Poetry
My poems
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...misguided.
I feel I’m going no-where. when I look at you, you just turn away, ignore all my attempts to grab you attention. I just want you to know how much you mean to me.
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Ambedo
ambedo n. a kind of melacholic trance in which you become completely absorbed in vivid sensory details I hear the wind pass my ears as I watch the consequent sway of the deciduous trees
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Amber Glow
Gazing through the glass panes of a window across the frost stained fields a ‘yonder like, a freshly powder christmas cake- the metaphor of
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Behind closed eyes
I feel sometimes this is one-sided, like a short letter. your short letter, to me. I feel i try too hard to talk with you, see you, touch you, hold you.
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Brief Nirvana
A brief moment of happiness is; the gaze in your eyes, the warmth i feel from your gentle touch, my hands in your hands under the dim lighting of this tea room,
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Can I...
Can I kiss you on the lips Can I feel you from the hips. Can I peel off all your clothes Can I touch you from your head to your toes. Can I dominate you from above Can I be enslaved from below.
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Conceit
I’m liberal to a degree in a world that cannot be free of criticism over every step- not even applause for success, just more to blame as a consequence.
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Convention
Tick, tick, tick, the sound of convention- the ticking of a clock as time passes by, second by second. Each second is a second you’re with me.
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mist~
As you disappear into the distance I can’t help but close my eyes, as you dissipate into the wind, the same current that blows the tears from my face
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The Traveller
I settle down in the coffee shop Pen and coffe cup to my side Amidst the hustle that surrounds me as I try to influence what i write. Recently I find my self travelling
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to my darling muse;
You’re a muse, a beautiful muse; I get lost in your eyes and feel the warmth of your smile encapsulated by your prism of light as you’re the sunlight to my germinating heart.
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Fragility
Fragility is; the smash of a glass, a fallen vase, the collision of two cars, erosion of an elders mind, the effect of water on stone, the toil of the strings of a guitar. No.
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Vision
I write, but what does it mean that I write? Blot the page with feelings, True or untrue. You may ask of what purpose these Writings hold. Love, hate or pride? Though I find the same questions
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Opaque Bodies
I can see through your primary colours, shining through. This library book of truth is far overdue. As the picture shining before me just a shade over your eyes,
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Friendship to Loneliness
I have not the lover, nor the desire, though i do exchange love with another. Love that does not leave me infatuated or entrapped, but much the opposite. This civil partnership that i hold
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Gender
Is gender the question, For what does it matter? To love is of spirit and mind, not of petty labels set by the creator of male or female. Yet, To become infatuated is a sin,
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Empty
Feeling empty inside, dont know how or why, but this feeling inside. Confuse loneliness with compassion, or compassion with loneliness. Overdose on pills or stimulants,
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Goodbye Proposal
No matter where i am, you were a piece of me. What i do, you were there for me. The mistakes i make, you supported me. But now i’m here, and you are there stuck in the present- disillusioned,
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Dialects
One universe, one planet, on country we share. One language we speak between our nation, we share. Its absurd, how in one nation we live so far apart- two worlds.
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Perplexed Mind
Laughter fills the room, like the sound of music painting the walls, filling our minds all persons content. The door opens, a slow creak, a heavy weight that echoes an ancient stiles.
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Tears
Trying to keep a strong face Even after what you did. Keeping my eyes And my mind dry from this melancholy, Red hot anger and blinding ache. Sadness, the only emotion one cannot hide.
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Nictitate
My head hurts. This burden i carry- just a toll on my mind. I blink harder- 1, 2, 3. The harder i blink the more i see. But then, its black… until i blink again- 1, 2, 3.
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Jealousy
Jealousy a toll on the mind, an emotion that is strong enough to kill and murder all innocence left behind. To crush youth with such a vile blow, directed at the heart of spirit and of mind.
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Ennui
What’s there in life? What’s there to live? What’s there to do? Who’s there to meet? An aimless wander, clockwise around time, the time we live- that’s the norm.
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Plain Song
Plastic, artificial, disposable, replaceable, empty and shallow. The music we worship and swear by today.
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Tomorrow
Modern life is just a lie, a deception so successful due to the spoon-fed youth of today and yesterday. Leaders that feed on our gullibility. Which isn’t an ability in the slightest.
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Unrequited
I give all i can, but there’s nothing for me to take. Nothing in life is one sided, but how can this be compared with love when flat is two dimensional.
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Rêverie~
I gaze over to you, in your direction- see your face shining in the sunlight like an angel, sparkling eyes with flowing hair. Drawn to your beauty-full mind i can’t help but be infatuated.
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New Volume- #2
Your image fills me with happiness like a new chapter in a story, our story. Flicking through the pages to see whats in store, although it just makes me want you- more and more.
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Folk
Folk uplifts ones mind and soul with the simple melodies, musical poetry. From the acoustics to the banjo twang and earthy bass coupled with voice and strings.
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Please.
Influence taken from the Smiths song- Please please please, let me get what i want.
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purity
To live pure is to live honest; to yourself. A life full of flavour is the consequence of untainted living. Drinking tea black, just tea leaves and milk
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Memoirs of a Comatose
Take me to another world, capture my heart- and hold me close. Rech deep into my soul plucking softly at the rhythm that i held so close. Offer me an escape from this void
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. 16 SNS
It’s only been a minute but I need my next fix, I have everything at home, happiness- tonnes to spare. A coffee in the morning, two to three teas...
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.17 english breakfast tea
I drink tea and I drink it all day Except for breakfast, that’s always a coffee. “Stick the kettle on” and chuck in a bag Never change, always the...
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.18 running on tea
I feel like I’m yawning more than I breathe. My hairs overgrown, my beard a matted mess. The bags under my eyes are just getting heavier and heavier...
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.19 a summer haiku
Slow summer breeze blows White fluffy blossoms like snow Beauti-*achoo*-ful
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