"seaps" poems - Hello Poetry

Grateful amid riches Derived from the Ocean Isu potions Involuntary screams Happiness seaps thru my pores Always wanting more Inviting Tribulations Exploring bridges Nothing about me is rigid Continuously Evolving Downright devoted

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Mar 17, 2025

Mar 17, 2025 at 8:39 AM UTC

Mamaearthwoman

Each Rebirth awaiting Delicate Kisses

Grateful amid riches Derived from the Ocean Isu potions Involuntary screams Happiness seaps thru my pores Always wanting more Inviting Tribulations Exploring bridges Nothing about me is rigid Continuously Evolving Downright devoted

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Dibble bubble bubble Written on shitely mearce A stake to plunder crunch Of politician Pierce Colligan To hollagans Collagen appeal Maketh dartboards out of heart boards Wherein innocence tis real Foughty daughty submarines Climbs to ****** coarse Follitine Dreamers Plot success Morse Coffee beans To livered spleens Pains to shock the trike Childress of a virtue Seaps of anothers life Trigulues And bedulues Smiling at the air Drommatice And romisis Promises don't care Foughty immense Brice Pickled to shickled biles ***** of settle keaster ways A blighty for the smile Libertinth And minants tint Flight to bagbird heads Crucifixed pixies Twilight up ahead!!!

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Jun 20, 2015

Jun 20, 2015 at 8:12 AM UTC

brandon-nagley

Crucifixed pixies

Dibble bubble bubble Written on shitely mearce A stake to plunder crunch Of politician Pierce Colligan To hollagans Collagen appeal Maketh dartboards out of heart boards Wherein innocence tis real Foughty daughty submarines Climbs to ****** coarse Follitine Dreamers Plot success Morse Coffee beans To livered spleens Pains to shock the trike Childress of a virtue Seaps of anothers life Trigulues And bedulues Smiling at the air Drommatice And romisis Promises don't care Foughty immense Brice Pickled to shickled biles ***** of settle keaster ways A blighty for the smile Libertinth And minants tint Flight to bagbird heads Crucifixed pixies Twilight up ahead!!!

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My love seaps out like rising chimney smoke. I fill the air with all my burning logs, And make the cats and dogs smell like autmn. will you sustain my never ending flames? Or do I die with out a chance in hell. What could I do with out your oxygen. Id surley burn out and never live again. Can you decide before I meet my fate. Its getting cold and Im starting to burn out. Why dont you think my purpose isnt strong. Know this: It wasnt the fire that kept you warm all winter long.

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Oct 19, 2013

Oct 19, 2013 at 4:47 AM UTC

michael-parish

My love seaps out like rising chimney smoke.

My love seaps out like rising chimney smoke. I fill the air with all my burning logs, And make the cats and dogs smell like autmn. will you sustain my never ending flames? Or do I die with out a chance in hell. What could I do with out your oxygen. Id surley burn out and never live again. Can you decide before I meet my fate. Its getting cold and Im starting to burn out. Why dont you think my purpose isnt strong. Know this: It wasnt the fire that kept you warm all winter long.

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93 degree, sweat dripping, AC broken day dreams... LIKE A MIRAGE.. thoughts appearing and disappearing of you as the heat in the room seaps into my mind and takes control... Miles away, no contact, and my mind begins to spin... Will he come home to me? Will we be happy? Is this real? Of course this is real... The AC is just broken... Not my heart.

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Jun 12, 2017

Jun 12, 2017 at 6:09 PM UTC

tiffany-merkel

AC broken day dreams

93 degree, sweat dripping, AC broken day dreams... LIKE A MIRAGE.. thoughts appearing and disappearing of you as the heat in the room seaps into my mind and takes control... Miles away, no contact, and my mind begins to spin... Will he come home to me? Will we be happy? Is this real? Of course this is real... The AC is just broken... Not my heart.

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Fear is not hiding beneath your covers from the monsters that lurk behind closed doors. Fear is not police sirens churning the liquor in the pit of your stomach. Fear is not the look on your mother's face when she realizes she's lost control. Fear is not fumbling for your wallet as a mask holds a gun to your head. Fear is not staring down a grey wolf at a 15 foot radius, tasting the metal on your tongue as it seaps from the back of your throat. Fear is not the skies opening and golden majesty seaping through only to leave you behind. Fear is not the devil holding you within the claws of his grip. Fear is losing the memory of your hand against my cheek and a ****** drip of the fact that you continue to exist, with or without me.

