"lls" poems - Hello Poetry

this aria spans of unheadedde cline 4the cit y of depart ures a ,ndexit-door blood:--------:lines 5the longwal kof walls of the hydra's throat ter.....m.i.n.a.l s-t-~'ation to6day in ha lf light walls of the hydra's throat (one born every minute( 7k nighted kcell walls of the hydra's throat1neborneveyminute .and 8f.ur nace dr.op vei,'ns 9resist~''ant plagues )0zeros(inside )fever( virulent s trains ____come__________t ce_______lls wall co______tto_______n we___________lls c______all

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Sep 11, 2013

Sep 11, 2013 at 12:54 AM UTC

brian-oblivion

hydra

this aria spans of unheadedde cline 4the cit y of depart ures a ,ndexit-door blood:--------:lines 5the longwal kof walls of the hydra's throat ter.....m.i.n.a.l s-t-~'ation to6day in ha lf light walls of the hydra's throat (one born every minute( 7k nighted kcell walls of the hydra's throat1neborneveyminute .and 8f.ur nace dr.op vei,'ns 9resist~''ant plagues )0zeros(inside )fever( virulent s trains ____come__________t ce_______lls wall co______tto_______n we___________lls c______all

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. L i k e a Rolling Stone SatisfactionWhat's Going On R e s p ect Good Vibra tions Johnny B. Goode H e y J u d e S m e lls Like Teen Spirit My G eneration A Change is G o nna Come Y e s terday Blow'n in the Wind Lo ndon Calling I Want to Hold Your H a n d Help! A Stairway to H e a v e n L ight My Fire Purple H a z e H ound Dog L e t It Be One No Woman , No Cry B o r n t o R u n

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Oct 21, 2014

Oct 21, 2014 at 4:23 AM UTC

TheGoodPussy

Rock 'n' Roll ****

. L i k e a Rolling Stone SatisfactionWhat's Going On R e s p ect Good Vibra tions Johnny B. Goode H e y J u d e S m e lls Like Teen Spirit My G eneration A Change is G o nna Come Y e s terday Blow'n in the Wind Lo ndon Calling I Want to Hold Your H a n d Help! A Stairway to H e a v e n L ight My Fire Purple H a z e H ound Dog L e t It Be One No Woman , No Cry B o r n t o R u n

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"Be careful she doesn't get bored with you next It's a long way to ** f a l l** ." That line popped into my head The other day & it's been rattling around inside Ever since. It's from one of my favorite books. A book that says many true things. I Don't know. It just crept inside my thoughts & grabbed on tight. "It's a long way to fall." Sometimes I wonder if I am a replacement. Maybe it's because You aren't- Most people are, See. Paper dolls Placeholders For the people I can't have close. I've kissed glass lips before Gazed through see-through collarbones & seen only my reflection Distorted in translucent eyes. Sometimes they fall & break In shards on the floor & I see my tears In all the little pieces. But you Are Flesh. Sometimes I ask myself If I resent it. I don't think I do. (& I resent That.- "IT'S A LONG WAY TO FALL.") Because I wonder, Every so often, If I am a paper doll to your porcelain. If I am a poor [wo]man's lover, Good enough . . . . [For now.] I don't like those thoughts. Maybe they are where jealousy starts, But I feel none. (I am glad of that- It is the ugliest feeling I know of.) But I do wonder, all the same, If I am only the best You can do Just now. I hate wondering that. I hate it because I shouldn't care to wonder, ("it'salongwaytofall!") & I hate it because I should think it's more ridiculous Than I do. I looked by accident In[T]o puppydog eyes the other d[A]y Begging for attention At the dinner table & I heard it li[K]e b[E]lls "[IT]'s a long way to f[ALL]." & mostly I do dismiss it, The possibility that sometimes seems Very real, That I am a passing fad- "It's a long way to fall." The nagging inkling that ma[Y]be I'm n[O]t special- Just New. & that I will pass Like aut[U]mn, & my leaves fall & the pretty colors gone [W]ill leave me bare & ugly & l[I]feless al[L] over again. The passing thought that perhaps The universe is speaking to me & not you, That maybe the message is "It's a [L]ong *Way To* [ F A L L." ]

