Poetry

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This may not be a pleasurable presence, - b atomic number 18ly at least Im not abanthroughd. -Detached from all beings, this evacuate feeling essential be my sole purpose. 2.Time bomb 2014 -Youre wish a time bomb -Ticking endlessly -Shes walling for you to explode Stabbing her with the millions of scattered pieces youll remove stone-broken into -Its only a matter of time -As she watches you fading -Youre move a range forward her look -and she is tasteing desperately to do -what all the kings horses and all the kings men couldnt - only if she kindlet castrate the past -She cant undo whats already been done -She cant rejoinder back their venomous words Or somehow make you forget all the pain you endured -Because even If she drives them away -you atomic number 18 intelligence your own worst enemy And the monsters outside -The paint of your resilience is chip away -And youre clutching to your blade more desperately than to begin with -Her pleas and promises atomic number 18 locomote on deaf ears -And sometimes she wonders if all this sorrow is worth -the enjoyment she feels -When shes holding your hand -But then she remembers the girl -Who, at only cardinal -Was going to get wind her breeding -And she was clutching scarce as desperately to that stab -solely you saved her -And youve been saving her ever since She saw a light in your eyes, there was nothing left to affr ight -And now helplessly -She watches it vaporise -She wants to be the savior, that you argon to her -But no matter how hopeful she seems -Shes optimistic in vain -You say she cant make you happy, she cant end the pain -She speaks wistfully of forthcoming plans -She inclinationes on a star -Words turn into razors -You say you dont plan on making it that far -But she clam up hunchs you Just the way you are -And the likes of a time bomb would -Youll explode - prohibiting allthing in your path -And when you do -Shell direct nothing left -Suicide is such a Shiite thing to bear 3. Thunderstorm 2014 -You taught me how to count beautifully -The seconds between -Thunder and lightning -As it shook the foundation of our humanness -You taught me -Not to be afraid -But baby there is a thunderstorm -Raging on outside -But I can only count -The days since you -All because -Of me 4.How to destroy an infection 2014 I need someone To help me get absolve of these feelings The feeling that Im disgusting But Ive come to realize that No one can get rid of them No one Theyre a incision of me And the only way to destroy the infection Is to attack at the shank 5. sixty percent deadly 2014 Humans are approximately Sixty percent water Because, you see We are all oceans Seas Lakes Rivers Puddles Droplets Tears We rotate our fingertips in To test the waters To see if these people will bang us Love you Foolishly For you aim forgotten As you ever do when you are Blinded & confused as sweet crystalline Fills your lungs Youre drowning Drowning in someone else But you are not the victim You are the villain Ignorant Have you forgotten, Sabina?You are a plague A reckless force of evil You create hurricanes with Your words Typhoons with Your actions Yet still you dip your fingertips in tardily being swallowed In bittersweet and curt bliss As you kill everyone around you How galore(postnominal) lives must you take To remember 6. Crimson 2013 The dark crimson streaks Theyr e all too old(prenominal) Deep down crosswise the canvas of my wrist You promised I hear his echo The solemn whisper still clear Above the abuzz in my ear I lay in bed, open my eyes Shift my head Im looking at destruction, hatred Written across my wrists They scream at me Im staring at words Strong plenty to break bones Im peering in through the cracks Is someone looking back?She wants to escape The girl inside She cant find her way out I need a small crevice, she hisses, Just one, pretty please? loving venom laces her words I wonder aloud, hearing no retort Has she gone already? Lied and escaped without a passing pass? Or maybe I cut too deep And broke her too But Just then, I hear A timid laugh Im still deep down inside of you Cut deeper, youll chafe me I promise Those two words are so well-known(prenominal) But my cuts have almost healed I plead But Sabina, darling, I need to be shrived I cant stand this anymore Just end the pain I know what to do I must be insane And wi th that Were back to where we started And how Ive missed it Its been three days since I last saw 7.Click 2014 They say to wear your heart on your weapon But That seems a bit gruesome Doesnt it? How does one wear a heart? Do you take a needle and thread Slowly and painfully piercing The edges of your heart Threading it to The fabric on your wrist move the innocent,even consorts With blood as you wave Its almost laughable Do you adhere it to The nerve endings Willing them to protrude And wrap around the organ we have removed As a sort of method to express ourselves What a comical notion Im sorry It Just seems rather silly to me Id love to show my feelings But Id prefer to keep my organs inside 8. schooling to Breathe Water 2014 You know the things you learnThat you wouldve never considered prior to learning them but after learning them you feel like youve known youre whole life and you try but you cant remember who you were before that like Who was I before I knew x Like Sabina , your mouth is not a right-hand(a) place for spare change Sabina, your mouth should not speak of change that is a Mans decision Sabina, put on your settable Sabina, erosion a concise skirt is Just as dangerous as not wearing one Sabina, you have to go home your shorts are some(prenominal) too short I hear Sabina, the boys have to focus to learn, your system is too distracting and it is your alt that they sexuality you Sabina, the electrical socket is not a heartfelt place for dinner knives Sabina, neither is your wrist Okay Sabina, neither are your thighs I realize that learning is Just Life crushing and mould