"oppisite" poems - Hello Poetry

merely breadcrums of cognitions produced during *realities open ended coma a world full of never ending twisted visions, imagine, imaginations experience constant states of nonexistence. would letters rejoice with one another, would they celebrate the specifics of the meanings re veiled by their gatherings? or would each become a victim? could each have a new home, found sixfeet deep, causing the destruction or any bit of lingering sanity left lurking.. would colors be conceivable? would delusions actually delude, if no trace of reality or its oppisite was remaining to place firmly in ones grasp?

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May 11, 2010

May 11, 2010 at 10:25 AM UTC

brianna

coma

merely breadcrums of cognitions produced during *realities open ended coma a world full of never ending twisted visions, imagine, imaginations experience constant states of nonexistence. would letters rejoice with one another, would they celebrate the specifics of the meanings re veiled by their gatherings? or would each become a victim? could each have a new home, found sixfeet deep, causing the destruction or any bit of lingering sanity left lurking.. would colors be conceivable? would delusions actually delude, if no trace of reality or its oppisite was remaining to place firmly in ones grasp?

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FWD: Guardian Of The Light Soul Glows Goes Below Behold Darkest Night Perception Surpassing Depths Humans Mention I Am Adept Ascending Threw New Dimensions I Understand I Just Do I Am Just Me Trust Me Your Just You Souls With Special Power Universal Timing Alining The Perfect Hour Rituals To Share Respect There Is No Tear In Wear When Im Here Or There And Adress The Threats Im Here On Earth To It Hurts The Worst Of Course What The Heck Im Burining In Flames That Strain Amazing Gazing In Just A Sec Secrue WHEN Im Near The Oppisite *** Im Too Awesome To Rest My Dreams Are Life And Death I Feel Nervous Breakin Pools Of Sweat I Pull Through Like Maters Do Till Wings Grew And There Is Nothing Left That I Can Give Or Recieve Like No More Breathe I Came To Earth To Transcend I Past The Test Theres A Star Some Way Out West That Reflects The East I Be At 4 Directs Gazing At The Sunset Im The Water Baier That Can Get The Sun Wet Magik Fairy Dust Is What My Ashes ArE Came From Far Away Past The Stars I Hold Romance & Soul Hands

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Apr 16, 2016

Apr 16, 2016 at 9:33 PM UTC

RomanceTree

I Will Be Here For The World

FWD: Guardian Of The Light Soul Glows Goes Below Behold Darkest Night Perception Surpassing Depths Humans Mention I Am Adept Ascending Threw New Dimensions I Understand I Just Do I Am Just Me Trust Me Your Just You Souls With Special Power Universal Timing Alining The Perfect Hour Rituals To Share Respect There Is No Tear In Wear When Im Here Or There And Adress The Threats Im Here On Earth To It Hurts The Worst Of Course What The Heck Im Burining In Flames That Strain Amazing Gazing In Just A Sec Secrue WHEN Im Near The Oppisite *** Im Too Awesome To Rest My Dreams Are Life And Death I Feel Nervous Breakin Pools Of Sweat I Pull Through Like Maters Do Till Wings Grew And There Is Nothing Left That I Can Give Or Recieve Like No More Breathe I Came To Earth To Transcend I Past The Test Theres A Star Some Way Out West That Reflects The East I Be At 4 Directs Gazing At The Sunset Im The Water Baier That Can Get The Sun Wet Magik Fairy Dust Is What My Ashes ArE Came From Far Away Past The Stars I Hold Romance & Soul Hands

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Think of love as a giant piece of metal, with you at one end and your significant other on the oppisite. The goal is just to create something. You will run into hard problems (ex, the metal not bending the way you want), awful noises (crying, laughter, *** ect) your body hurting from exhaustion. And the shear terror of the ability for you or the other to just give up and walk away. But if both parties put in effort then you end up with this beautiful, unbreakable, piece of art, with you sig.other at your side. And that is worth it all. That is love.

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Dec 7, 2014

Dec 7, 2014 at 9:06 PM UTC

aavelinajaden

Untitled

Think of love as a giant piece of metal, with you at one end and your significant other on the oppisite. The goal is just to create something. You will run into hard problems (ex, the metal not bending the way you want), awful noises (crying, laughter, *** ect) your body hurting from exhaustion. And the shear terror of the ability for you or the other to just give up and walk away. But if both parties put in effort then you end up with this beautiful, unbreakable, piece of art, with you sig.other at your side. And that is worth it all. That is love.

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All I got was a poem All I got was heart break, Heart break on my birthday Happy birthday to me

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Mar 30, 2014

Mar 30, 2014 at 7:25 PM UTC

oddhonesty

Oppisite of my birthday wish

All I got was a poem All I got was heart break, Heart break on my birthday Happy birthday to me

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White clothes binds White, white is the oppisite of my mind Medicine they say, Poison my body said Didn't wish for my position, Help is what I need From the darkness inside Assigned in a war that Mouth is the spear, Eyes is the laser And emotion is the shield A fight of strenght, Physically or menatally, Weak or strong Have no fight in the darkness within, That slowly ***** The light you gave to me

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Jan 2, 2019

Jan 2, 2019 at 10:49 PM UTC

drjgille

Darkness

White clothes binds White, white is the oppisite of my mind Medicine they say, Poison my body said Didn't wish for my position, Help is what I need From the darkness inside Assigned in a war that Mouth is the spear, Eyes is the laser And emotion is the shield A fight of strenght, Physically or menatally, Weak or strong Have no fight in the darkness within, That slowly ***** The light you gave to me

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