"mindgames" poems - Hello Poetry

threads of sanity cascade through empty spaces where thoughts no longer hear my words not spoken through empty spaces where shattered dreams contain my words not spoken shouting through my hollow body where shattered dreams contain syllables of silence shouting through my hollow body through blue river veins syllables of silence reaching out for empty spaces through blue river veins where thoughts no longer breathe reaching out for empty spaces touching faraway mountain tips where thoughts no longer breathe black across the midday touching faraway mountain tips threads of sanity cascade black across the midday where thoughts no longer hear

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Apr 16, 2010

Apr 16, 2010 at 8:30 PM UTC

margo-roby-1

mindgames

threads of sanity cascade through empty spaces where thoughts no longer hear my words not spoken through empty spaces where shattered dreams contain my words not spoken shouting through my hollow body where shattered dreams contain syllables of silence shouting through my hollow body through blue river veins syllables of silence reaching out for empty spaces through blue river veins where thoughts no longer breathe reaching out for empty spaces touching faraway mountain tips where thoughts no longer breathe black across the midday touching faraway mountain tips threads of sanity cascade black across the midday where thoughts no longer hear

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If I think back to the time that I am fond of most I think it would have to be drifting in the boat peacefulness was abundant on that summer day floating about aimlessly playing funny games Looking to the sky I seen a hole right through th clouds so I fantasized that it was a time warp here and now I wondered if I'd get ****** in if I went below but all that came through it was a lovely rainbow It came down to the surface and from there it did grow So I thought that maybe this mirage wouldn't go but it faded quickly into the growing mist there I saw a dragon its tail slowly flicked as it let a deep roar from its parted lips I daresay I was mezmerized by this very sight this is why to this day I shudder with the fright of seeing something so unique it cannot be explained I can only chalk it up to the games the mind can play

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Feb 23, 2013

Feb 23, 2013 at 6:32 PM UTC

scot-powers

Mindgames

If I think back to the time that I am fond of most I think it would have to be drifting in the boat peacefulness was abundant on that summer day floating about aimlessly playing funny games Looking to the sky I seen a hole right through th clouds so I fantasized that it was a time warp here and now I wondered if I'd get ****** in if I went below but all that came through it was a lovely rainbow It came down to the surface and from there it did grow So I thought that maybe this mirage wouldn't go but it faded quickly into the growing mist there I saw a dragon its tail slowly flicked as it let a deep roar from its parted lips I daresay I was mezmerized by this very sight this is why to this day I shudder with the fright of seeing something so unique it cannot be explained I can only chalk it up to the games the mind can play

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Sanity Lucid, rational thinking Looking in mirror without blinking, Sure of judgments… Raison d’être abundant. Insanity Unpredictable, laughter and wrath Faltering life’s path… Complexities of mind, Seeing yet blind.

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Oct 4, 2014

Oct 4, 2014 at 6:11 AM UTC

deepakqt

Mindgames

Sanity Lucid, rational thinking Looking in mirror without blinking, Sure of judgments… Raison d’être abundant. Insanity Unpredictable, laughter and wrath Faltering life’s path… Complexities of mind, Seeing yet blind.

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A name I will never forget, Boring into my skull like a drill. Her face, Her laugh, Her talents, Made me love her. But all I got back was Mindgames, Abuse, And contempt For all of my love and devotion. I'd love so much to hate her, To hang her picture high And toss her knives and darts For abandoning all her friends And the people who loved her like me. But I can't will myself to do it. So she will live on forever In my tortured head.

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Oct 25, 2010

Oct 25, 2010 at 4:26 AM UTC

sam-oliver

Amber

A name I will never forget, Boring into my skull like a drill. Her face, Her laugh, Her talents, Made me love her. But all I got back was Mindgames, Abuse, And contempt For all of my love and devotion. I'd love so much to hate her, To hang her picture high And toss her knives and darts For abandoning all her friends And the people who loved her like me. But I can't will myself to do it. So she will live on forever In my tortured head.

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hope you read my poetry now you ******* maybe you''ll understand how i've felt for the last year for ******* once i'll give you mindgames

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Feb 8, 2015

Feb 8, 2015 at 1:10 PM UTC

Redshift

mindgames

hope you read my poetry now you ******* maybe you''ll understand how i've felt for the last year for ******* once i'll give you mindgames

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She stand back from the crowd music blasting in her ears so she can drown out the world, she pulls her sweat shirt off and puts her hat and mask on. Stepping through the crowd making her way to her podium her pedestal, her stage. The whistle blows loud and she snaps out of it coming back to the real would. She steps onto her platform digging her feet into the sandpaper so she wont fall. The director says the words she has herd all her life and she does what she is told. When the beep sounds she flies off her platform with so much strength and enter the water free, her body flows through as if she was made from water. Someone walks by bumping her accidentally throwing her back to reality, music still pounding in her ears she pulls off her sweat shirt for real this time seeing the eyes of her competitors on her, sizing her up as she does the same. But she hears there thoughts in her own head instead. Impostor. Pretender. Fake. She turns the volume up a little more not wanting to hear the unsaid words. But looks up to see she is to late. She takes her music out with shaking hands and puts her hat and mask on and makes her way over to her block when the impossible loud whistle blows she climbs up shaking. She hears the beep but the powerful dive doesn’t come, instead she falls in, she moves her muscles trying to find her spot but all she can hear in her head are the words unsaid, and the stairs of her competitors, herself.