your brain You lose independence You wonder what you can do I try desperately To breathe water Even though Ive wise(p) So long ago that Sabina, you cant breathe water Unless you dont want to breathe Anymore 9. Wear girls 2014 We are the girls who havent decease the mile in four years because we Layer our deep v necks with excuses and bat our eyelashes at the anth eral gym teachersWe are taught to survive by using our bodies as Swiss Army knives Involuntarily Its the game weve been playing since we were children Deceive, but be cultivated Girls, we have to be nice Used to the masculine brutality mannish kindness is so alien to us we mistake it for seduction every time Age 7, my 15 year old cousin opposees me, makes me touch him It took me years to realize that force was not love, when he called me beautiful he did not look beneath my abused skin Age 12, tonic says wearing short skirts in the city is like driving without a settable Age 13, a boy Ive been dating for a week asks me to have sex with him, he says its he only way I can show my love Age 15, my boyfriend, hits me If only it was unexpected I level myself Age 16, my dad calls me sexy, on a regular basis, I take it as a compliment not knowing any give way but the queasy feeling in my stomach tells me Something is wrong With the Waved tardiest, free drinks, smacked asses, my yoga pa nts are not a welcome mat, thank you acting this game to realize This is not female privilege this is survival of the prettiest We are easily startled Who wouldnt be I am barked at from the streets We are the girls petrified of the business school boys who learn to somehow manifest success by refusing to take no for an answer Aggression is key Once my friend and I got cat called She said screw you I said thank you, head down Like I was trained to 10. I at one time love a sociopath- 2014 I once love a psychopath Completely aware He could never be capable of a love that wasnt Clinging to another person and wrapping around their Throats and down their chests and to their black Maria To squeeze out every once of affection from you But I didnt care Because he told me the world wasnt nearly as beautiful as I He told me That the reason why our blood is red Is the said(prenominal) reason why some stars are redTheir time is Almost up Our time is It has always been And he told me thats o kay That this only means it habit be too long before We become fireworks And wed be a part of something Tremendously bigger Together And I once loved a psychopath Who kept me alive Longer than the medication and therapy ever could I became slowly entangled in his words His false regard tied me down and I knew Exactly what was happening His words ran up my body, creeping Like vines Thorns cutting me as they slithered Up my torso housecoat around my throat Wrapping his hands around my throat And squash So hard, I began to see stars And I said to myself This is it. My time is up. I am a firework, and I am becoming a part of something bigger. 11. My kind of alone 2014 People think of alone as A dark hole Where no sound and no light and no life can Penetrate But I dont think so because I have been down that hole many times before I have lived it and still I feel More at home there than Or a group full of friends But who knows Maybe our kind of alone is the sadder kind Because its th e kind that makes you Not fear death anymore 12.Letting go- 2014 Letting go of The one you thought you loved more than Anything More than Everything Is not like dropping someone shoot The edge of a cliff However badly you might wish it was Its not And no matter how long you Put it off This essential thing It will never be easier Just get it everyplace with Oh but dont be fooled Getting it over with does not imply An instantaneous relief They arent some bandit Holding together two infected halves Of a whole twisted heart Oh no Letting go Of someone you love Is a slow release A long painful exhale In a room starved for atomic number 8 A Jet of helium Slowly streaming from that pinprick In the ductile skin of a young childs party balloon Who didnt get their natal day wishPoetryI picked this meter thinking this seems like a funny title and it would be a confusing rime that had a simple title but a deep meaning. This poem had a lot of alliteration the roots ere and re were repeate d very often,and the only roots used in the poem. The only exception to this order was the the original line in verse five where minotaur was used. The minotaur was placed there quit to break the steady rhyme. This is cleverly placed to bring the attention of the commentator o the conclusion. Here is where/ You can get nowhere This itself Starts the poem at a negative context and a feeling Of hopelessness. This in the poem represents life as being where you are your fate has decreed to be there is no point of struggling or trying to hold away from it. All of lifes problems are symbolized as the corn mazes twist and turns. Like any other/ You cant peer over/ And then another. The twisting turns in this poem like problems cannot e seen ahead of time you just run into them.When you are done dealing with one problem the next one appears. As we try to shape our destinies by ourselves we wake blindly not knowing what we do assuming we we are doing whats best for us. Your inner minota ur is a psychological term which can mean your fear of the unknown or your destiny. In psychology it IS said that you walk on hands and knees blindly until you are able to confront your inner minotaur. Which coincidentally relates with the poem. But on you blunder shows the severity of our method of pursuing our destiny. To summarize the poem I conclude that this poem shows the futility of life of how no matter how hard we try to run we have acknowledge in the end that we have bring we have go nowhere in life. Like the pace of the poem it goes at steady pace. I am able to connect many of the situations of this poem to my life it shows my problems and how they come unexpected.