"massiveness" poems - Hello Poetry

With the intelligence & stamina of the wolf, My willpower & endurance excels beyond most, With the stealth & craftiness of the fox, I take much from my opposition & vanish in the night like a ghost.. With the massiveness & memory of the elephant, My mind runs deep & retains emotions for the better of my clan, With the camouflage & ingenuity of the octopus, I escape the pursuing demons & continue with my life long plan.. With the patience & strength of the crocodile, I ambush & clamp down on my oppressors treading unnoticed, With the devastating roar & isolation tactics of the tiger, I accomplish amazingly by my lonesome while dominating my foes with unmatched focus.. With the power, speed, & belligerence of the mantis shrimp, I hold the fastest punch in the world & my power equals that of a rifle bullet which allows me to take on all comers on earth, With the majesty & grace of the argali, I climb the highest mountains with the greatest of ease staying clear of my enemies & watching over the scenes til the next generation is birthed.. True originality... Shows through my personality.. This is my animality.. What animals do you compare to??? Whats your animality???

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Jul 5, 2012

Jul 5, 2012 at 1:54 AM UTC

michael-p-smith

My Animality

With the intelligence & stamina of the wolf, My willpower & endurance excels beyond most, With the stealth & craftiness of the fox, I take much from my opposition & vanish in the night like a ghost.. With the massiveness & memory of the elephant, My mind runs deep & retains emotions for the better of my clan, With the camouflage & ingenuity of the octopus, I escape the pursuing demons & continue with my life long plan.. With the patience & strength of the crocodile, I ambush & clamp down on my oppressors treading unnoticed, With the devastating roar & isolation tactics of the tiger, I accomplish amazingly by my lonesome while dominating my foes with unmatched focus.. With the power, speed, & belligerence of the mantis shrimp, I hold the fastest punch in the world & my power equals that of a rifle bullet which allows me to take on all comers on earth, With the majesty & grace of the argali, I climb the highest mountains with the greatest of ease staying clear of my enemies & watching over the scenes til the next generation is birthed.. True originality... Shows through my personality.. This is my animality.. What animals do you compare to??? Whats your animality???

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Let's say love is a mirage Once you get there it's vaporized A blanket full of sand Three containers at sunrise Stacked up waiting for more massiveness of spice The penalty pointed spokesman said defined Example, the olive baked snacker that slipped out of the coalmine He had a plastic burned hand with two blisters on the side But is it a mirage? Tobacco sunset A cotton carpet with table topped wine All vaporized

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May 14, 2015

May 14, 2015 at 4:39 PM UTC

robbert-van-nispen

Mirage

Let's say love is a mirage Once you get there it's vaporized A blanket full of sand Three containers at sunrise Stacked up waiting for more massiveness of spice The penalty pointed spokesman said defined Example, the olive baked snacker that slipped out of the coalmine He had a plastic burned hand with two blisters on the side But is it a mirage? Tobacco sunset A cotton carpet with table topped wine All vaporized

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I haven't had you in so long I cringe when you penetrate me engorged sleep inside of me well least I dream this could be but right now your far from me and I'm far from you, same city same town but it's hard to give back what once used to be, scared to trust again, I listened, believed I had plethora of will to withstand all things which could of and did come our way, I trusted you loved you best I have to go now have to forget pain pleasure tears sweat in and out deep, slow more and more seemed to be all we ever had seems if we weren't ******* we were scrapping. Tried, so tired, I just want to close my eyes and forget all the negative. Forget you, but the massiveness between your legs has me craving you once again. Always Me Ayeshah ® Copyright 1977 - Present © K.A.C.L.N © All right reserved ®

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Feb 4, 2014

Feb 4, 2014 at 4:52 AM UTC

Ayeshah

Craving.....

