even as your fears leave you elatedly, you decay your skin turns ash-grey and maggots dig into your flesh passionately, you molder your recently-cremated ashes smolder the flame devoured you with all the ferocity of a lover joyfully, you disintegrate forget the cold burn of hate and misplace the memory of love, too blissfully, you rot lose your affinity with thought your mind a directionless searching delightedly, you wither there is no time to dither no time, full sprint to oblivion reverently, you splinter welcome eternal winter relegate warmth to your fleeing memories earnestly, you break down your will is to drown all your issues are a rising sea fervently, you fall apart you thought you were so smart with death comes release, no? h.f.m.

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Jun 13, 2018

Jun 13, 2018 at 1:04 PM UTC

012301

YOU DECOMPOSE

happily, you decompose releasing your woes even as they drag away your laughter euphorically, you dissolve losing your resolve to live, even as your fears leave you elatedly, you decay your skin turns ash-grey and maggots dig into your flesh passionately, you molder your recently-cremated ashes smolder the flame devoured you with all the ferocity of a lover joyfully, you disintegrate forget the cold burn of hate and misplace the memory of love, too blissfully, you rot lose your affinity with thought your mind a directionless searching delightedly, you wither there is no time to dither no time, full sprint to oblivion reverently, you splinter welcome eternal winter relegate warmth to your fleeing memories earnestly, you break down your will is to drown all your issues are a rising sea fervently, you fall apart you thought you were so smart with death comes release, no? h.f.m.

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*** Rivers flow endlessly Eternally joining land and sea They flow and they fade Drifting steadily Roaring incoherently In the deep channels they made * Glittering lights in the night sky They shimmer and they twirl Dancing elatedly in grace The sun is born, and then they die No longer now do they whirl By light, fireflies are replaced * Whispering, whistling Rustling leaves Floating in through windows And over the seas The cold is then brought In with the breeze * Grey appears, shimmering On the horizon Here comes the sun Night is now done Light now has won Few shadows remain, flickering * Red, yellow, gold As the coulds foretold A great light now appears Over the land, it lears Purple, orange, blue Sunrise; almost through * And still rivers rush Ripple and roar Disregarding all in the sky And that which happens onshore They never cared, and never will If sunshine shines no more ***

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Sep 29, 2010

Sep 29, 2010 at 5:26 AM UTC

dezmond-john-richard-wise

Night

*** Rivers flow endlessly Eternally joining land and sea They flow and they fade Drifting steadily Roaring incoherently In the deep channels they made * Glittering lights in the night sky They shimmer and they twirl Dancing elatedly in grace The sun is born, and then they die No longer now do they whirl By light, fireflies are replaced * Whispering, whistling Rustling leaves Floating in through windows And over the seas The cold is then brought In with the breeze * Grey appears, shimmering On the horizon Here comes the sun Night is now done Light now has won Few shadows remain, flickering * Red, yellow, gold As the coulds foretold A great light now appears Over the land, it lears Purple, orange, blue Sunrise; almost through * And still rivers rush Ripple and roar Disregarding all in the sky And that which happens onshore They never cared, and never will If sunshine shines no more ***

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I can see your want to wrap yourself in me, I can feel the amaze radiating from your body; The tingle you feel when my waves touch the tip of your toes, How you mesmerize your soul with the beauty I behold But that's just the brighter side to this green-blue field that I am. Beneath the blanket of foamy waters are dangers; The ones you should beware of while walking on my banks. While the birds elatedly chirp overhead me, I smile to ingest the humanity within me. For the love of creation, beings add to my aggravation. I hold under my claws your tempting childhood, And beside me is the muddy patch of your adulthood. I may look euphoric at a glance Yet you need to rethink before stepping in my trance. Sit on the bank and by my waves be cajoled, Once you let me swallow you, there's a lot that will unfold.

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Jul 2, 2020

Jul 2, 2020 at 8:21 AM UTC

tanushree-verma

Oceans

I can see your want to wrap yourself in me, I can feel the amaze radiating from your body; The tingle you feel when my waves touch the tip of your toes, How you mesmerize your soul with the beauty I behold But that's just the brighter side to this green-blue field that I am. Beneath the blanket of foamy waters are dangers; The ones you should beware of while walking on my banks. While the birds elatedly chirp overhead me, I smile to ingest the humanity within me. For the love of creation, beings add to my aggravation. I hold under my claws your tempting childhood, And beside me is the muddy patch of your adulthood. I may look euphoric at a glance Yet you need to rethink before stepping in my trance. Sit on the bank and by my waves be cajoled, Once you let me swallow you, there's a lot that will unfold.

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The subtle hum of my computer. The gentle whisper of the heat in the vents. Muffled voices next door speak elatedly on topics I may never hear. The creaking of joints, aged beyond their years. The tapping of my keyboard creates a percussive symphony. It's so noisy. I want nothing more than to hear your voice. Silence.

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Mar 17, 2014

Mar 17, 2014 at 2:02 PM UTC

chris-myrick

Silence

The subtle hum of my computer. The gentle whisper of the heat in the vents. Muffled voices next door speak elatedly on topics I may never hear. The creaking of joints, aged beyond their years. The tapping of my keyboard creates a percussive symphony. It's so noisy. I want nothing more than to hear your voice. Silence.

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