"envading" poems - Hello Poetry

Death stands knocking at my door "Go away" I scream, "Go away" But he chooses only to ignore And not listen to what I say He keeps peering through my windows Looking for a way, to enter in While making subtle innuendos About the kind of person I've been Ever knocking, he will not leave Trying to get my attention His subliminal messages I receive That tells of his evil intention I keep hearing him knocking, every hour He will not let me sleep Holding me captive, with his evil power Ever chasing my soul to reap Knocking, knocking, knocking His cadence is driving me mad My fear, he's continuously mocking Envading what dreams I've had Then his knocking suddenly disappears As silence now rings in my head Maddness has overtaken my fears Or maybe this means I'm dead

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Oct 11, 2010

Oct 11, 2010 at 7:30 PM UTC

larry-b

Death Keeps Knocking

Death stands knocking at my door "Go away" I scream, "Go away" But he chooses only to ignore And not listen to what I say He keeps peering through my windows Looking for a way, to enter in While making subtle innuendos About the kind of person I've been Ever knocking, he will not leave Trying to get my attention His subliminal messages I receive That tells of his evil intention I keep hearing him knocking, every hour He will not let me sleep Holding me captive, with his evil power Ever chasing my soul to reap Knocking, knocking, knocking His cadence is driving me mad My fear, he's continuously mocking Envading what dreams I've had Then his knocking suddenly disappears As silence now rings in my head Maddness has overtaken my fears Or maybe this means I'm dead

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Today Today I saw nothing but blissness, Covered up with clouds of video games and the exotic taste of Wi-Fi to lead me in the direction of blindness. Today Today I felt my thumb and index finger throb in exhilaration with just a teaspoon of rejuvenating pain. Today I sat anxiously looking at the screen, Running away from reality by re-creating a fantasy where I was the hero. Today I ran away from this distasteful land. Just like most people would. Today I became an ignorant human being. I followed the loud whispers of 'ignorance is bliss' And for that I got the sweet serene kiss of nothingness. Yes I admit today I was ignorant and I ran Dodging and jumping, avoiding trouble in the forest of life. After all there's only so much one can handle. Responsibility called out to me and I pulled my get out of jail free card and I sat in front of the screen. Envisioning a world like my video game. Today I was ignorant But not for long. Leaving my sanctuary screen, It was that time, The time where my chores screens in "finish me, do me, it's about that time", Reluctantly I stood, eyes fixated on the trash I had to take, With a heavy sigh. I listened to the callings of my chores. Plastic in my hand filled with yesterday's food, Today's cleanings and maybe a little bit of breakfast. Stomping down the stairs, Unaware of my surroundings, As ignorance enveloped me in a tight hug. Shucks I'm only human. My last step down the stairs My senses heishtened, the warm chill envading my legs, Causing goosebumps to rise, along with my left brow. "Am I not to be ignorant? Why do I feel the wind? " my mind searched My ears picked with a cry from a girl. But this was no ordinary cry. A cry of happiness when a daughter sees her father A cry of contentness of an adventure between a father and daughter. My ignorance shattered after that. There are fathers that stay and become the greatest of parents They need appreciation too. Because a father daughter bond is just as important as a mother daughter one.