I haven't had you in so long I cringe when you penetrate me engorged sleep inside of me well least I dream this could be but right now your far from me and I'm far from you, same city same town but it's hard to give back what once used to be, scared to trust again, I listened, believed I had plethora of will to withstand all things which could of and did come our way, I trusted you loved you best I have to go now have to forget pain pleasure tears sweat in and out deep, slow more and more seemed to be all we ever had seems if we weren't ******* we were scrapping. Tried, so tired, I just want to close my eyes and forget all the negative. Forget you, but the massiveness between your legs has me craving you once again. Always Me Ayeshah ® Copyright 1977 - Present © K.A.C.L.N © All right reserved ®

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I search the shores of San Diego Couples embracing Rocks bracing against the wind Lonely hearts embracing the massiveness that is the Pacific, Atlantic, whichever I watch as surfers awaiting the next gift that the ocean will bring I watch the waves, they fall into themselves like a man losing everything And slap against each other like a man slapping his own knee hearing something too comedic to leave be I watch the birds as the encircle but a measly patch of land covered in sand and others encircle but a small, infinitesimal speck of ocean I watch the pier stand firm in face of waves that threaten the stability of the entirety and people, like ants, walk up and down the way The infinity of the ocean is something that I take no part of. Like a child that doth not wish to take part of a game in the schoolyard I traipse along the sand looking towards infinity.

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Mar 30, 2013

Mar 30, 2013 at 2:01 PM UTC

m-clement

Oceanic

I search the shores of San Diego Couples embracing Rocks bracing against the wind Lonely hearts embracing the massiveness that is the Pacific, Atlantic, whichever I watch as surfers awaiting the next gift that the ocean will bring I watch the waves, they fall into themselves like a man losing everything And slap against each other like a man slapping his own knee hearing something too comedic to leave be I watch the birds as the encircle but a measly patch of land covered in sand and others encircle but a small, infinitesimal speck of ocean I watch the pier stand firm in face of waves that threaten the stability of the entirety and people, like ants, walk up and down the way The infinity of the ocean is something that I take no part of. Like a child that doth not wish to take part of a game in the schoolyard I traipse along the sand looking towards infinity.

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there's a place once greatness, such massiveness so huge, i was humbled. i cried when i saw it as it was slowly fading away piece and peace laughter and love, the parts of that which all people seek now this place seems like a shadow almost invisible, every once in a while i see it out of the corner of my eye, glinting along with the rays of the sun on a window, the reflecting beauty in a brilliant Iris in the strut of my cats (any of the 5) in the dancing smoke of the first cigarette of the day in the danger of life, in the peace of sleep, as i sleep, i see it this vast space now so empty. there's a place once now lost

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Aug 11, 2011

Aug 11, 2011 at 9:36 AM UTC

matt-nobrains

all is lost as the day dies to night

there's a place once greatness, such massiveness so huge, i was humbled. i cried when i saw it as it was slowly fading away piece and peace laughter and love, the parts of that which all people seek now this place seems like a shadow almost invisible, every once in a while i see it out of the corner of my eye, glinting along with the rays of the sun on a window, the reflecting beauty in a brilliant Iris in the strut of my cats (any of the 5) in the dancing smoke of the first cigarette of the day in the danger of life, in the peace of sleep, as i sleep, i see it this vast space now so empty. there's a place once now lost

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( ^ * ^ ) 0 < > X //// • || <> ::: ( ) ( ) /-----\ • ( ( very gently now ) ) __ Towards the One Truth Always ( towards ..... Ourself ) •• The UTTER MASSIVENESS OF THE LIE !!! ( ( Very VERY gently now ) ) ____ Brutal the horror seeping in UGLY THE DEATH MORBID TBE GREED IN WATCHING THE DYING O O O O the nature of pain The loss of the sense of humanity • Listen ! This is not just some ******* poem on your computer screen !!! •• Like a bomb falling --- It shall finally hit the ground //////

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Aug 24, 2014

Aug 24, 2014 at 3:22 PM UTC

jeffrey-robin

yes indeed

( ^ * ^ ) 0 < > X //// • || <> ::: ( ) ( ) /-----\ • ( ( very gently now ) ) __ Towards the One Truth Always ( towards ..... Ourself ) •• The UTTER MASSIVENESS OF THE LIE !!! ( ( Very VERY gently now ) ) ____ Brutal the horror seeping in UGLY THE DEATH MORBID TBE GREED IN WATCHING THE DYING O O O O the nature of pain The loss of the sense of humanity • Listen ! This is not just some ******* poem on your computer screen !!! •• Like a bomb falling --- It shall finally hit the ground //////

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Eyes laser lock into mine Broad white hands grip my hips and like lion like wolf like the night I'm pulled onto your aching mouth Violent with longing I dance with and against you While the air crackling wet and hot moves around us with the sharp smell of fevered impatience. Our searching fingers ****** into each other's hair, My curls spiraling your ear like a witch's vise, yours dark-straight and otter-slick, daggering and slicing my open skin. The brine from your forehead oceans me As you pour yourself into every pore of my body seeking the source, seeking infinity, and I'm tasting you, wanting you, my senses overwhelmed by your driving desire, Every synapse is pin point and I'm dangerous as I try to hold onto this massiveness this urgency to burn and meld with you as we fling ourselves into the abyss of a dying sun and shatter into a million fragments...

