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"reallly" poems
we are so alone amongst eachother our conscious love? my oh my in short supply! we want what we can take we refuse to hold what is offered we are so asleep complacent slaves OF WHAT? dont ask dont tell dont ask dont tell! is it reallly okay? no! so! we are such complacent slaves my oh my our conscious love? IN SHORT SUPPLY
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Sep 28, 2010
Sep 28, 2010 at 12:25 PM UTC
in short supply
hey Mo I ain't ever seen you looking so low   why oh why are you looking so low I really reallly want to know well the reason why I'm looking so low is cause I've been cancelled bro            my act didn't well please the ones afflicted with that cancel culture disease cancelled for good cancelled for life cancelled like a six   p.m. flight hey Mo you can't get around   looking so flat you just got to get off that cancelling mat don't let that cancelling get you down cause I don't like looking at your downcast frown    yeah a smile is the thing I must wear that'll show them that I don't care
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Jan 30, 2022
Jan 30, 2022 at 1:51 AM UTC
Hey Mo
why the occurrence of something highly improbable should be inherently noteworthy                              Here is a way to produce                          Here is a way to produce an outcome                                                  a poem almost certainly                                          almost certainly never seen before in                                   never seen before in human history                                             human history and never to be repeated:                          and never to be repeated: Shuffle a deck of cards.                             Shuffle an alphabet. The resulting deck, assuming                  The resulting deck of letters the cards are shuffled correctly,        if the letters are shuffled correctly should only occur on average                should only occur on average every 52 *51 *50 *... 21 shuffles,       every 26 *25 *24 *... 21 shuffles, because this is the number                        because this is the number of possible permutations of                       of possible permutations 52 cards, all equally likely.                         26 letters, all equally likely.  This number is incomprehensibly large, on the order of 1068 or 534 using  letters                                100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,     000,000,000,000, (or half that with an alphabet)                                                 Every person on earth could                                        write a gibberish poem once every nanosecond                     for the expected lifetime of the universe and not even put                                                       a dent in that number.                                Is this why then is there not a GOOD poem written                                           every time letters are shuffled about                                              the astronomically unlikely event                                                          that just took place? Because letters are not numbers, the subset of sequenced associations called words  (in the English language) is about a mere                                                   ~ 220,000~                     But, each year, an estimated 800 to 1,000 new words                                     are added to the English language That is still a heck of a lot of possible combinations and is the reason                                          why the occurrence of something should be inherently noteworthy at all. So writing a new combination of words is still pretty difficult, and writing an intelligible and intelligent mind moving combination is a rare thing indeed. Should you happen to write a poem and get even a single read, that is a pretty miraculous thing because the subset of the billions of English reading persons on Earth who also read poetry habitutualy read is the square root of pi, or 1.7724537398758821888. which ain’t a lot of people. So, if you wrote a really good poem today and a couple of people read it, liked it, that highly improbable event is highly improbable, about the same chance that someone else exists with your exact DNA (excluding any identical twin) is a reallly low number so, consider yourself really, really special.  I do.
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Mar 25, 2019
Mar 25, 2019 at 8:12 AM UTC
why the occurrence of something highly improbable should be inherently noteworthy
why the occurrence of something highly improbable should be inherently noteworthy                              Here is a way to produce                          Here is a way to produce an outcome                                                  a poem almost certainly                                          almost certainly never seen before in                                   never seen before in human history                                             human history and never to be repeated:                          and never to be repeated: Shuffle a deck of cards.                             Shuffle an alphabet. The resulting deck, assuming                  The resulting deck of letters the cards are shuffled correctly,        if the letters are shuffled correctly should only occur on average                should only occur on average every 52 *51 *50 *... 21 shuffles,       every 26 *25 *24 *... 21 shuffles, because this is the number                        because this is the number of possible permutations of                       of possible permutations 52 cards, all equally likely.                         26 letters, all equally likely.  This number is incomprehensibly large, on the order of 1068 or 534 using  letters                                100,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000, 000,000,000,000,000,000,000,000,     000,000,000,000, (or half that with an alphabet)                                                 Every person on earth could                                        write a gibberish poem once every nanosecond                     for the expected lifetime of the universe and not even put                                                       a dent in that number.                                Is this why then is there not a GOOD poem written                                           every time letters are shuffled about                                              the astronomically unlikely event                                                          that just took place? Because letters are not numbers, the subset of sequenced associations called words  (in the English language) is about a mere                                                   ~ 220,000~                     But, each year, an estimated 800 to 1,000 new words                                     are added to the English language That is still a heck of a lot of possible combinations and is the reason                                          why the occurrence of something should be inherently noteworthy at all. So writing a new combination of words is still pretty difficult, and writing an intelligible and intelligent mind moving combination is a rare thing indeed. Should you happen to write a poem and get even a single read, that is a pretty miraculous thing because the subset of the billions of English reading persons on Earth who also read poetry habitutualy read is the square root of pi, or 1.7724537398758821888. which ain’t a lot of people. So, if you wrote a really good poem today and a couple of people read it, liked it, that highly improbable event is highly improbable, about the same chance that someone else exists with your exact DNA (excluding any identical twin) is a reallly low number so, consider yourself really, really special.  I do.