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Feb 15, 2014

Feb 15, 2014 at 1:37 AM UTC

dee-bach

Mindgames

She stand back from the crowd music blasting in her ears so she can drown out the world, she pulls her sweat shirt off and puts her hat and mask on. Stepping through the crowd making her way to her podium her pedestal, her stage. The whistle blows loud and she snaps out of it coming back to the real would. She steps onto her platform digging her feet into the sandpaper so she wont fall. The director says the words she has herd all her life and she does what she is told. When the beep sounds she flies off her platform with so much strength and enter the water free, her body flows through as if she was made from water. Someone walks by bumping her accidentally throwing her back to reality, music still pounding in her ears she pulls off her sweat shirt for real this time seeing the eyes of her competitors on her, sizing her up as she does the same. But she hears there thoughts in her own head instead. Impostor. Pretender. Fake. She turns the volume up a little more not wanting to hear the unsaid words. But looks up to see she is to late. She takes her music out with shaking hands and puts her hat and mask on and makes her way over to her block when the impossible loud whistle blows she climbs up shaking. She hears the beep but the powerful dive doesn’t come, instead she falls in, she moves her muscles trying to find her spot but all she can hear in her head are the words unsaid, and the stairs of her competitors, herself.

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Today her name is amy Amy is strong Amy is bad Amy doesnt take your **** Amy is confident Amy doesn’t love and doesn’t expect it in return Tomorrow her name is Jane Jane is weak Jane is good Jane breaks down at your **** Jane is insecure Jane loves too much On tuesdays her name is Jade Jade is as strong as her name Her name of stone Jade seduces every man she sees Every sad man Jade doesn’t care Jade eats his sadness up and licks it off their lips Eventually the names change and they go from Ana- the ***** then Sady- the free spirit, maybe even Victoria who is exactly her name Crazy they all are in their sick twisted ways. The way that Cassie is the picasso of con artists. The way that Emily is a **** for mindgames The way that Carly will never find love. They all are different, no two alike But they come together as one To create this monster And that monster is me.

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Mar 29, 2017

Mar 29, 2017 at 7:46 AM UTC

annie-c

Identity

Today her name is amy Amy is strong Amy is bad Amy doesnt take your **** Amy is confident Amy doesn’t love and doesn’t expect it in return Tomorrow her name is Jane Jane is weak Jane is good Jane breaks down at your **** Jane is insecure Jane loves too much On tuesdays her name is Jade Jade is as strong as her name Her name of stone Jade seduces every man she sees Every sad man Jade doesn’t care Jade eats his sadness up and licks it off their lips Eventually the names change and they go from Ana- the ***** then Sady- the free spirit, maybe even Victoria who is exactly her name Crazy they all are in their sick twisted ways. The way that Cassie is the picasso of con artists. The way that Emily is a **** for mindgames The way that Carly will never find love. They all are different, no two alike But they come together as one To create this monster And that monster is me.

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Empty wine bottles Boardgames Makeup stained sheets Give it a few weeks Our periods sync our hair clogs together in the shower drain We lose track of who's is whos And share laughter clothes and virtue DIY haircuts Phobias Leftovers Milk carton sniffing Living with women We scrape around Recycling Tuesdays Two pound for the bus to town But I like to walk around rents gone up So has life Overpriced Cod and chips Read my lips Pre-drinks so we can afford to go out on the **** Self diagnosis No sleep Sore feet Feed the cat Call me back Borrowed socks All I've got Something always missing Living with women Gratitude expired **** Deliveroo No looroll mid poo Overjoyed Underpaid Petty fights Pilau rice Love of my life what's should we watch tonight? Deadlines Parking fines 2 sugars please Mind at ease But eek those shoes don't go with these Panic attack Midnight snack Summers gone just like that Stick and pokes Just for jokes Long weekends Best friends Manic episode Girl code Sound proof Shortbread Bed head Bad breath Razor blades Lucazade Feng shui Hungover for days Like we're running out of ways keeping entertained for free Bordem beginning Monotonous misery Fomo Comrodory Unnecessary jealously But you bring out the best in me Sloppy secrets Morning mindgames patrol Toilet bowl throw up goal Empowered After hours Talking till it's all said twice 247 advice Ready salted luck you've been given The days you thank **** To know these women

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Feb 22, 2024

Feb 22, 2024 at 2:41 PM UTC

Shevapple

Living with women

Empty wine bottles Boardgames Makeup stained sheets Give it a few weeks Our periods sync our hair clogs together in the shower drain We lose track of who's is whos And share laughter clothes and virtue DIY haircuts Phobias Leftovers Milk carton sniffing Living with women We scrape around Recycling Tuesdays Two pound for the bus to town But I like to walk around rents gone up So has life Overpriced Cod and chips Read my lips Pre-drinks so we can afford to go out on the **** Self diagnosis No sleep Sore feet Feed the cat Call me back Borrowed socks All I've got Something always missing Living with women Gratitude expired **** Deliveroo No looroll mid poo Overjoyed Underpaid Petty fights Pilau rice Love of my life what's should we watch tonight? Deadlines Parking fines 2 sugars please Mind at ease But eek those shoes don't go with these Panic attack Midnight snack Summers gone just like that Stick and pokes Just for jokes Long weekends Best friends Manic episode Girl code Sound proof Shortbread Bed head Bad breath Razor blades Lucazade Feng shui Hungover for days Like we're running out of ways keeping entertained for free Bordem beginning Monotonous misery Fomo Comrodory Unnecessary jealously But you bring out the best in me Sloppy secrets Morning mindgames patrol Toilet bowl throw up goal Empowered After hours Talking till it's all said twice 247 advice Ready salted luck you've been given The days you thank **** To know these women

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