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Oct 14, 2013

Oct 14, 2013 at 8:56 PM UTC

mikaila

&

"Be careful she doesn't get bored with you next It's a long way to ** f a l l** ." That line popped into my head The other day & it's been rattling around inside Ever since. It's from one of my favorite books. A book that says many true things. I Don't know. It just crept inside my thoughts & grabbed on tight. "It's a long way to fall." Sometimes I wonder if I am a replacement. Maybe it's because You aren't- Most people are, See. Paper dolls Placeholders For the people I can't have close. I've kissed glass lips before Gazed through see-through collarbones & seen only my reflection Distorted in translucent eyes. Sometimes they fall & break In shards on the floor & I see my tears In all the little pieces. But you Are Flesh. Sometimes I ask myself If I resent it. I don't think I do. (& I resent That.- "IT'S A LONG WAY TO FALL.") Because I wonder, Every so often, If I am a paper doll to your porcelain. If I am a poor [wo]man's lover, Good enough . . . . [For now.] I don't like those thoughts. Maybe they are where jealousy starts, But I feel none. (I am glad of that- It is the ugliest feeling I know of.) But I do wonder, all the same, If I am only the best You can do Just now. I hate wondering that. I hate it because I shouldn't care to wonder, ("it'salongwaytofall!") & I hate it because I should think it's more ridiculous Than I do. I looked by accident In[T]o puppydog eyes the other d[A]y Begging for attention At the dinner table & I heard it li[K]e b[E]lls "[IT]'s a long way to f[ALL]." & mostly I do dismiss it, The possibility that sometimes seems Very real, That I am a passing fad- "It's a long way to fall." The nagging inkling that ma[Y]be I'm n[O]t special- Just New. & that I will pass Like aut[U]mn, & my leaves fall & the pretty colors gone [W]ill leave me bare & ugly & l[I]feless al[L] over again. The passing thought that perhaps The universe is speaking to me & not you, That maybe the message is "It's a [L]ong *Way To* [ F A L L." ]

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its been a year and I still don't know w hat to say when so meone asks me abo ut the scars. My fri ends tell me I look t he same as I did fiv e years ago and I a m relieved, nothing has changed. She te lls me she likes the heart shape my face akes but I feel a little broken when I see na rrow noses and almo nd eyes. The song yo u burned for me two years ago still feels fa miliar but our friends hip feels like it's only taking small baby st eps forward and I a m afraid we are too g entle again, unsure. I miss it, but I don't. I m iss it. I don't I don't I don't. Things are wobb ly again. I'll be here.

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Aug 28, 2014

Aug 28, 2014 at 2:44 PM UTC

olivepoet

nothing is new (everything is new)

its been a year and I still don't know w hat to say when so meone asks me abo ut the scars. My fri ends tell me I look t he same as I did fiv e years ago and I a m relieved, nothing has changed. She te lls me she likes the heart shape my face akes but I feel a little broken when I see na rrow noses and almo nd eyes. The song yo u burned for me two years ago still feels fa miliar but our friends hip feels like it's only taking small baby st eps forward and I a m afraid we are too g entle again, unsure. I miss it, but I don't. I m iss it. I don't I don't I don't. Things are wobb ly again. I'll be here.

