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K G Aug 2015
Hello I've noticed you've woken up again
And now I know that you feel like nobody needs you
But we do
That boy depends you
he depends on you
Now I'm sorry about that intrusion
But we can't use anyone else but you
And now we know that she feels lonely
And how he needs you
We need you
That girl depends on you
She depends on you
We depend on you
sussurus sounds
sussurus sounds
sussurus sounds
Stop acting like you have influenza
And now I know that you feel like nobody needs you
But we do
That boy and that girl depends on you
She depends on on you
Now I'm sorry about that intrusion
But we can't use anyone else but you
We all depend on you
That girl depends on you
That boy depends on you
She depends on you
We comprehend you
Rob Sandman Mar 2016
Flow Like Fluid Concept by Jay Byrne of Eclectic.Collective.
"text" Jay byrne text Mr.Sandman
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I flow like fluid. I do it. You knew it.
The cryptic, mystic, Celtic Druid. rpt x 1
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"Bring them all on, mix them in me cauldron.
Brewin' up a batch o' bad beats to call on.
Broth's bubblin'. Brewin' up, rumblin'.
I try avoid trouble in me hometown Dublin.
I'm a pacifist. I take the ****.
Spit like a basilisk. A rhyme alchemist.
An optimist when the chips are down.
Smoke verbs like herbs the proverbial clown.  
I get a notion. Pure emotion.
Check out me rhyme. Poetry in motion.
Behold me ocean. Come in it's fine.
Jay's The Name, I'll take you Deep Into The Rhyme.  
So deep.
Put your back to me brother cos me brother I keep.
No sleep now it's on with the show.
Feel the beat now I'm lettin' you know. That"..
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"..I flow like fluid. I do it. You knew it.
The cryptic, mystic, Celtic Druid."
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Grrr...I flow like fluid. I do it,you knew it,
the Poseidon Adventure,Marianas Trencher,
I flow like fluid. I do it,you knew it,
the Poseidon Adventure,Marianas Trench-yeah

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Welcome­ to the Maelstrom,event horizon,
barometer's droppin,ears poppin,the pressure is risin,
yours widen in surprise as you enter the eye of the perfect storm,
beneath the surface beyond the norm,
moments ago the surface was placid and warm,
Now the Sandman's here...Sea's turbulent,
sound the alarm,
too late wrong Siren,your crew is all charmed,
chain yourself to the mast spindrift whips past,
as I froth up the sea's with my breath,
mermaids approach eyes promising caresses of death,
whether Mariner or Sub Mariner,you're no challenger,
Architeuthis is toothless but it still strangles ya,
Mangle ya drags ya down to the Abyss,
welcome to my realm,hear the crackle and hiss,
Neptune's risin,rhyme's sussurus surprisin'-you're caught on my Trident,
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Cause I flow like fluid. I do it,you knew it,
Poseidon Adventure,Marianas Trencher,
I flow like fluid. I do it,you knew it,
the Poseidon Adventure,Marianas Trench-yeah
Another Duo from the E.C. files.
Corset Jun 2015
The trees began to bend
sussurus with sound
September was so close
I could smell her breath.
A gold medalist
twirling Oak leaves
in her hands,
gathered
in bunches and
scattered them
skyward
with a gust
of wind.

Remember me
he spins
remember me
in
September,
'neath school books
and apricot Essays,
with necklaces
strung of
purple clover.
K G Aug 2015
My instincts are telling me wrong, I try to flirt but it didn't work
You touch me and it starts to burn, just tell me what is wrong
Tell me what I'm doing wrong
Tell me what I'm doing wrong
I feel like a fool and...
I feel like a fool and around everyone will laugh
My insecurities are swirling from the sussurus sounds
My heart stops as it ends to pound
Each corner is a search led to nowhere
I try to find you, but I feel someone tugging on my shirt
Try to fight back, but everything is blurred
Everything I was listening to began to come unheard of
I'm going berserk trying to repeat things frame by frame
Every word is disturbingly introverted
Tell me what I'm doing wrong
Tell me what I'm doing wrong
I feel like a fool and...
and everyone around will laugh
My ears bleed from the sussurus sounds
I'd be there if I could
I feel like a fool
Tell me what I'm doing wrong
Sarah Michelle Mar 2014
Warm water turned cold

by winter's flair, And the memory

is still there

folding like its own waves. Hear blood rushing in your ear,

the memory speaks

to you through conch shell. Its sussurus

sounds blue, warm black,

hues of a silvery orange, gold green. And when you step

in the water you think of

the way it had reflected your gleeful posture. The way everyone

advanced on the

translucent blue with texture like crumpled paper. When ice

did not threaten your toes

but instead gave all limbs flight. All this

undefinable like jazz...
I tried to make the flow like waves, how they slowly come forward, pull back immediately when reaching the shore (and swiftly), then repeat. An endless cycle.
nika Dec 2015
Taste the time
Between each
Tick
To waste
Away
The waiting
Hours
Before birds
Begin
To strip
Night's darkness
Down
To imminent
Dawn

Touch
The space
Between skin
And bone
With tenderness
We are
Broken still
Not yet
Revealed by
The unkind
Rising sun
In silhouettes
Of shattered
Souls

Shiver
For the
Salty sins
Of lovers
Lending sugar
To the sour
Lives of
One another
Under covers
Woven out of
Cosmic whispers
That murmur
The word
Of morning

Kiss the thoughts
That chase
That smile
To the corners
Of your
Senseless lips
Numbed by bitter
Narcissism
Bit back
Before the harsh
Light of
The sun showed
The lies told
And heard

Wander through
The passing
Winds
Weaving words
Of silent
Sounds
A sussurus
Of unlit streets
Telling tales
Of your small
Bare feet
Leaving little
Footprints on the
First light's breeze

Smell the desire
Caught in
Dewdrop sentiments
The madness
In the dampened
Minds of men
****** to be
Unsatisfied with
The cold moon's
Movements across
Unforgiving skies
Towards an
Unconvincingly
Carved horizon

Crawl at last
Into the light
And rest  
The remainder
Of your
Sweet sanity
That has tasted time
Untouched by shivers
Or kisses that wander
The breezes that
Smell like
Insomnia or a
Fear of the
Unknown
K G Sep 2015
i remember the secrets
that i told
biting my tongue
from the sussurus sounds
leaning on the wall
for the sense of hiding
buying my time
i saw the city
i understand now
but the clouds cover
oh pity
and must believe to help me
sing about these deny's
of safety
i know you know
more than i
gaze at me keenly
because you look like me
i shout and scream
from my balcony
just to prove im alive
i see my lies cover the city
oh pity
oh pity
showing off the city
but helping in need
when i shook the world
it went crumbling
my soul seems lost
the people talk and talk
but i wanna know how much it costs
for a new life
in the little city
feeling love
feeling above
feeling desire
but not above the little city
dont call me a liar
because seasons stay
its no way to be
but we cant see another route
to keep climbing
the clouds cover my scars
feeling love
feeling above
floating to the ceiling
looking at the stars
given by the little city
i realize
that we were left behind
dont wanna lose what we made
feeling what me need
healing what i please
dreaming of what i compromise
i see that im undersized
for our height
you want to fight
lets fight mate
for my sake
let me show you
where we belong
let me go
the city
is everything
the city
is what i need
let me go
the city
of which i pity
Jasmine Marie Dec 2024
spiritual sussurus
whispering wisp
whip into shape
to give Thee a kiss

rebirth on horizon
labyrinth of light
radiant grace
raise beams of delight

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