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Motions

Take me through the motions

one last time,

let me trail along

with my drifting eyes,

and let me hear those songs

I never could remember

or show me pictures of mountains

I would never climb,

let my feet shift slowly behind you,

tell me stories I've heard a million times,

and let me realize if I miss you or not.

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Motions
Take me through the motions
one last time,
let me trail along
with my drifting eyes,
and let me hear those songs
I never could remember
or show me pictures of mountains
I would never climb,
let my feet shift slowly behind you,
tell me stories I've heard a million times,
and let me realize if I miss you or not.
#reflection  #confusion  #longing  #heartache  #missing 
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Advance

Nauseated daylight,

frazzled hair, split ends,

a notorious headache's yell,

and the collective understanding

that this universe expands forever;

yet, somehow, a tiny trickle of life

exists within us

beneath the stale morning breath,

the hallowed, darkened eyes,

the chipped nails;

a pulse remains, persisting,

and it demands to thrive

with or without being told.

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Advance
Nauseated daylight,
frazzled hair, split ends,
a notorious headache's yell,
and the collective understanding
that this universe expands forever;
yet, somehow, a tiny trickle of life
exists within us
beneath the stale morning breath,
the hallowed, darkened eyes,
the chipped nails;
a pulse remains, persisting,
and it demands to thrive
with or without being told.
#life  #living  #existing  #advance  #mydumbramblesasusual 
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Written by CautiousRain in portal Stream of Consciousness

Illuminate Me

When I told you I loved you with all my heart,

perhaps you never understood.

My heart is like a magnificent skyscraper and every story was lit like a fancy casino,

glamorously shimmering from its hundreds of windows.

I made sure it was always lit from your view.

Though, I have a confession to make:

It was very rarely that my light was strong enough to hold by itself.

In fact, the lights would shut down more often than I’d have liked to admit to you, or anyone else.

No, the lights were nearly broken and not even a backup generator could hold such a behemoth of a building, and so I would panic.

I panicked and did my best to light it for you because you deserved the prettiest view.

I brought candles.

Thousands upon thousands would illuminate the rooms just bright enough for you to look up at the windows and smile because they were shining and you imagined a place as beautiful as it once was.

Though it wasn’t any longer.

The candles on the first floors would melt and burn out while I’d sprint up the stairs to carry more to the middle floors. My flames were burning faster than I could run, my lungs wanted to give out trying, bursting and frazzling like my lighter (which, it too, needed replacing). I was so carried away, caught in the motions of burning and burnouts that I would trip up the steps and injure myself. I cried as I spilled hot wax down my hands, my arms, and I would peek through my windows with tears, noticing the days you no longer looked up at them. I tried even harder to light the place; I brought bigger candles, maybe they’d hold longer, maybe I could have had more time. You looked up now and again and I felt like maybe you’d finally understood. Then you left and, well, I realized you never knew how hard it is to keep the lights on.

I let them burn out for good.

I keep hesitating, hovering my match over a few candles, wondering if it’s worth pretending my love is still easy. I’ve tossed my old light bulbs out the windows just to see them shatter. I thought maybe if you’d walk by and see the broken glass, you’d want to know for yourself and see what I put myself through.

Yet, all you did was ignore the sounds of the glass smashing against the concrete, the sounds of my shoes rubbing the shards into the pavement, and me.

I still light a few candles here and there, but after a few hours, I have the urge to put them out again so I drown it all in buckets of water.

My heart is a mess, and I wish now that instead of just looking up at the illumination, you would have wanted to be involved, and that you would have taken the time to gander inside the building for a change. Why did you never do that for me?

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Stream of Consciousness
Illuminate Me
When I told you I loved you with all my heart,
perhaps you never understood.

My heart is like a magnificent skyscraper and every story was lit like a fancy casino,
glamorously shimmering from its hundreds of windows.
I made sure it was always lit from your view.
Though, I have a confession to make:
It was very rarely that my light was strong enough to hold by itself.
In fact, the lights would shut down more often than I’d have liked to admit to you, or anyone else.
No, the lights were nearly broken and not even a backup generator could hold such a behemoth of a building, and so I would panic.
I panicked and did my best to light it for you because you deserved the prettiest view.
I brought candles.
Thousands upon thousands would illuminate the rooms just bright enough for you to look up at the windows and smile because they were shining and you imagined a place as beautiful as it once was.

Though it wasn’t any longer.

The candles on the first floors would melt and burn out while I’d sprint up the stairs to carry more to the middle floors. My flames were burning faster than I could run, my lungs wanted to give out trying, bursting and frazzling like my lighter (which, it too, needed replacing). I was so carried away, caught in the motions of burning and burnouts that I would trip up the steps and injure myself. I cried as I spilled hot wax down my hands, my arms, and I would peek through my windows with tears, noticing the days you no longer looked up at them. I tried even harder to light the place; I brought bigger candles, maybe they’d hold longer, maybe I could have had more time. You looked up now and again and I felt like maybe you’d finally understood. Then you left and, well, I realized you never knew how hard it is to keep the lights on.

I let them burn out for good.

I keep hesitating, hovering my match over a few candles, wondering if it’s worth pretending my love is still easy. I’ve tossed my old light bulbs out the windows just to see them shatter. I thought maybe if you’d walk by and see the broken glass, you’d want to know for yourself and see what I put myself through.

Yet, all you did was ignore the sounds of the glass smashing against the concrete, the sounds of my shoes rubbing the shards into the pavement, and me.

I still light a few candles here and there, but after a few hours, I have the urge to put them out again so I drown it all in buckets of water.