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If you're wondering why I wake up every morning with a twinkle in my eye, It's the sun knocking at my window. If you're wondering why I walk fluidly, like I know where I'm going, I don't know, but it's the air that carries me. If you're wondering why I look as if I'm confused or not reallly there, It's those dreams in the daytime, as if I'm in a different world. And if you're wondering why I smile at you like I do, It's probably because I love you. Mae.B
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Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 10:32 AM UTC
"If You're Wondering"
and as the '"old day" fades and NEW LOVE comes......... the DAWN of...what shall we say about it (this monstrous war that is brewing?) what shall we call eachother.........? who reallly are we? are we the NEW LOVE that comes or just the old rags of yesterday's dying hours? why do we wait? and, for what? we can only be ENTWINED for a while before it all becomes a desease this we know the "old day" is gone and the new one ? it will be AS YOU CHOOSE if you will choose (I HOPE YOU DO)
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Mar 3, 2011
Mar 3, 2011 at 9:52 AM UTC
NEW DAY COME
i didn't believe in ghosts until the day you left me 'cause you've been haunting me from then until now and i've left your memory where it's meant to be back where nothing that you say can ever reallly hurt me the flowers that sit beneath me rest cleanly on the grass above the dirt and the buried and especially the past if nothing changes people the way that broken hearts do i'll wish a million boys to do to you what you did me we could have been perfect we could have made history but now you've turned us into a ****** scene from a mystery i don't understand what could compel you so all i wanted was walks and coffee and happiness but you've acted ravenous and captured me in elaborate schemes so i stay attached to this acrobatic ecstatic mess of static i'm lost in my head and it's lost in yours but your loss for words has me at a loss for words
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Jul 4, 2014
Jul 4, 2014 at 8:05 PM UTC
a loss for words
LIFE why did you hurt me give me pain i didn't want nor pain i didn't need why did you show me love but never reallly receive it why did you have to go and hurt me?
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Jan 28, 2019
Jan 28, 2019 at 8:55 AM UTC
~LIFE~
lament You're so far away yet so close Between what we have and what we know Is there a space for what we need Or must we always disagree it never ends we never ends, it never ends we never ends, its never really began Do we go on without a need Pretending we don't ever feel dancing round like a facade Day after day oh its so hard it never ends we never end it never ends we never end its never really begun Like Continents apart and never met something somehow seems to say It would be more than just ok So lament your now and toast your past For what may be a dream.. Could be your last. it never ends we never ends, it never ends we never ends, it never really began id like to meet and see your face Hear your voice and watch you smile Maybe want to hold you tight I need you in my arms tonight Oh never end oh never end, Oh never end h never end, weve reallly just began If a dream and wishes are all ive got Then help me see where I've gone wrong what do I do now to make you see and spend you life with me Don’t let it end, don’t let it end Don’t let it end Don’t let it end
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Apr 8, 2014
Apr 8, 2014 at 3:05 PM UTC
lament
it's bothersome, how I let this thing well up in my throat, time and time again.    and pretend that it's okay,    that you hurt me as much as you do,    when in reality it is really not. you are so beautiful, everything you do, and you will never believe it.    so in return I get pushed away,    and you see how far you can push me,    until I stop coming back. but we both know that will never happen, you will never be "ready," and I will never stop trying.    one of us will have to give in eventually,    whether it is love,    or if it is defeat. and I reallly don't want to lose.
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May 27, 2013
May 27, 2013 at 1:34 AM UTC
a battle
The flow Is just Gonna' go As it Goes. There's too little to connect to with When one should Be Shooting for With this Literary Stuff. It's exhausting. It's pointless. It's projects read And praised with Awards shouted from the Mountain Top! But, what then...? A movie deal? A TV screen? What is the great American novel But An adapation? For a reallly good Screenplay? What then? What next? Who next? Who, cares? If you, Are at the bottom, The only place, Is to go, Is to the top. The notes, The words, The sound, Are there - Reach Reach Reach - And, You'll get there.
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Apr 10, 2015
Apr 10, 2015 at 3:59 AM UTC
Reach
it feels like everthing in falling apart youre being torn to pieces no one will text you back youre going to fail you will fail you will he is a despicable person i dont reallly want to think right now i want to be stardust go away so people dont exist i am floating insead of falling because when you are falling no one is catching you but when youre floating you dont want to be caught
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Mar 2, 2018
Mar 2, 2018 at 8:54 PM UTC
mind scramble no.1
The thing is, either I'm reallly wrong, or I'm REALLY right. And I think I'm really right. Yeah but you dont ever REALLY believe you're really wrong, so you really always think you're really right. But I am always right. Every time! I mean not... you are often right. Right?!? I mean... yeah... You're right.
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Feb 1, 2025
Feb 1, 2025 at 6:25 AM UTC
Half in one hand, six dozen in the other
Falling in love is difficult... No.... Not reallly, it just happens Enjoy it when it happens Know that your lucky to have it happen No matter if its at first sight Or years of work Enjoy it Be lucky
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Aug 2, 2015
Aug 2, 2015 at 2:28 AM UTC
falling...
Have you ever gotten into a car and as your riding as a passenger u imagine possible car accidents Feeling the impact depending on how you paint the picture of how you perceive your fatal death Taking on the impact as though its reallly happening Have you ever been afraid to get behind the wheel of a vechicle because you think that something bad might happen again Sleep seems almost impossible regardless of who the driver Whenever you nap and feel the car turn or change lanes u think that the end is closer then u think But at the same time u know that there was a reason why you made it this far when so many people counted you out early in the game of life.
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Jul 24, 2015
Jul 24, 2015 at 3:45 PM UTC
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