"unpreferred" poems - Hello Poetry

On some mental shish, Some hyper bolictime chamber shish, Working out, unpreferred peripherals. How quaint thinking hyperbolic thoughts, Translation, non-medicinal words got me hollering... "Cacophony cosmic cluster concussions" Thinking sarcastically recklessly on a regular, Causing mental anguish when thought of.

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Nov 4, 2018

Nov 4, 2018 at 2:27 PM UTC

izzyvii-hunnid

Titled: Clustfuck

On some mental shish, Some hyper bolictime chamber shish, Working out, unpreferred peripherals. How quaint thinking hyperbolic thoughts, Translation, non-medicinal words got me hollering... "Cacophony cosmic cluster concussions" Thinking sarcastically recklessly on a regular, Causing mental anguish when thought of.

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"Set me on fire, please." You knew That burning was my least desired death But I'd much rather have an unpreferred way of death Than an unpreferred way of life.

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Aug 2, 2014

Aug 2, 2014 at 12:49 AM UTC

firexscape

Preferences

"Set me on fire, please." You knew That burning was my least desired death But I'd much rather have an unpreferred way of death Than an unpreferred way of life.

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Without you I no longer fight. Without you I no longer stand straight. Without you I no longer do what's right. I find I fade while you're away, Becoming less of myself, More like I was. Without you I wander about. Without you I drift free. Without you I have doubts. I sit in my unpreferred solitude Reliving cherished memories Through a veil of pain. Without you there is no light. Without you there is no silver sound. Without you there is no day or night. The orchids will not bloom, The owls do not hoot And the stars skimp On their twinkling light. 2010

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Jul 29, 2010

Jul 29, 2010 at 6:27 PM UTC

lori-mcgaw

Without You

Without you I no longer fight. Without you I no longer stand straight. Without you I no longer do what's right. I find I fade while you're away, Becoming less of myself, More like I was. Without you I wander about. Without you I drift free. Without you I have doubts. I sit in my unpreferred solitude Reliving cherished memories Through a veil of pain. Without you there is no light. Without you there is no silver sound. Without you there is no day or night. The orchids will not bloom, The owls do not hoot And the stars skimp On their twinkling light. 2010

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The thing about being cool with everything is that sometimes people will try to chill you into freezing a frame that you've only ever enjoyed in motion. Ideally, I'd've gone home already. Done the dishes. Wished that all of this had never'd happened. Anyway, I've a feeling that I'll feel ****** tomorrow. About it. And this. Bliss is offset by unpreferred circumstances. Meanwhile, the Peter Pan version of myself who lives in the back of my head is mockingly bleating like a sheep.

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Apr 8, 2017

Apr 8, 2017 at 2:23 AM UTC

JDK

A Skater Kid, With Stolen Candy From A Gas Station Stuffed In His Pockets

The thing about being cool with everything is that sometimes people will try to chill you into freezing a frame that you've only ever enjoyed in motion. Ideally, I'd've gone home already. Done the dishes. Wished that all of this had never'd happened. Anyway, I've a feeling that I'll feel ****** tomorrow. About it. And this. Bliss is offset by unpreferred circumstances. Meanwhile, the Peter Pan version of myself who lives in the back of my head is mockingly bleating like a sheep.

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