My heart is a mess, and I wish now that instead of just looking up at the illumination, you would have wanted to be involved, and that you would have taken the time to gander inside the building for a change. Why did you never do that for me?
#heartbreak  #regret  #breakup  #distrust  #latenightramblesIfinallyposted 
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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Wasted Time

I wasted my time,

Trying to figure you out

But to my dismay

You found nothing to say.

I don’t know why

I thought that maybe I’d try

To talk to you soon

But that plan was doomed.

So I waited it out

Took small steps in the crowd

Hoped you would look back

Yet it wasn’t like that.

Oh why did I think

That maybe it’d work

If I just put in

More than it’s worth?

Don’t think twice

I made mistakes that aren’t nice

And I know I’ll keep trying

Though your presence is like ice. 

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Wasted Time
I wasted my time,
Trying to figure you out
But to my dismay
You found nothing to say.

I don’t know why
I thought that maybe I’d try
To talk to you soon
But that plan was doomed.

So I waited it out
Took small steps in the crowd
Hoped you would look back
Yet it wasn’t like that.

Oh why did I think
That maybe it’d work
If I just put in
More than it’s worth?

Don’t think twice
I made mistakes that aren’t nice
And I know I’ll keep trying
Though your presence is like ice. 
#freeverse  #conflict  #rambles  #wastedtime  #idkIstartedsingingthisintheshowerandfiguredwhynot 
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Written by CautiousRain in portal Haiku

Distress

Malleable clay,

vulnerable, small, wet, soft; 

smacked against a wall.

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Haiku
Distress
Malleable clay,
vulnerable, small, wet, soft; 
smacked against a wall.
#haiku  #clay  #distress  #smacked  #ripthatclaythough 
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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Flash

Flash forward.

Flashback.

Progress isn't possible

without a little dip in the pool

so keep looking back;

trip over the wires,

set them off and see what happens.

Flash forward.

Flashback.

Drag me through the mud,

but don't let me look

at the mess I've made

in the mirror.

Flash forward.

Flashback.

Hear that voice.

Hear it.

HEAR IT.

Hear it and weep.

Flash forward.

Flashback.

Flash forward. 

Flashback.

Flash forward.

Flashback.

FLASH FORWARD.

Please don't take me back there.

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Flash
Flash forward.
Flashback.

Progress isn't possible
without a little dip in the pool
so keep looking back;
trip over the wires,
set them off and see what happens.

Flash forward.
Flashback.

Drag me through the mud,
but don't let me look
at the mess I've made
in the mirror.

Flash forward.
Flashback.

Hear that voice.
Hear it.
HEAR IT.
Hear it and weep.

Flash forward.
Flashback.
Flash forward. 
Flashback.
Flash forward.
Flashback.
FLASH FORWARD.

Please don't take me back there.
#regret  #sadness  #Flashbacks  #jesuschristIhatethis  #psureIhaveproblems 
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Drained

I have squandered so much energy

hoping to understand you,

that I regretfully left none for myself,

and anything learned is naught;

next time leave me a blank letter

since that gives more substance

than simply walking away.

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Drained
I have squandered so much energy
hoping to understand you,
that I regretfully left none for myself,
and anything learned is naught;
next time leave me a blank letter
since that gives more substance
than simply walking away.
#freeverse  #tired  #breakup  #drained  #tbhIamjustsoconfusedbyhim 
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Written by CautiousRain in portal Haiku

Mistakes

(7/5/7)

Lest we forget your mistakes;

they seep into mine

making us both cold sinners.

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Haiku
Mistakes
(7/5/7)
Lest we forget your mistakes;
they seep into mine
making us both cold sinners.
#challenge  #regret  #mistakes  #ReverseHaiku 
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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Hands

I've got to hand it to you,

the curvature of your palms

are so impeccable,

that they easily slip into

the palm of another,

with skin smooth or roughed

by work, and yet even those fingertips,

slender, stubby, even some missing or bent,

can delicately intertwine

as if all gestures could be made together

and your skin and fingerprints could merge

with each touch like a puzzle piece

offered in twos,

designed to craft and to hold on

forever.

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Hands
I've got to hand it to you,
the curvature of your palms
are so impeccable,
that they easily slip into
the palm of another,
with skin smooth or roughed
by work, and yet even those fingertips,
slender, stubby, even some missing or bent,
can delicately intertwine
as if all gestures could be made together
and your skin and fingerprints could merge
with each touch like a puzzle piece
offered in twos,
designed to craft and to hold on
forever.
#challenge  #freeverse  #body  #hands  #hand 
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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Somehow

Stay with me, somehow,

and see the world as I see it,

pretty and dreary,

though more dead than alive,

and squint your eyes into the sizzling desert,

riddled with hollow bones,

and look further to the flowering cacti;

then maybe you would see me reflecting back

in its fruit and know that it is my life;

I tempt death's grip,

but he cannot reach one so destined to survive

regardless of such extremes of hot and cold

or of such arid landscapes,

but I musn't sip at the clouds searching for water,

and maybe I'd admit I've tried,

so stay with me, somehow,

and discover me for yourself.

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Written by CautiousRain in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Somehow
Stay with me, somehow,
and see the world as I see it,
pretty and dreary,
though more dead than alive,
and squint your eyes into the sizzling desert,
riddled with hollow bones,
and look further to the flowering cacti;
then maybe you would see me reflecting back
in its fruit and know that it is my life;
I tempt death's grip,
but he cannot reach one so destined to survive
regardless of such extremes of hot and cold
or of such arid landscapes,
but I musn't sip at the clouds searching for water,
and maybe I'd admit I've tried,
so stay with me, somehow,
and discover me for yourself.

#freeverse  #me  #myself  #selfreflection  #staywithme 
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