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"evol" poems
Love (down) I love you And you will never hear me say That I don't I know We are meant to be I can't believe that you think You're not beautiful I'm sorry but You are mine You can never say that I'm lying Evol (up)
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Feb 14, 2019
Feb 14, 2019 at 8:10 AM UTC
Love is Evol
elbidercni eruoy soudnemert eruoy uoy evol i kniht i, htims ynnad.
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Mar 14, 2010
Mar 14, 2010 at 4:50 PM UTC
Good Luck.
cackle sublime savagery in domineering supremacy a knee repletes successive concussions and by viscous absurd petulance crack this gourd, thought bearing toothed i evol ot hurt uoY,,,;
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Nov 27, 2010
Nov 27, 2010 at 11:11 AM UTC
cackle sublime savagery
*r EVOL ution uncoils slowly by the fire pondering of profound-flickering in the reverse-sparks within the pupils of shifting-light* 1. love(r) dips deep within a hardy fire-maker from another sky body recycled and soul carried on mind unlike any other it’s simply a matter of Time.. holding that rusty-key of long ago entrusted to a cavorite-place behind silent-wells whose treadle-functions heaven forgot 2. yet what counts highest sits on a ledge of paradox as happiness falls short upon the threshold of fornever and never after there are tumult-fears to overcome and it needs time, once again as hearty does beseech temporal-cogs to ensure one full revolution thanks are not enough for things that words fail to express no specific thing to pin-point of the immense power the discharged-missile holds who is ever the same person in the marching of months? 3. exponential growth is combustion understated and surreal-excitement catches to find traction in the whistling wind.. only a quarter-whisper away it has instead.. been phenomenally unreal .. can't explain it .. won't deny it 4. the full idea has near-outgrown its twin-seal flanks that choices came shaking.. aghast and                                 dripping its magenta-fury in heavy-drips upon the sand                                                                                                         half-spilling lava-filled cups of ire             near the camp-side         grabbed it by the lapels         shaking – I love you so now, why can’t you say it? why won’t you declare it? what holds your yellow-ass back so? 5. there's a power-burst in the trajectory-whirligig here.. can’t be stopped, won’t be stopped burnt offering rises up in a scathing-hiss   and exudes such a sweet-cleansing                                                                                                 of                                                                                                                                                                                                             semi-cinnamon and subtle ginger                                                     *and.. love is but a word whose letters lie in the sand* S T – 11 nov 2013
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Nov 11, 2013
Nov 11, 2013 at 12:10 PM UTC
twin-seal
*r EVOL ution uncoils slowly by the fire pondering of profound-flickering in the reverse-sparks within the pupils of shifting-light* 1. love(r) dips deep within a hardy fire-maker from another sky body recycled and soul carried on mind unlike any other it’s simply a matter of Time.. holding that rusty-key of long ago entrusted to a cavorite-place behind silent-wells whose treadle-functions heaven forgot 2. yet what counts highest sits on a ledge of paradox as happiness falls short upon the threshold of fornever and never after there are tumult-fears to overcome and it needs time, once again as hearty does beseech temporal-cogs to ensure one full revolution thanks are not enough for things that words fail to express no specific thing to pin-point of the immense power the discharged-missile holds who is ever the same person in the marching of months? 3. exponential growth is combustion understated and surreal-excitement catches to find traction in the whistling wind.. only a quarter-whisper away it has instead.. been phenomenally unreal .. can't explain it .. won't deny it 4. the full idea has near-outgrown its twin-seal flanks that choices came shaking.. aghast and                                 dripping its magenta-fury in heavy-drips upon the sand                                                                                                         half-spilling lava-filled cups of ire             near the camp-side         grabbed it by the lapels         shaking – I love you so now, why can’t you say it? why won’t you declare it? what holds your yellow-ass back so? 5. there's a power-burst in the trajectory-whirligig here.. can’t be stopped, won’t be stopped burnt offering rises up in a scathing-hiss   and exudes such a sweet-cleansing                                                                                                 of                                                                                                                                                                                                             semi-cinnamon and subtle ginger                                                     *and.. love is but a word whose letters lie in the sand* S T – 11 nov 2013
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love. The knife rests on the counter. Her freshly chopped hair Feels so estranged. A healing process That seems to cut more than give. Black eyeliner fresh to her skin; Only worn after – Never before. Light flicks to her ear. Her father’s gift of an earring Ripped away. A long ribbed scar Of the letter “A” behind her ear From a singed lighter burn. The color was grey, But it burned scarlet in her heart. Impressionist choke lines ran across her throat From her unwanted suitor. Biting her lips with pain, She felt a ruby red rawness. Salvador Dali’s black lipstick Twisted open to bleed memories into mirrors. Impulsive strokes of darkness filled the glass With a diminished, backwards word About a diminished and backwards girl, She finished titling someone else’s art. The gritty glass gleamed— evol.