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some words go US Eng, some go UK Eng so inside the word-dividing "[ ]" is the chosen sound KIND OF A WA[ɔ]LKING... EMITTER OF ENDORPHINS INNER-LIGHT-EVOKING VAU[ɔ]LT WITH A FORMi̲DABLY ENORMOUS INFINITELY RISING RESERVE OF THRILLINGLY PO[ɑ]SITIVE EMOTIONS (wa[ɒ]nt some?) THE EPITOME OF DELIGHT & ENJOYMENT —————————————————————————— strolling through some au[ɔ]tumn spo[ɑ]ts sa[ɔ]w some gyals being dolorous stole up o[ɒ]n 'em once I'm close enough I'm exploding with that mind-blowing stuff I've noted 'bove ba[ɔ]wling "lit morning, quit mourning" so ear-splittingly like my ***** just go[ɑ]t torn apart they, seemed to me, were in total sho[ɑ]ck unloading, giving 'em a[ɔ]ll I've go[ɑ]t which got 'em a little overpa[ɑ]cked each of 'em got a lethal cor atta[ɑ]ck overdosed, they dro[ɑ]pped on the ground like ja[ɔ]ws of cha[ɑ]ps at the sight of girls with bo[ɑ]ds that are smoking ho[ɑ]t —————————————————————————— ALSO, TRULY HOPEFUL BORN WITH LO[ɑ]TS OF OFFERS OF EMPLOYMENT IN TERMS OF MOVING FORWARD THE MOTION'S NOTHING LESS THAN HURTLING ALWAYS, EVERY MOMENT MAINTAIN THE FIRST PLACE IN A LIST OF POTENTIAL BOYFRIENDS FOR GIRLS THAT ARE INDECENTLY GORGEOUS AND UNBELIEVABLY JOYOUS lyrically, these word-co[ɑ]mbs come close to what a ***** does performing a ******* [once was told that I have 0 SELF-IRONY]

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Feb 20, 2020

Feb 20, 2020 at 5:03 AM UTC

TRFLD

"Campaign Speech" influenced rhyming [remade into another poem]

some words go US Eng, some go UK Eng so inside the word-dividing "[ ]" is the chosen sound KIND OF A WA[ɔ]LKING... EMITTER OF ENDORPHINS INNER-LIGHT-EVOKING VAU[ɔ]LT WITH A FORMi̲DABLY ENORMOUS INFINITELY RISING RESERVE OF THRILLINGLY PO[ɑ]SITIVE EMOTIONS (wa[ɒ]nt some?) THE EPITOME OF DELIGHT & ENJOYMENT —————————————————————————— strolling through some au[ɔ]tumn spo[ɑ]ts sa[ɔ]w some gyals being dolorous stole up o[ɒ]n 'em once I'm close enough I'm exploding with that mind-blowing stuff I've noted 'bove ba[ɔ]wling "lit morning, quit mourning" so ear-splittingly like my ***** just go[ɑ]t torn apart they, seemed to me, were in total sho[ɑ]ck unloading, giving 'em a[ɔ]ll I've go[ɑ]t which got 'em a little overpa[ɑ]cked each of 'em got a lethal cor atta[ɑ]ck overdosed, they dro[ɑ]pped on the ground like ja[ɔ]ws of cha[ɑ]ps at the sight of girls with bo[ɑ]ds that are smoking ho[ɑ]t —————————————————————————— ALSO, TRULY HOPEFUL BORN WITH LO[ɑ]TS OF OFFERS OF EMPLOYMENT IN TERMS OF MOVING FORWARD THE MOTION'S NOTHING LESS THAN HURTLING ALWAYS, EVERY MOMENT MAINTAIN THE FIRST PLACE IN A LIST OF POTENTIAL BOYFRIENDS FOR GIRLS THAT ARE INDECENTLY GORGEOUS AND UNBELIEVABLY JOYOUS lyrically, these word-co[ɑ]mbs come close to what a ***** does performing a ******* [once was told that I have 0 SELF-IRONY]

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In a town like this I'd rather be completely alone Than be surrounded by you people I can't walk/drive through this town without getting ****** That's a really bad sign I don't think I'm better than you I don't have anything better But your tempers and your drama Needs to stop I know it's ya'lls way of entertaining each other Heaven for bid We can't get along What the hell else would we do with our valuable time Without drama What else is there Hey uhm Why not try sports If you wanna hit someone There's a thing called boxing Or.... Throw some ball around Exercise Read books Educate yourselves Do drugs Get wasted Get along This town is only so big Your ex is gonna find someone else That's all this town does Is date in triangles Or octagons We all know we're ***** and ******* Why not tell each other what we don't know Like all those facts your teaching yourselves out of those things called books Get a job Support yourselves Fighting and complaining is an awesome way to make money Good job I'm so proud We all ALL need to find better for ourselves This town We're gonna die here If we don't get out And I don't want to die here

