"jinxes" poems - Hello Poetry

An anarchist atom Assaults the atmosphere With anger and aerial arson Bringing, begetting Brutal and ****** battles In my brain Initiating chaos With charges Of chemicals. A disection, distortion Diversion of dedication And direction Causing eruptions Emissions Of erratic, electric elements Of ego. Ferocious fires form In filaments, firmaments Feeding the fantastic Forces Which grow and gain In greatness in gravity Grave, gory, gorgeous Gloom. Henceforth hidden horrors Harrowed in a hollow heart Instantly interact with Intimate ideas Initiating irregular, irrational Irreversible Irrelevant Intimacy Jealousy Jumbling of jinxes And laws of the jungle For kicks Leading to lies Leaving love for loneliness Loss. A massive moral meltdown In my mind Negating, neutralising normality Orchestrates an open Onslaught of order And ordinary People's principles To pursue passion And perfection In a poetic periphery Quite queer to some And quaint to those Not acquainted with Rushes of ramblings Received and reciprocated Or radical ridicule Of rascals. Synapses send, Signal every sinew Simulating similar signs But transmitting treacherous Tingles Teasing, trapping thoughts In terror, temptations To commit treason Unforgivable, unforgettable Us Vivid and vibrant But also very Woeful Wishing we were wild And willing to walk Our wishes make wonderful Wells of Youth And creative zest.

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Feb 24, 2013

Feb 24, 2013 at 11:09 AM UTC

patricia-drake

Chaotic Pattern

An anarchist atom Assaults the atmosphere With anger and aerial arson Bringing, begetting Brutal and ****** battles In my brain Initiating chaos With charges Of chemicals. A disection, distortion Diversion of dedication And direction Causing eruptions Emissions Of erratic, electric elements Of ego. Ferocious fires form In filaments, firmaments Feeding the fantastic Forces Which grow and gain In greatness in gravity Grave, gory, gorgeous Gloom. Henceforth hidden horrors Harrowed in a hollow heart Instantly interact with Intimate ideas Initiating irregular, irrational Irreversible Irrelevant Intimacy Jealousy Jumbling of jinxes And laws of the jungle For kicks Leading to lies Leaving love for loneliness Loss. A massive moral meltdown In my mind Negating, neutralising normality Orchestrates an open Onslaught of order And ordinary People's principles To pursue passion And perfection In a poetic periphery Quite queer to some And quaint to those Not acquainted with Rushes of ramblings Received and reciprocated Or radical ridicule Of rascals. Synapses send, Signal every sinew Simulating similar signs But transmitting treacherous Tingles Teasing, trapping thoughts In terror, temptations To commit treason Unforgivable, unforgettable Us Vivid and vibrant But also very Woeful Wishing we were wild And willing to walk Our wishes make wonderful Wells of Youth And creative zest.

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our love was- Is- Immature. But it is true. From toadstools upturned To faerie jinxes, It is true. And I know, in my spirit, That your hand was destined to meet mine. One way or another.

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Dec 2, 2019

Dec 2, 2019 at 10:59 PM UTC

Unwinded

Balance - Fantastical

our love was- Is- Immature. But it is true. From toadstools upturned To faerie jinxes, It is true. And I know, in my spirit, That your hand was destined to meet mine. One way or another.

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I closed my eyes, I blew out seventeen candles, All thinking of the same wish, I know I shouldn't jinxes this, But even as foolish as I am, I know all dreams don't come true. I thought back to just a year prior, The places I had been, All while staying in the same neighborhood, And in those new spaces, Filled with dark and black, I found a cold little being in the corner amidst all of that terror, I remember the floor felt a little harder then before, The room was a little bit larger, And inside my soul had grown violent, But you always did that to me, My mind was empty, I wasn't thinking about you, I was feeling you though, I was rabid, The raw hatred in my body made it impossible to speak, You didn't just upset me that night, You created a new being, Someone cold, Someone heartless, Someone who couldn't love, You made me this way, My bones still ache, My body still pulsates, The blood through my veins is rushing, Now my wish is simple, It's just to do as you wanted, Just a year prior this time, I pray you get your wish, Maybe you should take another bottle of pills this time.

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Jan 27, 2013

Jan 27, 2013 at 12:20 AM UTC

r-a-sanders

January 26th.