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May 7, 2014
May 7, 2014 at 4:56 PM UTC
Salvador Dali's Black Lipstick
Create a picture Try to not let it burn “Love covers a multitude of sins” An amended return Good vs evil ? The impurity of love Wrong vs right ? The question unending from up above A tunnel of flowers that were meant to grow A night full of fireflies that were meant to glow LOVE A confusing theater in the round Pure hate of what has been taken The meaning of love has been tilted and spun     A                    D     R                  N         O                        U
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Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 2:10 PM UTC
Evol
Would it be insane To say I obsess over you Night and day? To say I dream dreams of angels and queens who sing melodies of love and Other joyous things? A confession of my subconscious. Would it be ironic To say that I regret not knowing you sooner because I feel like I've wasted our time? And now forever is shorter than it would have been a year ago. But a year ago I didn't have the wisdom to understand real from fantasy. Schizophrenic mentality, you could say. But today I know what I feel is real. And our relationship isn't fantasy but a dream. One from which I never desire to wake Until death do us part. Would it be nonsense to say If I had a million dollars The first thing I'd buy is a white gold ring with a precious diamond on the top with the words "kärlek, för evigt" etched on the inside? I'd take you for a ride to the most extravagant of facilities and look you in the eye and say... "Money can't buy happiness; So I spent a million dollars on the one thing that would make me happy. Will you say yes and make me the happiest man alive?" Would I be ridiculous to say I fantasize over the idea of a house, kids, and a dog? Black and white go so well together, In so many ways, And I don't just mean on chess boards and kitchen floors. If I am just an insane, nonsensical fool full of ridiculously ironic dreams Then at least I can say I'm in love. Isn't that what it does to us? It's evol, they say, Because it changes people. You make me crazy. You make me so happy. You changed my life. I'm so in love with you. Kärlek, för evigt AM
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Aug 5, 2013
Aug 5, 2013 at 8:47 AM UTC
Kärlek, för evigt
Would it be insane To say I obsess over you Night and day? To say I dream dreams of angels and queens who sing melodies of love and Other joyous things? A confession of my subconscious. Would it be ironic To say that I regret not knowing you sooner because I feel like I've wasted our time? And now forever is shorter than it would have been a year ago. But a year ago I didn't have the wisdom to understand real from fantasy. Schizophrenic mentality, you could say. But today I know what I feel is real. And our relationship isn't fantasy but a dream. One from which I never desire to wake Until death do us part. Would it be nonsense to say If I had a million dollars The first thing I'd buy is a white gold ring with a precious diamond on the top with the words "kärlek, för evigt" etched on the inside? I'd take you for a ride to the most extravagant of facilities and look you in the eye and say... "Money can't buy happiness; So I spent a million dollars on the one thing that would make me happy. Will you say yes and make me the happiest man alive?" Would I be ridiculous to say I fantasize over the idea of a house, kids, and a dog? Black and white go so well together, In so many ways, And I don't just mean on chess boards and kitchen floors. If I am just an insane, nonsensical fool full of ridiculously ironic dreams Then at least I can say I'm in love. Isn't that what it does to us? It's evol, they say, Because it changes people. You make me crazy. You make me so happy. You changed my life. I'm so in love with you. Kärlek, för evigt AM
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A spear. An apple. A wing. A question mark split down the middle. B and V. Our biology. A pair of puckered lips never meant to bare teeth. A stamp. A shoe that doesn't stomp. A hard hat stubborn to turn and to change. Grows until you die, but shrinks all the same. A manmade symbol. A hallmark holiday. A trickster fairy's best weapon. Romance, erotica, intimacy an *********** Love, but not the love the world needs most. Reproductive organs, upside-down or right-side up. A moon. A teddy bear's ears. An inverted triangle. A horizontal, double-scooped ice cream cone. Weighed with a feather from a guard of hell, and we have heavy, hungry hearts. Without another ond we can't fly. Two snakes united in a kiss embrace. Evol.
