"seceding" poems - Hello Poetry

A toe-tapper with dapper deities dancing amongst my dreams, whilst whispering the seeds of hidden keys Interloper of the thieves Charmer of the fleas A Powerful peon, seceding from the teams Daring to believe in the sea, swallowing the cities in its grief Dare to achieve the belief of flight and fly away Contemplate and fall in over thought Just do not Stop Doing the undo-able Fate is renewable Outwardly controllable In what you think you see in the deplorable hues from the hopeful news of better days, lead astray in satisfaction to the complaints of saint-less ways I debate creating another other place, and drifting away through space, but hey, maybe its a phase and i'm just late to the show Last to know your nothings Im [Spinning] In place

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Dec 15, 2012

Dec 15, 2012 at 10:03 AM UTC

Mikhael

Spinning

A toe-tapper with dapper deities dancing amongst my dreams, whilst whispering the seeds of hidden keys Interloper of the thieves Charmer of the fleas A Powerful peon, seceding from the teams Daring to believe in the sea, swallowing the cities in its grief Dare to achieve the belief of flight and fly away Contemplate and fall in over thought Just do not Stop Doing the undo-able Fate is renewable Outwardly controllable In what you think you see in the deplorable hues from the hopeful news of better days, lead astray in satisfaction to the complaints of saint-less ways I debate creating another other place, and drifting away through space, but hey, maybe its a phase and i'm just late to the show Last to know your nothings Im [Spinning] In place

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You can remember more than the day the hour, the second, right down to the blink When you were on the brink that moment you decide to ignore your basic instinct, your gut. Your soul starts to sink. You stop to think... know you’re no longer in sync with what your soul needs, your heart feels, your mind thinks. Your lack of love for yourself allows you to put all your dreams goals and ideals on the shelf. There are no reasons or logic or causes to be known. There is no legacy or growth or seeds to be sown or thrown, and so the seceding, succeeding that sits on “Her” throne shall be well known. Your last flickering candle exposed to the cold dark windblown unknown as you walk alone in the black. Why did you make this decision alone...because you always were the minute you abandoned your own. But somehow this nonsensical, unremarkable **** slipped in, equipped, betwixt, bewitched, a too simple beseeching of your heart.

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May 16, 2018

May 16, 2018 at 8:57 PM UTC

rcraig-david

“Lost Self-Love” by R. Craig David

You can remember more than the day the hour, the second, right down to the blink When you were on the brink that moment you decide to ignore your basic instinct, your gut. Your soul starts to sink. You stop to think... know you’re no longer in sync with what your soul needs, your heart feels, your mind thinks. Your lack of love for yourself allows you to put all your dreams goals and ideals on the shelf. There are no reasons or logic or causes to be known. There is no legacy or growth or seeds to be sown or thrown, and so the seceding, succeeding that sits on “Her” throne shall be well known. Your last flickering candle exposed to the cold dark windblown unknown as you walk alone in the black. Why did you make this decision alone...because you always were the minute you abandoned your own. But somehow this nonsensical, unremarkable **** slipped in, equipped, betwixt, bewitched, a too simple beseeching of your heart.

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Drip Drop That's my heart bleeding Why are you seceding? I thought you were the one Your lies stabbed me in the heart How could you say you love me But then depart? Now , I'm trapped Trapped by the voices in my head Telling me I ought to be dead Going from one another Mistreating the one that's unlike the others My heart is saying NO SANTE NO but... My mind is telling me GO SANTE GO BOOM There it is did something I regret I just knew that boy was a threat Drip Drop There's the tears Smearing my glasses "I learned my lesson" Now the voices are saying "Babygirl wipe those tears, LEAVE ALL OF THEM ALONE, JUST ATONE Stay low, keep your head up Don't let them know BANG BANG Let me out! Let me out! I'm now free