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Oct 18, 2020

Oct 18, 2020 at 6:16 AM UTC

traci-sims

Heavy

Eyes laser lock into mine Broad white hands grip my hips and like lion like wolf like the night I'm pulled onto your aching mouth Violent with longing I dance with and against you While the air crackling wet and hot moves around us with the sharp smell of fevered impatience. Our searching fingers ****** into each other's hair, My curls spiraling your ear like a witch's vise, yours dark-straight and otter-slick, daggering and slicing my open skin. The brine from your forehead oceans me As you pour yourself into every pore of my body seeking the source, seeking infinity, and I'm tasting you, wanting you, my senses overwhelmed by your driving desire, Every synapse is pin point and I'm dangerous as I try to hold onto this massiveness this urgency to burn and meld with you as we fling ourselves into the abyss of a dying sun and shatter into a million fragments...

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When you think about the universe, and the massiveness of it, i tend to feel small, so I try not to, but then i think of the billions of people on Earth, those things make it seem like life is just a thing that happens a thing that ends, and when it ends the world goes on and if you don't move on the world leaves without you, the world left me a long time ago and left me in the dust.

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Jan 22, 2017

Jan 22, 2017 at 8:46 PM UTC

sometimesicry

Life

When you think about the universe, and the massiveness of it, i tend to feel small, so I try not to, but then i think of the billions of people on Earth, those things make it seem like life is just a thing that happens a thing that ends, and when it ends the world goes on and if you don't move on the world leaves without you, the world left me a long time ago and left me in the dust.

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Coming out of the last film screening, the empty mall looks like an abandoned cruise ship. There's the lingering sense of brief occupancy, in the same way plastic toys are lodged in the sandbox after parents have fetched their children. The shops are dim, empty. They're on break now, preparing for next morning's language of want. Glass doors are locked. Objects, once for sale, are inacquirable. Price tags are sheltered in the quiet specter of dark. How I do leave this. Where is the exit. I need a way out. Is there anybody out there. Someone to guide me. Look around. Some few hover. There are people still here. A man at the snack bar closing up shop. Laborers downstairs, fixing tiled floors. The guards. And their transceivers humming gargled whispers. And me, a spectator of the way things are after everyone's gone. I am built like this, I think. The after hours, the empty. These feel holy to anyone who wanders around vacancies. Hoping to discover a place inside the place. A field trip during midnight when loneliness doesn't have anyone it can flirt with, so it eats its own body and desires itself. In all this emptiness, I look for something small. A human, seeing me, sensing I'm lost, and coaxing me toward a narrow exit and out into the open world, where I'm even smaller than before. Outside, I think of inside. The massiveness. And the people still in it, bracing themselves for another 12 hours of this tomorrow.

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Dec 19, 2019

Dec 19, 2019 at 6:08 AM UTC

chickflavor

Midnight Shipwreck

Coming out of the last film screening, the empty mall looks like an abandoned cruise ship. There's the lingering sense of brief occupancy, in the same way plastic toys are lodged in the sandbox after parents have fetched their children. The shops are dim, empty. They're on break now, preparing for next morning's language of want. Glass doors are locked. Objects, once for sale, are inacquirable. Price tags are sheltered in the quiet specter of dark. How I do leave this. Where is the exit. I need a way out. Is there anybody out there. Someone to guide me. Look around. Some few hover. There are people still here. A man at the snack bar closing up shop. Laborers downstairs, fixing tiled floors. The guards. And their transceivers humming gargled whispers. And me, a spectator of the way things are after everyone's gone. I am built like this, I think. The after hours, the empty. These feel holy to anyone who wanders around vacancies. Hoping to discover a place inside the place. A field trip during midnight when loneliness doesn't have anyone it can flirt with, so it eats its own body and desires itself. In all this emptiness, I look for something small. A human, seeing me, sensing I'm lost, and coaxing me toward a narrow exit and out into the open world, where I'm even smaller than before. Outside, I think of inside. The massiveness. And the people still in it, bracing themselves for another 12 hours of this tomorrow.

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