Stories tagged “poem”
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Human Nature
Like a hawk that tears red, Wet strips of meat from bones We tear away the fabric of importance From everything else but ourselves.
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The Price To Call
So, I raise everything you know. To call would take all of the names for snow, Every pronunciation of love linked with every lyrical vocal, Language and math, And a by hand biograph Written in sanscrit With the paw of a kitten. To raise Would take a ...
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A Biography of Loss
My name is Loss place of birth, Pandora’s box. I am the sibling of Sorrow. I waited in silent darkness For so many years Biding my time while my siblings squabbled I am the quieter of the bad things. I deal in isolation Solitude and I have grown to b...
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Inside (poem)
It hurts so bad. I feel the pain. When things look up, it starts to rain. I cry inside. No one hears. I die inside. No more tears. I stand back up, hold my head up high. I’m not giving up. I just won’t die. Keep on living is what I’ll do. ...
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War
Kills Blood trickles In the fight Dead soldiers drift into the light— Souls seep From punctured holes Life is put to sleep As each sense grows To six and on— beyond what the living knows: The end Means that you extend forever Removed from...
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Shadows
A soldier’s shadow Feels no pain Sliding over jagged gravel— Its black outline does not contain The fragile face from which it came The fragile face that’s in my aim Is mute and vague I cannot hear its screams It hasn’t lived or died ...
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Depressing Poem I
My dearest friend has become Death, My sister’s name is Pain, Though while we’re not on speaking terms, I feel we’ll be again. Torture and Masochism are my cousins, Never seen without the other, Happiness has drifted out of view, While Life has f...
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Terminal Philosophy
In a dying universe Beauty is abundant and full of variety - Specks of cosmic dust congregate In butterflies momentarily. Much more wonder, much more poetry Is in such a place than a stagnant one - A place where nothing arises, nothing ceases And exist...
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In Memoriam: 9/11/01
Dies irae, dies illa Like a movie with Godzilla On a Tuesday in September Something that we’ll all remember Pentagon and New York towers Ravished in a couple hours 93 in Pennsylvania Like an airborne Lusitania These attacks stemmed from the Base&...
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on my way out
every morning is always the same stale cigarettes and gin stain my breath but this is what gets me through the day my aid to help me pass lifes test some criticize and i do too this is no healthy way to live but this is what i have to do i take so i ca...
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A Shade Upon the Mind There Passes
She laid on her back in the lush green grass, staring at the sky. She looked at ease, comfortable. Her lips were moving, but I couldn’t quite hear what she was saying. She appeared to be having a deep discussion. But then she laughed and the moo...
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A Promising Breath Against Death
I have seen death many times From more perspectives than one. It has crept around without notice, And with everyone watching, has won. Death holds much grief, Death has no plan, Death releases sorrow - All from the deck of it’s solitary hand. Dea...
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God's Bowl
Icy-hot tears it seems, made known in garish dreams- Like a swirling miasma are coating my soul. Futures alone haunt me: saturate fantasy By hiding my joys and usurping their role. Hurting, I burn inside. Parched, though I’m drowned with wine. Ho...
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Discernable things
A coat, a hat, a pair of trousers, Shoes, and socks, and underwear, An umbrella hanging from his arm, Aside a bag from Tupperware. A wallet containing two quarters, Thirteen nickels and a dime, Twenty three dollars, in different notes, A thousand yin f...
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Dirge
The air is stiff, as stiff as my spine against naked wooden pews. Solemn murmurs glide from pillar to pillar as crackling fabric gnaws at my skin. Bursts of color— draping bouquets, lonely rose on Grandma’s lapel; filtered light and dust sp...
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The Playwright
Unnoticed save for one or two, The playwright died today. The tortured soul that no one knew Was kindly brought away. A tear was shed for lost paychecks, A few cried for the plays. His passing found no less neglect Than he his final days. Largely ignor...
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Dead Dreams
I made a uniform Out of a unicorn And crowned my head with its horn. Then I gave the ace of cakes a taste— Spooning through the glaze Of chocolate spades And heart-shaped blood Dripping from the tip Of my frosting covered club.
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Infinately Inanimate
What if what we feel Isn’t really real? Thought by mind? Made by hand? Maybe all of time Is dropping sand That gravity holds, controls, That simple fulfillment of the inanimate demand. And… Then again the inanimate animates You whether you...
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Let's Die!
Let’s die! You and I. Without asking why Or saying good bye. No caring. No whimper. No cry. No big fuss Because I Would just Like to know What it’s like to ultimately let go. Your life is only the making of Death: The Show. Come on! DonR...
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One Day Traded
A hardened heart in a frosty knoll Chest of compressed grasses Is a frigid, fragile, undressed soul Hidden as it passes Through you, what you never controlled— Yourself, faded, All warmth one day traded for cold.
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Burial
A casket, a hymn, For light in alive eyes Death darkens them dim.
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The Life of Tony Sparrow - A Poem
Tony Sparrow, who rides his bike off dirt jumps, is ten. Tony Sparrow, who dates the captain of the cheerleading team, is seventeen. After high school he’ll never see her again. Tony Sparrow, who is majoring in macroeconomics, is twenty-two. This...
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revelation
the only revelation in getting back my soul would be to see your rotting flesh lying in a hole
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The Hustler Dream
I say let’s race, for glory, for life. You laugh in my face, and get ready, to deal. I’m over three, down two, up one. You’re steady on wings, but guess what, I win. You say it’s unfair, Irrational, Preposterous, But this ...
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Chance is Another Word
Chance is another word It’s another way of saying All the failures I haven’t yet had Opportunity knocks, knocks hard I’m dropped on my butt Fate’s just a flavor of bad Chance is another word A promise life likes to make A lie to...