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  • Poetry > Free Verse
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    I can’t drink tea anymore without tracing your lips on my cup, and while rosemary flashbacks coat my tongue, I force myself to swallow remembrance I drowned in lavender and honeydew A sickly sweet chamomile covering my eyes and crawling up my spine, while a rainy day thunders into my veins A...
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    As if I needed one more dose of “I wont leave you” it was like you looked at all of the walls I built and laughed as you tore them down with what I assumed was love but really was arrogance and bashful ignorance, you looked at the small wilting flower behind stone walls and decided it wasn’t e...
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    She stares into the mirror, unsatisfied & unhappy with herself. 140 pounds too many, she said. Once I’m at 115, I’ll be happy, she said. Weeks passed, she stopped eating. Once I’m at 105, I’ll be happy, she said. She worked out until she couldn’t move. Once I’m at 90, I’l...
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    Poetry let’s out the words that seem to get twisted on my tongue. The rhyme scheme of the schemes going on inside my twisted mind are let out through the ferocious writing of my tired fingers on paper. Linguistics constantly get twisted, and the words that made so much sense in my mirror refus...
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    Literature is an escape that confines you and immerses you within the words that hold too much meaning. Books are the reality that accepts everyone on their own terms. To lose yourself in the linguistics of composition is true bliss. A bliss that sparks and catches fire in your soul. Emptines...
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    Innovative philosophies crash and burn into dim lit bed rooms. Moon light illuminates the ideas that tickle the back doors of your mind. Rusty memories, trapped in the corners of your heart. Let the sunlight revive your lost being....
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    Bittersweet trust drops like acid onto the sidewalk weaved into tears. Priorities are the equivalent to muffled words and blurred mind sets. Trembling monsoons whirl inside your mind. Whirring clocks, tick tock. Withering and wavering, fragile and non resilient. Death isn’t silent or invi...
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    How can I tell you who I am? Is it by the way I dress Or possibly the way I speak Could I define who I am by my shoes The way my heels skim the pavement When I’m as happy as a summer sunset Or Is it the way I tear when I’m angry Am I destined to be where I’m from Does my accent whis...
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    I grew up being choked, By my emotions, and your words, you killed me, deserted me, ridiculed me to my demise, you haunt me, late at night wrap around me like a snake, ready to attack your words burned into my body, “fat, ugly, starve, die” unloved, uncared for, alone, in a world mu...
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    I am not a picture of elegance, I am covered with scars, and stretch marks, Tendrils of hair are consistent with the nose in my book, My fingers will never be cleaner than a fresh essay, Or an angry painters canvas, My curves are paralleled to my midnight cravings, and my three am cup of c...
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    Slivers of memories, subconscious reliving, past, and present, caught up in bed together, I’m stuck in the middle. Future foreshadows, Or present misguidances, I wouldn’t know, I can’t remember....
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    Bitter smiles, coated in last years regrets Frosty dew covers the naked eye, because no one is ever truly naked Hiding under fragmented bones, and chilled molecules Marking you with the promise of hope, Marring any conceptions of false new starts, White snow concealing your tears Veiling t...
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    I want to catch the sunrise, Let the sunset pore into my being, In between, I’d like to be stuck in the lines on your palm, lose myself in the dispensation that carries your soul, lift me, revive me. Let me hear the last drops of coffee steam their way into your vocal cords, take me away, ...
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    careless emotions, coiled in your rosemary sheets textual euphoria, melodic dispensation, writing, recording, regretting, craving, forgetting. you are the epitome of quiescent creativity, surrounded by ephemeral stone walls. I am bitter like black coffee in the morning, but you are sweet li...
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    I want to be a star, Tiny to the human eye, Quiet, and radiant; combustable and ever present. I want to appear at your darkest hours. light up the darkest caverns in the corner of your soul. I’ll disappear when the dusty morning light kisses your shivering eyelids....
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    Tell me... why don’t we embrace our failures the way we embrace the very last drop of toothpaste on a Sunday morning. We hide them away in a dungeon underneath scars and childhood scabs. They rot, and our rancid minds forget. We only want to remember the loveliest of days, and the muggy days...
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    Burning fingertips, under scorching glares Impossible stone facades, and my withering state. I'm about as solid as a paintbrush after years of steady work Wearing my words and metaphors, but I still feel naked Ugly bones, and deserted dreams being hidden under a pretty face Wretched th...

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