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Alizay Jul 2019
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Spriha Kant Aug 2020
I am a dust laden untuned guitar in a corner.
Come toward me and wipe away all my loneliness and tune the untuned strings in my life with your warm hands.
Chat with me the way you sing melodiously along with your guitar's melodious tunes.

Beat my fears the way you beat your drums.
Read , understand , remember and love me like your books.
Listen to the noises , voices , whispers and sounds in my silences.
Give me an eternal space in your poetries.
Spent such moments with me that gets carved beautifully on the walls of my memories.
Get lost in my love the way you are into the melodies of your violen and piano while playing them.
Love me above the boundaries of ether.
Embrace me tightly in the arms of your soul and coalesce me within your soul.
And take me away in the ethereal cosmos with you.
Kayla Seiayrra Dec 2013
It fills my ears like liquid gold.
I take a breath to stop the need of unspoken remedy.
The strokes of the lost voilen rhythms the beats of my heart;
the easy rhyme of the piano mocks my soul.

To not jump and leap would be to infester a child,
an action that I take for granted.
My heart calls out for the music set before me.
The rhythm takes me away, as I loose hope.
Easing my Pain and Anger,
I take it.

Dance.
My mind tells me as I harness the music of an orphan child.
Bowing, leaping, gliding.
Letting the fluid of the strokes take my body prisoner.
I dance.

I forget.
The world becomes a whirl of colors.
Fire. Water. Earth. Air.
All dancing with perfect rhythm with my soul and heart.
So beautiful, it makes a grown man cry.
Violen, Cello, Piano.
All screaming at me to fly.
To forget.

So I obey.
I dance.
lxapa May 2016
Llévate, frío,
de un zarpazo mi dolor.
Llévate las lágrimas,
los gritos,
los insultos
y las dudas.

Dile a tus ángeles
que vengan por esto
que fue mío.

Pistola,
pastilla,
cuchilla
o ventana,
cualquiera cumple
su objetivo.

Pero queda después
muy poco de lo que fui.
Las risas,
los recuerdos,
mis amigos,
los abrazos
y los besos.

¿Todo eso
quién se lo lleva?

Manda a tus demonios.
Que todo se lo roben,
que lo escupan
y que lo violen,
porque no fueron más
que regalos de Dios
a su Adán ateo
que después del destierro
se creyó serpiente.
Mq Aug 2015
I tried to make a poem about being happy
They tell me try something different
You sound the same
Do you know how many times I've ..
I've had that same conversation
With myself
You know what happiness is ..right ?
give them a show!
..
I write when I don't know what happiness is
Understand I know I sound the same
I've been listening to these parts of my self
All night
You don't Understand how I'd tried to stop playing the same violen
But the sound keeps me calm
Even if it gets old , go ahead
Just listen
I don't want to make you laugh
I'm sorry
But parts of me are to numb to pain
To heavy
For entertainment
I'm a one man circus
You keep coming to these shows
On days I leave myself dissapointed
Vampyre Kato Apr 2016
<3
I Am The Ordane Minister
At The Funeral For My Pain
I Am Sounding Song Of The Violen
& Piano That Angels Cry
I Am The Roses & Symbols
That Surround My Box
I Am The Joy In The Rest Assured
That Peace Is All That's Left
The Ghost Rabbies & Mold That Once Was
Riutals Has Casted It To Death
I Am Sye Of Relief
The Aw I Can Finally Breathe
In The Chest
I Am The Doves In The Sky
I Am Light In Homlesses People
Eyes
I Am The Soul Who Is Alone
On The Cold Stone Nights
I Am The Heart That Doesn't Bark
The Strongest In The Fight
I Am The Map To Here I Roam
I Am A Vampire Out In Rome
I Am Illumanted With A Sphere
Painted With Years Of Hope
I Am An Expression Of The Universe
Then Again I Am A Ghost
I Am The Fine Wine On Sacred Times
I Am The Toast
I Am The Sensations In All Evoked
I Am The Sun & I Am The Moon
I Am The Space
I Am The Room
I Am 1 With All
The Ball The Ballon
The Empty Cups Of Souls That Drink
That Think They ****
I Am Not The I Am The Savior
We All Are Sacred & Special Creators
We All Are We Just Believe
I Understand What We All Need
Our Hearts Are Not That Far
Hug Them Please
Meditate Stay Away From TV
& Things & Places That Damage Ease
Im At Mourge Under A Tree
With My Twin Soul Flame
Gazing At The Breeze
Flowers For Her & Me
1 With Gender
1 With Her
I Am The Love
That Must Endure
I Am Extremely Pure
My Past Was Dark
Apart From Here
Time Is Not The Near
Dream Beyond Strong
Face Your Fears
& You Will Recieve
What You Crave, Bleed & Need
I Am Sending Love To All Who Read My Poems I Know Their Stone
In Happiness & Mystery
Were All 1
Sit Out Side In A Garden
Feel The Sun
Stay In The Present
Its A Present
I Deliver Messsages Sent From Heaven
You Will See 11:11
what gold have i
tremble
to me
in
clydesdales dreams