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Nov 25, 2011
Nov 25, 2011 at 10:29 PM UTC
The Anatomy of a Heart
***Many years were wasted, dreams that were broken We cannot go back like molded bread I've been enduring, I've been waiting For your fire to rekindle again*** **Do you think you're the only one who regretted it? I've brought butter for our bread, but its too late The fire you said I had lost You're oblivious, its the fire you had blown** ***Are you tired of bringing me home? Are you tired of hearing me mourn? I didn't mean to exhaust you I just want you to notice me too*** **After a tiring day, I have to fetch and bring you home If not, we'll end up fighting very soon That's what's exhausting, 'cause I too, have things to mourn for Which you never noticed, 'cause your hands are already full** ***I said, "This is enough.", you said, "I'm tired." I ran away, tears fell even without a try Unanswered questions, "Aren't you going to run after me? Don't you love my anymore?" I never looked back, but how I wanted you to not let me go*** **You said you've had enough, I said "I'm tired" To hold my tears and run after you, oh I'm very tired Unanswered questions, "Don't you want to stay? Don't you love me anymore?" You never looked back, but how I wanted you to stop so I can hold you close** If I can bring back the time If I can bring back the time I won't run away anymore, I'll stay and tell you I love you I'll run after you and stop you to tell you I love you.
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Jun 9, 2015
Jun 9, 2015 at 4:24 AM UTC
uoy evol i
a little raw beautiful you are the way. and ,ti evol I the mouth that soft(that cruel) of teeth and lips is like it. thorn'd and prim and ringed in pinkness of petals parting on a pistil between. such smoothness that rushes, such skinness that prickles exactly at the right arch of its rising hips. to meet with the riding heartness of my surging taste: blood and just that tiny tang of left behind from. (can i begin?)'( and to fold you; into my hands–as fists– that unfold–inside you.
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Jul 20, 2014
Jul 20, 2014 at 6:40 PM UTC
Untitled
I hate you I really do I hate your black curly hair Your white glow, Oh! Why are you so fair? I hate your attitude I like you, I don’t need your gratitude Your charm, why is it so irresistible Love is evol, it’s just terrible Like a pampered princess you are treated With impossible demands, you always dominated Your sweetness melts me every time Why does your cute names makes my heart rhyme? Your smile is a dream come true So much humiliation I endure to satisfy you Your thoughts are always on my mind For you till late night I stay online Like a ***** you stole my heart For you I keep on trying so hard Who do you think you are? Couldn’t you just stayed afar? You say you don’t love me But you don’t even leave me An obedient toy you made me Purely hypnotized by your beauty I hate you I really do - Swarnabh 8/1/14
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Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 6:59 AM UTC
The mistress
Starting new is hard how do you replace the one you love Love is a strong word don't say it unless you mean it Your heart let's go of the past so it could embrace the future From a couple to solo its easy to think for one but to welcome another is a challenge It can't be just anyone but someone who's loyal and true Someone you could confind in and live with Seeking for the one hoping to be much more instead of less
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Aug 27, 2013
Aug 27, 2013 at 9:14 PM UTC
evol
For ever live forever involved... E mprical truth V ented emotions O rdinary til eternity L ongterm fascination L eap blind folded O utstanding sensual emissions V iolin heart beat E quality yet devolved in my eyes.