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Sep 6, 2016

Sep 6, 2016 at 5:09 AM UTC

realeboga-m

*Today*

Today Today I saw nothing but blissness, Covered up with clouds of video games and the exotic taste of Wi-Fi to lead me in the direction of blindness. Today Today I felt my thumb and index finger throb in exhilaration with just a teaspoon of rejuvenating pain. Today I sat anxiously looking at the screen, Running away from reality by re-creating a fantasy where I was the hero. Today I ran away from this distasteful land. Just like most people would. Today I became an ignorant human being. I followed the loud whispers of 'ignorance is bliss' And for that I got the sweet serene kiss of nothingness. Yes I admit today I was ignorant and I ran Dodging and jumping, avoiding trouble in the forest of life. After all there's only so much one can handle. Responsibility called out to me and I pulled my get out of jail free card and I sat in front of the screen. Envisioning a world like my video game. Today I was ignorant But not for long. Leaving my sanctuary screen, It was that time, The time where my chores screens in "finish me, do me, it's about that time", Reluctantly I stood, eyes fixated on the trash I had to take, With a heavy sigh. I listened to the callings of my chores. Plastic in my hand filled with yesterday's food, Today's cleanings and maybe a little bit of breakfast. Stomping down the stairs, Unaware of my surroundings, As ignorance enveloped me in a tight hug. Shucks I'm only human. My last step down the stairs My senses heishtened, the warm chill envading my legs, Causing goosebumps to rise, along with my left brow. "Am I not to be ignorant? Why do I feel the wind? " my mind searched My ears picked with a cry from a girl. But this was no ordinary cry. A cry of happiness when a daughter sees her father A cry of contentness of an adventure between a father and daughter. My ignorance shattered after that. There are fathers that stay and become the greatest of parents They need appreciation too. Because a father daughter bond is just as important as a mother daughter one.

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In the end All things really are Intimetaly connected to all others. All rivers run full to the sea, Lovers are brought back together, The perfectly blue days kisses the envading darkness of the night, Stars collide and thoughts entwine. We will find a way.

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Oct 29, 2014

Oct 29, 2014 at 7:01 PM UTC

bleeding-petals

Crossroads

In the end All things really are Intimetaly connected to all others. All rivers run full to the sea, Lovers are brought back together, The perfectly blue days kisses the envading darkness of the night, Stars collide and thoughts entwine. We will find a way.

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Stone home.... October 13, 2011 at 11:45am Broken walls crumbling pounds of rock... That doesn't seem to stop.. cracking... breaking.... This use to be a beautiful thing... Where joyous souls would sing... but now its just crumbling... rotting... Vines that once supported the beauty... Now have consumed it entirely... envading.. counsuming... The gray blocks of stone... that once was a home... But now its just nothing... decaying... Emptiness that once was full... of life, passion, fule... living.... breathing... Things that have been forgotten.. By this home that has rotten... Slowly in time fading... dying... The love that once held it strong... With the glue of its good song... supporting.. loving... Now is just empty space... Stone dying in place... Can you imaging its great beginning.. (ending)...... .

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Oct 16, 2014

Oct 16, 2014 at 2:01 PM UTC

quentin-briscoe

Stone Home

Stone home.... October 13, 2011 at 11:45am Broken walls crumbling pounds of rock... That doesn't seem to stop.. cracking... breaking.... This use to be a beautiful thing... Where joyous souls would sing... but now its just crumbling... rotting... Vines that once supported the beauty... Now have consumed it entirely... envading.. counsuming... The gray blocks of stone... that once was a home... But now its just nothing... decaying... Emptiness that once was full... of life, passion, fule... living.... breathing... Things that have been forgotten.. By this home that has rotten... Slowly in time fading... dying... The love that once held it strong... With the glue of its good song... supporting.. loving... Now is just empty space... Stone dying in place... Can you imaging its great beginning.. (ending)...... .

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Black hot tar Falls from the peak Onto the white marring staining It's stench Overwhelms envading Unable to get away The heat acidic Crevices made Footholds to the plateau gone Sides slick No amount of purity grace truth Can wipe it clean Welcome to the valley of life Where all good fades All attention given The DISCOVERY of Man

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Nov 17, 2016

Nov 17, 2016 at 8:48 PM UTC

karina-veirs

Valley of Life

Black hot tar Falls from the peak Onto the white marring staining It's stench Overwhelms envading Unable to get away The heat acidic Crevices made Footholds to the plateau gone Sides slick No amount of purity grace truth Can wipe it clean Welcome to the valley of life Where all good fades All attention given The DISCOVERY of Man

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