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Him Oct 2021
The home you miss, is my burden; the longing of distance and miles is not there.

Concealed within living bone and spiral, no conquered land can I long winter, and longer yet retain.

Would you miss it - if it were always near? Those crude constructions composed of flora's corpses and Oran's nails; compose another, and... Still ye dismay:

"The house is similar, but the home is not the same."

A home requires a heart, but man has long since lost theirs; so crawling, I wonder:

"What difference is there?"
This piece presents a monologue, of a snail innately unable to appreciate Man's concept of "Home". The Snail professes an element of Man lost, a home's cause, thus no difference is to be had.
Lawrence Hall Sep 2018
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The Oran rain patters against my home,
The wind breaks upon the house
and I lie in bed
feeling comfortably alone.

I need to sort my life, move on from this town,
Need to stop being on my own, want to give myself
away, want someone to take me
far away. I'd willingly lose myself
to another, a city or a person; the other,
Me. Is this narcissism? Can I just be happy,
Or must I change so radically
in order to escape?

The real work must begin,
This aimlessness must end before it becomes
ceaseless in its expansion. All I have are words
and melodies, moments in experience that will be lost to all
time. I might as well craft an album, and nod to all I've felt
and've left to feel. Music keeps me alive, 's the only thing
sometimes.
How shall I tell my story,
Why shouldn't I be true to my potential?
What's stopping me?
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It’s a Friday night, Brock and I are at a small PokéMart near Pewter City called “The Ordinary PokéStop.” We’re nestled into a cozy little corner booth, the dim light glinting off the PokéBalls clipped to Brock’s belt. We’re waiting for Ash—who’s running late, as usual. This PokéMart is one of Brock’s favorites because of their “Berry Blends,” and his taste in exotic Poké-themed smoothies is as unpredictable as ever. Tonight, we’re sipping on “Miltank Malt,” a rich, creamy blend of MooMoo Milk and Oran Berries.

We’re on our second—and I’m starting to feel the sugar rush—did I mention Ash is running late? On a celebratory note, Brock finally perfected his recipe for “Rock Candy Rice Cakes,” and I just won my third straight battle at the Vermilion Gym with Magikarp in my lineup.

But more importantly, earlier today, I stopped by Mt. Moon and stumbled across something remarkable: a Moonstone. As soon as I picked it up, it seemed to hum faintly in my hand, like it was alive. I tucked it safely into my pack, but even now, I can feel its faint warmth.

So, we’re sitting there, sipping our drinks and sharing a basket of Poké Puffs when this guy walks in—a cool, scruffy Ace Trainer named Milo. He’s carrying a bottle of Soda Pop and wearing a slightly rumpled Team Rocket hoodie, which is either ironic or incredibly bold. He’s got that charming, disheveled look that you can’t quite trust.

At first, he’s just passing by, but then he stops and glances at us. “You wouldn’t happen to be Ash Ketchum’s crew, would you?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
“No,” I reply casually, “Never heard of him.”
“You sure? You’ve got that whole underdog vibe,” he presses.
“Well, I wouldn’t know,” I shrug.
“But Ash wouldn’t hang out in a dive like this,” he teases.
“Oh, yes he would,” Brock says, deadpan, not missing a beat.

Then it hits me—Milo was in the tournament Ash and I just watched in Celadon. “Wait—you were in that match against Erika’s gym team last week, weren’t you? Congrats on your big win!”
“Thanks for bringing that up,” Milo says dryly, a faint blush rising.
“We lost. Her Bellossom wiped us out—critical hits, all day. Total bad luck.”
“Bad luck,” Brock chuckles. “That’s one way to put it.”

Milo looks a little deflated, so I motion for him to take a seat. He slides in beside Brock, who offers him a cheerful nod. “Milo,” he says.
“I KNOW,” Brock says slyly. We’ve talked about him before—Brock thinks his battle strategy is solid, but his PokéFashion? Not so much.

“Do you believe in luck?” Milo asks suddenly, looking at both of us.
“Absolutely,” I reply, sitting up. “I mean, how else do you explain Magikarp getting a win? I always carry a lucky Moonstone with me—it’s way more reliable than, you know, strategy or training.”

“You have it on you now?” he asks, curious.
“Always,” I say, pulling it out of my pack and holding it up. The light catches the faint, shimmering surface.
“Does it really work?” he asks, raising an eyebrow.
“Well, Magikarp won, didn’t it?” I joke, tucking it back in my bag. “Though I guess I’m living proof that luck is, uh, inconsistent.”

“Brock’s into luck, too,” I add, gesturing toward him.
“All breeders are superstitious,” Brock declares solemnly. “Back home, my sisters used to throw Clefairy dolls into the cave by Mt. Moon to ensure a good egg hatch.”
Milo laughs out loud, nearly choking on his Soda Pop. “And it worked, huh?” he says, smirking as he clinks his glass with Brock’s.
“We have a saying,” Brock adds with a knowing smile, “It’s better to have a lucky Magikarp than a perfect Gyarados.”