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Apr 21, 2015

Apr 21, 2015 at 12:13 AM UTC

asante-marner

Trapped

Drip Drop That's my heart bleeding Why are you seceding? I thought you were the one Your lies stabbed me in the heart How could you say you love me But then depart? Now , I'm trapped Trapped by the voices in my head Telling me I ought to be dead Going from one another Mistreating the one that's unlike the others My heart is saying NO SANTE NO but... My mind is telling me GO SANTE GO BOOM There it is did something I regret I just knew that boy was a threat Drip Drop There's the tears Smearing my glasses "I learned my lesson" Now the voices are saying "Babygirl wipe those tears, LEAVE ALL OF THEM ALONE, JUST ATONE Stay low, keep your head up Don't let them know BANG BANG Let me out! Let me out! I'm now free

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Contemplating meaning known paths seceding into an abyss of what could be

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Apr 19, 2017

Apr 19, 2017 at 9:04 PM UTC

Irieside

Track

Contemplating meaning known paths seceding into an abyss of what could be

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I am the author of my pain Because it is my fault thoughts of you still pass my brain god can't save my aim my blood vessels explode as I write while I implode in life My heart is a confederacy seceding from my brain They go to war my every waking moment My brain wants to free me from your slavery While my heart still cling's to the memories

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Aug 30, 2015

Aug 30, 2015 at 9:57 AM UTC

simon-woodstock

Storyteller

I am the author of my pain Because it is my fault thoughts of you still pass my brain god can't save my aim my blood vessels explode as I write while I implode in life My heart is a confederacy seceding from my brain They go to war my every waking moment My brain wants to free me from your slavery While my heart still cling's to the memories

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Treasonable paths paved with plight facing future fences- narrowness of paths opening to broader horizons Friction with fiction, truth rhyming with smooth combating compassion's, commencing after coercion Past pressures progressing ,pleading often prying being blocked from extrusion for fears of final conclusions Patterns and plans working in structure as opposed to random ramblings ,unfocused fantasy's to easily grateful Sellout for solitude for repentance of past crimes ,sailing into a future but with a black memory Self preservation comes easily for many with no reservation ,compelled to escape at any cost Playing the cards ,forced to draw, causing tension individually then re-dealing while being wary While shadowy is not part of morality sedition is not bound as tight as religion when salvation is to be wrought . If to be believed bellowing or begrudging blasphemies light the fires in mortals minds Crossing oceans carrying burdens to present a truth, presenting caution while it is explained Taking time for knowledge to reside ,building strengths without weakness,watching as it unwinds Rumbling grievances resemble rebellion ,rivals embattled, entrenched as it becomes ingrained Towing with resistance brings strength easing the path to subversion into withered minds Virtuous vibes reaching out like a grail to be seen as a jewel of an unseen crown Protection at all cost ,gangs of guards looking away becomes perfect timing for those seceding Standing final ground becoming like a personal ALAMO ,just a need for their voice to resound Inner principles form bastions offering new life for a soul in strife changing directions from receding . R.C.

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May 27, 2016

May 27, 2016 at 6:40 PM UTC

wichitarick

REASON FOR TREASON

Treasonable paths paved with plight facing future fences- narrowness of paths opening to broader horizons Friction with fiction, truth rhyming with smooth combating compassion's, commencing after coercion Past pressures progressing ,pleading often prying being blocked from extrusion for fears of final conclusions Patterns and plans working in structure as opposed to random ramblings ,unfocused fantasy's to easily grateful Sellout for solitude for repentance of past crimes ,sailing into a future but with a black memory Self preservation comes easily for many with no reservation ,compelled to escape at any cost Playing the cards ,forced to draw, causing tension individually then re-dealing while being wary While shadowy is not part of morality sedition is not bound as tight as religion when salvation is to be wrought . If to be believed bellowing or begrudging blasphemies light the fires in mortals minds Crossing oceans carrying burdens to present a truth, presenting caution while it is explained Taking time for knowledge to reside ,building strengths without weakness,watching as it unwinds Rumbling grievances resemble rebellion ,rivals embattled, entrenched as it becomes ingrained Towing with resistance brings strength easing the path to subversion into withered minds Virtuous vibes reaching out like a grail to be seen as a jewel of an unseen crown Protection at all cost ,gangs of guards looking away becomes perfect timing for those seceding Standing final ground becoming like a personal ALAMO ,just a need for their voice to resound Inner principles form bastions offering new life for a soul in strife changing directions from receding . R.C.

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