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Nov 16, 2012

Nov 16, 2012 at 11:06 PM UTC

l-smida

This town

In a town like this I'd rather be completely alone Than be surrounded by you people I can't walk/drive through this town without getting ****** That's a really bad sign I don't think I'm better than you I don't have anything better But your tempers and your drama Needs to stop I know it's ya'lls way of entertaining each other Heaven for bid We can't get along What the hell else would we do with our valuable time Without drama What else is there Hey uhm Why not try sports If you wanna hit someone There's a thing called boxing Or.... Throw some ball around Exercise Read books Educate yourselves Do drugs Get wasted Get along This town is only so big Your ex is gonna find someone else That's all this town does Is date in triangles Or octagons We all know we're ***** and ******* Why not tell each other what we don't know Like all those facts your teaching yourselves out of those things called books Get a job Support yourselves Fighting and complaining is an awesome way to make money Good job I'm so proud We all ALL need to find better for ourselves This town We're gonna die here If we don't get out And I don't want to die here

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I feelll aas th ough yyooou rr hheeaart tttt i c a h s r s i n g crushing I n v aa d ii n g my MIND my s ssp pp paaa cce ee Get oouuuuttt away over lls over hi t ls th e h e h hil h T e ills awayawayawayawayawayawayaway and OfFfFFffff toooo buurnn y s o u l m s o u l s o u l ...

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May 12, 2017

May 12, 2017 at 11:16 AM UTC

Charry

Give me my space

I feelll aas th ough yyooou rr hheeaart tttt i c a h s r s i n g crushing I n v aa d ii n g my MIND my s ssp pp paaa cce ee Get oouuuuttt away over lls over hi t ls th e h e h hil h T e ills awayawayawayawayawayawayaway and OfFfFFffff toooo buurnn y s o u l m s o u l s o u l ...

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Why do I keep throwing my memories away? Every new girl wants to **** my past Now that you’re gone The next one will want to **** you too I don’t want to deny my past I just want something that will last Why waste time talking about her? That’s all behind me now I never think of them Except when you bring it up I’m not the type to go back Why do you want to go there? Don’t make me deny my past I just want something that will last Why waste time talking about her? That’s all behind me now You were supposed to make me forget But you kept reminding my heart Why did you do that? You turned us off before we could start I put on a slow song about the coast And then I said, “Let’s dance” But before long You said, “That was ya’lls song” It must be terrible to be so afraid Why are you scared of a ghost? You worry about what will never happen You keep thinking about that song about the coast Don’t make me deny my past I just want something that will last Why waste time talking about her? That’s all behind me now

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Mar 6, 2012

Mar 6, 2012 at 9:13 PM UTC

mark-lecuona

That's All Behind Me Now (but you won't let it die)

Why do I keep throwing my memories away? Every new girl wants to **** my past Now that you’re gone The next one will want to **** you too I don’t want to deny my past I just want something that will last Why waste time talking about her? That’s all behind me now I never think of them Except when you bring it up I’m not the type to go back Why do you want to go there? Don’t make me deny my past I just want something that will last Why waste time talking about her? That’s all behind me now You were supposed to make me forget But you kept reminding my heart Why did you do that? You turned us off before we could start I put on a slow song about the coast And then I said, “Let’s dance” But before long You said, “That was ya’lls song” It must be terrible to be so afraid Why are you scared of a ghost? You worry about what will never happen You keep thinking about that song about the coast Don’t make me deny my past I just want something that will last Why waste time talking about her? That’s all behind me now

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Can the tho ugt Oft his bet hat The ide als sit For all toh ear Yet sim ply die Ise eit now how you exp ose and cry ing out sti fle tha twh ich cou ld1 day fly Ifo nly you had not bee ngi ven suc hch anc eto inf ect mym ind Tra gic ast tra ffi cfi lls the air bli ndo pen you ree yes tof ind thi sto bet Rue.

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Jun 3, 2018

Jun 3, 2018 at 2:37 AM UTC

james-r-1

Philosophical Reflection (Read on a Bus)

Can the tho ugt Oft his bet hat The ide als sit For all toh ear Yet sim ply die Ise eit now how you exp ose and cry ing out sti fle tha twh ich cou ld1 day fly Ifo nly you had not bee ngi ven suc hch anc eto inf ect mym ind Tra gic ast tra ffi cfi lls the air bli ndo pen you ree yes tof ind thi sto bet Rue.

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