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Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 3:03 PM UTC
evol_love
w           w                         white is girl talk                                                                                           l                                                         ol                                          vol                       evol levol ylevol teeth opalescent silky                                                                                          it's big or small immediately after rainsomesummer wetly (whose shoulders are star struck shining              manifold upon manifold of dewy ******              shakes              a              nExact              excellence of pearls straightly              more fragile than              the bulb of a wilting flower is fragile              but whose body is strong beneath it              tall with muscles              and wears laughter like a coronet of thorns)                         emerging                                            timidly                                                         destroys                                                                        by                                                                            velveteen                                                                                 breath                                                                                   the tightness                                                                                    of closing eyes L LO LOV LOVE
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Jan 14, 2013
Jan 14, 2013 at 6:02 PM UTC
Untitled
w           w                         white is girl talk                                                                                           l                                                         ol                                          vol                       evol levol ylevol teeth opalescent silky                                                                                          it's big or small immediately after rainsomesummer wetly (whose shoulders are star struck shining              manifold upon manifold of dewy ******              shakes              a              nExact              excellence of pearls straightly              more fragile than              the bulb of a wilting flower is fragile              but whose body is strong beneath it              tall with muscles              and wears laughter like a coronet of thorns)                         emerging                                            timidly                                                         destroys                                                                        by                                                                            velveteen                                                                                 breath                                                                                   the tightness                                                                                    of closing eyes L LO LOV LOVE
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Someday maybe                         |                gnitiaw fo derit worg ll'I As I wonder about of you            |         ?yhw wonk t'nod i sselpleh oS Hear my heart that say...          |                 ...enola lla ereh m'I taht Of our sweet memories             |                 yawa spils tsuj ti tsaf oS That is here to stay,                   |             ,emit ni eud nettogrof tuB Of my love to you, Forever        |     og tel ot esoohc uoy evol ruo fo
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Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 3:07 AM UTC
A Mirror
By Arcassin Burnham Sing songs to you like I used to, Frank ocean impersonations, You use to bring me gold and silver virtues, I was your sensation, And your satisfaction, And your pleasure as well, She laid roses on the coffin in the fires of hell, I use to lay next to you on the way to your house, Slowly tilting in your bed, I'd never sit in the living room on the couch, Kisses on my neck, when you needed to, I used to say, darla, I cherish you, If anything I wanna marry you, And take you on expensive trips, And lay you down in queen size beds, And take you virginity away from you, I needed you like bonnie, I hope you get it, My bones and my flesh and soul, Could hardly bare to take it, Were all grown up now, So where's your confidence boo, Were all grown up now, So where's your confidence boo, Were all grown up now, So where's your confidence boo, Saved up on a lot for leggings and shoes, She said just to impress you, Not knowing if you'd take me back, I don't mean to intrude, Retaliation left a mark on my back, I remember you were rude, If Ignorance is bliss, Then shouldn't love be (evol), And if you let me explain, Then you know this is a sequel.
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Dec 2, 2014
Dec 2, 2014 at 12:40 AM UTC
"D-A-R-L-A Pt.2"
For some of us it was Valentine’s, for some of us it was the first day of lent. So what are you going to give up? She was sulking on the couch, he was doing coke in my living room, and there were strangers in my home, I’d let them in. I was just sipping lime and gin. They wrecked my house, and I let them. I said, I’m serious what are you going to give up? And we went around the circle, one by one: I told him to stop doing coke, I told her to stop dating older men. They both said no, they tell me to stop being a buzzkill. The room swelled. We moved downstairs and she was dancing on a pole, and he was talking business with people I didn’t know. And I was taking shots of ***** then because I wanted to feel like a swing set. I was swaying and he was holding me upright and he was placing his jacket on my shoulders, I have always been the coldest. His arms cinched around my waist and he was like a life vest. And for a moment I was above water, or at least not drowning. On the counter, there were wilting roses and chocolate covered strawberries. In the mirror the word LOVE spelled out EVOL. There was pink on all the walls, a bowl of candy hearts that said, I don’t know how to be sweet I don’t know how to be soft He was playing with my hands and tracing circles in my palms and I was letting him. I was getting drunk, and he was begging me to take another shot, and to take another shot, and to take another shot, to break my will. He found a way into my bed, he asked if he could stay and I don’t know why I let him in. He was not special and I was not that drunk anymore. It was lent and I was going to give it up, give it all away, give in. It was lent and I was going to give up.
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Mar 18, 2019
Mar 18, 2019 at 10:22 PM UTC
The Lethal Combination of Being Aromantic and a Poet on February 14th, 2018:
For some of us it was Valentine’s, for some of us it was the first day of lent. So what are you going to give up? She was sulking on the couch, he was doing coke in my living room, and there were strangers in my home, I’d let them in. I was just sipping lime and gin. They wrecked my house, and I let them. I said, I’m serious what are you going to give up? And we went around the circle, one by one: I told him to stop doing coke, I told her to stop dating older men. They both said no, they tell me to stop being a buzzkill. The room swelled. We moved downstairs and she was dancing on a pole, and he was talking business with people I didn’t know. And I was taking shots of ***** then because I wanted to feel like a swing set. I was swaying and he was holding me upright and he was placing his jacket on my shoulders, I have always been the coldest. His arms cinched around my waist and he was like a life vest. And for a moment I was above water, or at least not drowning. On the counter, there were wilting roses and chocolate covered strawberries. In the mirror the word LOVE spelled out EVOL. There was pink on all the walls, a bowl of candy hearts that said, I don’t know how to be sweet I don’t know how to be soft He was playing with my hands and tracing circles in my palms and I was letting him. I was getting drunk, and he was begging me to take another shot, and to take another shot, and to take another shot, to break my will. He found a way into my bed, he asked if he could stay and I don’t know why I let him in. He was not special and I was not that drunk anymore. It was lent and I was going to give it up, give it all away, give in. It was lent and I was going to give up.