Just as Milo nods thoughtfully, agreeing with this ancient wisdom, Ash bursts through the doors, slightly out of breath. “You’ll never believe what Pikachu just did,” he announces. Typical Ash—always the center of the story.
What is fiction if not fan-fiction?

https://hellopoetry.com/poem/4913441/for-luck/
Johnny Noiπ Oct 2018
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Muzaffer Sep 2019
seni sevmek,
hızlı adımla eve dönmek
bir akşamüstü

bekleyişini görmek camda
koklamak eşikte gül kurusu
sarılmak bele şüphesiz

seni sevmek,
gezinti senden habersiz
altın oran korusu

hazırlarken sofrayı misal,
dökülmek gözucuna
bardak dolusu

seni sevmek,
şal gibi omuzlarına serilmek mesela

kitap sayıklarken veranda
ayraç koyduğun yerde beklemek,
bakmak yüzüne hasretle,
mum gibi yüz hatlarında erimek

seni sevmek,
sandalyeyi çekip yatak ucuna,
rüyanı merak etmek,
dokunmak rem yerinde saçına
usulca zülüfü mühürlemek

seni sevmek,
klişe sözleri boğmak ağzımda,
bırakıp lafı göze
akışı kıvrımlara dermek

seni sevmek,
Rabbime şükretmek,
ıslatıp dudağı her öpüşte
sol yanımda çitilemek

seni sevmek vecit hali, delilik

seni sevmek,
sevişirken bile seni özlemek..


..
Jim Rio Mar 2021
Do the orchids feel?
Even when they are plucked to watch over the eternal rest of the souls?
And do the sunflowers lie?
Even when they turn their backs to the sun to watch the flapping of some wings?

And does the wheat weeps?
Even when neither the breezes nor the songs of the birds heed it?
And does the forage prays?
Even when they see the silver of the sickle and scythe dancing?

Are the storms the cry of the earth?
For how much it suffers in the summers.
In the burning afternoons without air.
In the distant oceans.
In the deaths of the autumn.

Is the moon a lover of the mountain?
For it always suckles the hill.
She kisses the cheeks of the streams.
It illuminates the dark paths.
And sings to the strange travelers.

////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////////

¿Y las orquideas sienten?

¿Aún cuando las arrancan para velar el descanso eterno de las almas?

¿Y los girasoles mienten?

¿Aún cuando dan la espalda al sol para ver el batir de unas alas?



¿Y el trigo llora?

¿Aún cuando no le hacen caso ni las brisas ni los cantos de las aves?

¿Y los forrajes oran?

¿Aún cuando ven el plata de la hoz y la guadaña bailando al bies?



¿Serán las tormentas el llanto de la tierra?

Pues cuanto sufre en los veranos.

En las tardes ardientes sin aire.

En los oceános lejanos.

En las muertes del otoño.



¿Será la luna amante de la sierra?

Pues siempre amamanta a la colina.

Besa las mejillas de los riachuelos.

Ilumina los caminos oscuros.

Y canta a los viajantes extraños.
Soy enredadera:
¡Bendecida el hacha que mi tronco hiera!

              Soy una amatista:
¡Alabado el lodo que mi lumbre vista!

              Lámpara votiva,
Maldigo al aceite que me tiene viva.

              Falena rosada,
Sueño en una espina, para ser clavada.

Roca que desdeña la miel de la fruta,
Pido, en cambio, el vaso lleno de cicuta.

Puesto que he perdido la luz de su amor,
El ser que me diste, ¡tómalo, Señor!

Mutila mi lengua que aún por él dama.
Ciégame estos ojos que aún buscan su llama.

Córtame estas manos cobardes que imploran
Y cierra estos labios que por él te oran!

              Convierte en ceniza,
Estos pies que aún buscan la ruta que él pisa.

              Tapia los oídos,
Que aún su acento atisban en todos los ruidos.

              ¡Ay, triste de mí,
Que luz y alegría con su amor perdí!

              ¡Ay, triste de mí,
Que ya nunca, nunca seré lo que fui!
Qualyxian Quest Mar 2020
The chaos of this life
Wars and rumors of wars

The frenzy and the strife
Poets, madmen, ******

A victory for the human race
Like a swim under a loving moon

Is there such a thing or place?
Can we read it like a rune?

                     Soon?
Qualyxian Quest Jun 2020
Back to Camus tonight
    Our honest plight
        And the fight
A Poet Apr 2020
At the feet
   Beg.
Oran and cry
Be afraid.

Grab on
  don't let go
take flight
  into the light
love unconditionally

Weep. .
  find mercy. .
and kiss. . .
his feet. . .

forgive us. .
forgive me. .
forgive them. .

Take my life
  feel the heat
as it radiates and leaves. . .
let my heart become theirs.
  Atone once more for their sins. .
--take me to the promise land--
Qualyxian Quest May 2020
Trying to get to Virginia
Barely holding on

Basketball at twilight
Remembering Thich Nhat Hanh

Art is frozen Zen
Architecture is frozen music

Most likely just one life
Please let me not refuse it

The world awash in Plague
As with Camus' Oran

We live with the Absurd
We resist and carry on

When I go down, may I go down grateful
That day in Gamla Stan!
Qualyxian Quest May 2020
Cheers in the Irish pub
A bit curious in the gift shop

Fr. Greeley in Chicago
Alex writes on hip hop

I'm tired and I'm lonely
Can't see too far ahead

I'm the one and only
Sleeping in my bed

According to Jean Paul Sartre
Man is useless passion

But I'm with Albert Camus
And Rebel in my own fashion

The Plague is now upon us
Some resist; many die

Oran not so far
From an All-American sky

                         Mortal
                  But still we try

— The End —