I closed my eyes, I blew out seventeen candles, All thinking of the same wish, I know I shouldn't jinxes this, But even as foolish as I am, I know all dreams don't come true. I thought back to just a year prior, The places I had been, All while staying in the same neighborhood, And in those new spaces, Filled with dark and black, I found a cold little being in the corner amidst all of that terror, I remember the floor felt a little harder then before, The room was a little bit larger, And inside my soul had grown violent, But you always did that to me, My mind was empty, I wasn't thinking about you, I was feeling you though, I was rabid, The raw hatred in my body made it impossible to speak, You didn't just upset me that night, You created a new being, Someone cold, Someone heartless, Someone who couldn't love, You made me this way, My bones still ache, My body still pulsates, The blood through my veins is rushing, Now my wish is simple, It's just to do as you wanted, Just a year prior this time, I pray you get your wish, Maybe you should take another bottle of pills this time.

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Here I wait resting on the door jamb standing betwixt and between shall I stay here or drop my hand, move beyond what I’ve known and seen? What will be out there to my left and right where will the next step take me from here? They said danger is there out of my sight - threats, jinxes, and disease if that step I dare. But if I move back into the shady cool I’ll be safe in this cozy inner space. Being in between without old rules not knowing the beyond I’ll face is scary but this is a journey of revelation even if sacrifice and loss is in this race I trust I will find peace and inspiration.

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May 4, 2020

May 4, 2020 at 12:38 AM UTC

glenn-currier

Threshold

Here I wait resting on the door jamb standing betwixt and between shall I stay here or drop my hand, move beyond what I’ve known and seen? What will be out there to my left and right where will the next step take me from here? They said danger is there out of my sight - threats, jinxes, and disease if that step I dare. But if I move back into the shady cool I’ll be safe in this cozy inner space. Being in between without old rules not knowing the beyond I’ll face is scary but this is a journey of revelation even if sacrifice and loss is in this race I trust I will find peace and inspiration.

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My shaky hands are unsteady But it's ok cause the surgery's on me And everywhere I see People dropping bombs or dropping ecstasy And I've done both Guess my demon's got a degree He holds my hand when I walk in shadows And kicks me when I'm on my knees My shaky heart is unready But it's ok cause the love is on me And everywhere I see Helping-hand strangers and ignorant pharisees And I am both Guess my angel's got a diverse pedigree She lets me hold the wheel in daylight And jinxes me everytime I throw away the keys My shaky soul needs a wedding But it's ok cause the spirit's on me And everywhere I see Cheap plastic parties and celestial ceremonies And I attend both Guess my god's got a strange disease It lets me make honey with the birds And fly busted-winged with the bees

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Mar 30, 2015

Mar 30, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC

lucy-tonic

Shaky

My shaky hands are unsteady But it's ok cause the surgery's on me And everywhere I see People dropping bombs or dropping ecstasy And I've done both Guess my demon's got a degree He holds my hand when I walk in shadows And kicks me when I'm on my knees My shaky heart is unready But it's ok cause the love is on me And everywhere I see Helping-hand strangers and ignorant pharisees And I am both Guess my angel's got a diverse pedigree She lets me hold the wheel in daylight And jinxes me everytime I throw away the keys My shaky soul needs a wedding But it's ok cause the spirit's on me And everywhere I see Cheap plastic parties and celestial ceremonies And I attend both Guess my god's got a strange disease It lets me make honey with the birds And fly busted-winged with the bees

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There's nothing but jinxes. Lots of whiners and stress. There's nothing more than despair. That comes to me, fair and square. I don't see any reason in this realism From literature for you to be so enthusiasm. And so goes to sweetness and music. All of these make me sick. All people around see me as a joke. I'm broke, broke and again, broke. I don't see why we are bound To keep our limits on the ground.

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Nov 22, 2017

Nov 22, 2017 at 3:32 PM UTC

Vanidy

Broke

There's nothing but jinxes. Lots of whiners and stress. There's nothing more than despair. That comes to me, fair and square. I don't see any reason in this realism From literature for you to be so enthusiasm. And so goes to sweetness and music. All of these make me sick. All people around see me as a joke. I'm broke, broke and again, broke. I don't see why we are bound To keep our limits on the ground.

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