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At first he said hi and he treated you with respect, something you never thought you could get. Suddenly he leaves and for a day you do not see him You begin to think, I wonder what he is into, how is he doing. Realizing you've cling to someone you are into but don't truly know what he is about, yet it  doesn't bother you, for it is he you let your guard down hoping one day you can feel what you felt before. How could you ignore such a feeling. Then that day comes the day you see him again, in that same building standing in the same line maybe a few people ahead, but he is right in front of you. He says hi and he treats you with respect, you say hi and do something you regret. Somehow now he has changed and u wouldn't believe some of the thing he be saying. Treating you with neglect, giving you disrespect, he just played his cards right just to give you good **** Now you question your heart, insecure torn apart. you took a chance but the state he left you in .... tears and pain from the disconnect ... -ShaiSoul
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Oct 7, 2016
Oct 7, 2016 at 1:49 PM UTC
EVOL
Seeing your eyes your love isn't a lie Back then when I used to cry about Some woman lost in the sky You can save my mind And now I can stay on my grind Continuing to live and breathing to give My life is like a runway just don't forget the Cid Say you love me and I say I love you back As long as it isn't a joke then I'll sure return like Arnold I'll be back We can go wild for the night We're not sipping Miller Lite I'm becoming you're new thought When you're staring into the night I'm not bad I'm just Evil That's with a capital E because that's My name on the D low I forget the past like throwing out the trash In the end it's just experience so I'll make it last Maybe I can be your new prince Not looking through the mirror glass If you **** me over I'll shoot your *** Not with a bullet but with the truth That hurts more than bullet Finally happy again dopamine rising After tonight I'll begin again just Blowing in the wind Man I don't think this good energy will Ever end Until the next heartbreak love is the new trend.
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May 25, 2014
May 25, 2014 at 4:06 AM UTC
evoL (Evil) Love
Stone swathed in silk trembles     ripples beneath the lines that write my exsistence Palm to flesh caress Lips     wet whisper miracles and witness Love  evoL ascend My belly tightens Flushed ******* rise and fall rise again rapid Blood pounds rushing hips push drenched in sense      ation euphoric fixation His mouth stealing noise off my tongue an aria begun and ended witnessed Love evoL He ascends again
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May 7, 2013
May 7, 2013 at 7:56 PM UTC
Rise and Fall of Man
It was dark clouds That sprang from mine eye And shrouded the horrors Around my life Vividly leaving out Good from the bad Solemnly stealing The smiles i once had All was faded and grey Sinking so far deep In the venomous prey It was all i could do To stay head above water on those dark solemn days The Evol surrounded me It stole all my thoughts Leaving me blinded From true love whom i sought I was cold & confused Clearly being used By the forces around me Who knew they weren't true Dark clouds Sprang from mine tongue Letting all know How much i was done screaming The medicine back to their fates Watching As they all drifted away Like fishing poles Unattended at night Not even trying To give a good fight Once all the darkness Was cleared away I could see The shimmering light display And aaahhh once again Dark clouds fall my way... 'AGoddessOriginal' mn days
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Jun 9, 2013
Jun 9, 2013 at 3:16 PM UTC
dark clouds 6/3/13
Hair up, not in a holder, in the air. Not grey but brown. You don't even need glasses, because you see the world as a flower any way. You are perfect. Everything that my family needs. I love you gram. <3 !uoy evol I Je t'aime!
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Jan 29, 2013
Jan 29, 2013 at 9:50 PM UTC
Gram
Love is itching on me tonight. The caring and the joy seem so bright. I can't help but want it, it’s too hard to resist! But sadly my path is covered in mist. Life is hard, and I'm one to talk. But don't give up; just take a walk. Wishes can be made, and promises can be kept. But hurting someone is hard to accept. The world isn't bad, just full of evol. And making everyone happy is more than an armful! Yet love is creeping on me again. Will it ever surpass my world back when? It seems as though I'm enchanted by a spell. But don't ask why; I have nothing to tell.
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Oct 29, 2011
Oct 29, 2011 at 2:33 AM UTC
"Silent Answers in the Wind"
Live and be free Die and be truly free Hate and love Love and evil Only one letter away Live backwards (is evil) Love, turn it around evol Remove an O and replace with an I Love is Evil and so is Life
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Aug 27, 2015
Aug 27, 2015 at 9:59 AM UTC
Evil love life