that my shoes
may fill these streets
all my chaos
be
strung
with violen strings


here me playing
in
streets

watch schollard mockers
read my display
watch
me
cry
in
the
corner


what child has mistaken me
that my love be
bubble
gum
blown


my child like thoughts
my man like dreams
these hands
these hands
these hands
could
****** you


walking  medalions quiver
leading
stalking
stallions silver
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...
..
.
stalkin silver stallions
read an write something about
these words
...
Styles 12 Apr 2017
Exploding in skin
this light grows
in crescendo, swelling up
to cascade in auditorium ears,

violen strings cutting the hidden ache making it leak symphonies.

Silent storms breaking cliffs,
sections of you cannonball to water.

Underwater music brings out electric eels to zap and dance.

You slowly sink down
  staring breathless at sun lasers
slicing through sea blue water
  

You marvel at their
resiliency to reach
the rock bottom depths
  
where even the darkness dwelling
  creatures hear the music of the sun.
Chelsea Rae Oct 2019
I love the way the leaves shake in the wind.
Almost like tiny little whispered claps in the distance, cheering me on.
Saying, "keep going."

I love the way the twigs rub against each other
Singing nature's tunes like a bow on violen strings.

The sun melting away the cold dark loneliness that had casted itself over my soul.

The ground, hard and firm and warm
Reminds me that mother Earth still has me even if no one else does.
Johnny Noiπ May 2018
like a nuclear mushroom cloud this thing
flew out of her head;barely held by           a plastic  headband     not in I I found a       dead        baby's                             head
in the garbage   can ;    band like the hippies wore                            to keep the vipers enchained
              cute gold chains that hang
from her ears like chandeliers hair teased to
       Ivy was a                                ma       nat     ural
   ive Am er i can that wanted     to         ****     everyone who     wore
                               sunglasses at night on 9th street & Avenue C eighties hair 1980 - 1989nStern  
*******               magaizen epitomizes               the times the girls w/ big hair chewed gum really
with hair that reach to space         1989                     greasers crawled out of the g
               g      1982             big hair                                 utter in their father's suspenders  oppa onnnnn & moms  nnnnnn our girls            .                 were made of candy
& throttled unsuspectni          g men we
      we were violent                                      thought about death
    i want to **** every one]            chugging home brew w/   hominid females
                     we were ***** & violen              William S.         Burroughs
.
    .                 t but we had style & girls that
hai               r like cotton candy                              .                     were ***** & violent  bodies dead w/ a         laced with acid                   ****** on coke ruined the eighties               machine gun we ll have
punk rock girls w/ their           eighties hair u could spot the posers fatal visionl       having      visions           I didn't get into tha     h        t  p rock vs. disco!!!             we caught hell *******      in        Central park   or it       glitter girls w/ ****         cross-dressing **** punks      
 middle school        stoners are the worst
                 we got into getting                    high in the *******      e newspaper   offic    e  
                 Matta       chine Society              places ringers in *** clubs to turn the hets to same ***
I dislike                                              the e            ighties cuz I was too young
Basquiat was already an
old man prodigal son Luke 15:11         we're all killers now
eighties hair gets gum in it           *******
I love the 8o's long gon               e      e dead days of post-punk        & disco; there  dead boys      
           's before sid & after sid;  BS & ***             there was more than one eighties;
she was                   born in 1985

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