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Oct 2, 2015

Oct 2, 2015 at 7:53 AM UTC

princessnsfw

fear

Fear is not hiding beneath your covers from the monsters that lurk behind closed doors. Fear is not police sirens churning the liquor in the pit of your stomach. Fear is not the look on your mother's face when she realizes she's lost control. Fear is not fumbling for your wallet as a mask holds a gun to your head. Fear is not staring down a grey wolf at a 15 foot radius, tasting the metal on your tongue as it seaps from the back of your throat. Fear is not the skies opening and golden majesty seaping through only to leave you behind. Fear is not the devil holding you within the claws of his grip. Fear is losing the memory of your hand against my cheek and a ****** drip of the fact that you continue to exist, with or without me.

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Black ink seaps from my pores- oily and tainted of hatred My body has no place for anger or hatred or jealousy So out it spews- from my skin- my lips- spit drenched lips Spitting up feverish complaints of disgust Yet they say your poisons are your own to consume To take- to swallow- to abuse yourself with Trama ringing as tinnitus in the stillest nights Dripping from my skin oil pools as I wade through pain Forcing it all out and drowning in it all the same Darkness floods my brain- sludge swarming Black pouring from white out- all sclera eyes rolled back Begging to wield this pain against another- any monster No human to be harmed by the inky tendrils that encapsulate me Sensitivity thinning the toxins out- they pour from my pores Fingers leaving trails along walls as I sit in a shower to leak out Ring out to dry- only to refill with more doses of abuse the next day

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Jun 2, 2019

Jun 2, 2019 at 1:34 AM UTC

shineesttiara

Lost My Last Safe House

Black ink seaps from my pores- oily and tainted of hatred My body has no place for anger or hatred or jealousy So out it spews- from my skin- my lips- spit drenched lips Spitting up feverish complaints of disgust Yet they say your poisons are your own to consume To take- to swallow- to abuse yourself with Trama ringing as tinnitus in the stillest nights Dripping from my skin oil pools as I wade through pain Forcing it all out and drowning in it all the same Darkness floods my brain- sludge swarming Black pouring from white out- all sclera eyes rolled back Begging to wield this pain against another- any monster No human to be harmed by the inky tendrils that encapsulate me Sensitivity thinning the toxins out- they pour from my pores Fingers leaving trails along walls as I sit in a shower to leak out Ring out to dry- only to refill with more doses of abuse the next day

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Guide me, please I beg of you Light the dark seas and lead me to shore The waves crash and roar, The defeaning sound of doom, I'm not sure if I can stay afloat This anchor tries to drown me Please hear past the waves, My cries and pleas, are they falling on deaf ears? I know your lighthouse stands on the rocky shores Won't you light the bulb? Please, the water burns Seaps and claims that which is preacious I can't break free, soon even the dark skies are gone And the darkness of the deep claim me My tears add to the vast seas Darkness will claim all that I am If you had lit your lighthouse, Could I have even been saved? Had this anchor been destroyed could I have swam to safety? If I had begged, screamed, and cried louder could you have heard my fleeting voice? If only...

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Mar 21, 2019

Mar 21, 2019 at 8:51 PM UTC

javier-garza

Deep Seas

Guide me, please I beg of you Light the dark seas and lead me to shore The waves crash and roar, The defeaning sound of doom, I'm not sure if I can stay afloat This anchor tries to drown me Please hear past the waves, My cries and pleas, are they falling on deaf ears? I know your lighthouse stands on the rocky shores Won't you light the bulb? Please, the water burns Seaps and claims that which is preacious I can't break free, soon even the dark skies are gone And the darkness of the deep claim me My tears add to the vast seas Darkness will claim all that I am If you had lit your lighthouse, Could I have even been saved? Had this anchor been destroyed could I have swam to safety? If I had begged, screamed, and cried louder could you have heard my fleeting voice? If only...

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Black liquid licks every curve of my body It seaps into every pore Alone I float in these deep sticky waters No escaping Except by sinking

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Jan 17, 2019

Jan 17, 2019 at 4:31 AM UTC

runninsloth

My ocean of sadness.

Black liquid licks every curve of my body It seaps into every pore Alone I float in these deep sticky waters No escaping Except by sinking

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