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Queen Of Hearts

I could not play,
this time,
the game that I wanted to.
For the Queen Of Hearts
was not on my hand;
She was sitting right infront of me,
staring me
in the eyes.

-syed.aa

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Written by syed in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Queen Of Hearts
I could not play,
this time,
the game that I wanted to.
For the Queen Of Hearts
was not on my hand;
She was sitting right infront of me,
staring me
in the eyes.

-syed.aa

#poetry  #prose  #poem  #writing  #freeverse  #poet  #writer  #queen  #typewriter  #freeversepoetry  #typewriterpoetry 
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A Strange One

Feeding lies upon the edge of rapturous tongues,

Songs fade away into the silent gathering of nothingness. 

The siren sings again and passes into the faded realm. 

There is little here to hold her. 

Contemptuous glances course along the ridge 

Of the deadly knife dance. Keeping still the beating hearts. 

A thousand deaths are sighed into the universe. 

He cannot hold her any longer. 

Bursting forth in the red, red bloom upon satin sheets,

She will regret this move forever more, though nothing holds

Her fast. 

It is done.

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Written by EBJohnson in portal Poetry & Free Verse
A Strange One
Feeding lies upon the edge of rapturous tongues,
Songs fade away into the silent gathering of nothingness. 
The siren sings again and passes into the faded realm. 
There is little here to hold her. 

Contemptuous glances course along the ridge 
Of the deadly knife dance. Keeping still the beating hearts. 
A thousand deaths are sighed into the universe. 
He cannot hold her any longer. 

Bursting forth in the red, red bloom upon satin sheets,
She will regret this move forever more, though nothing holds
Her fast. 

It is done.
#poetry  #poem 
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This is Not the End

This is the end.

This is where you,

Blurry-eyed from tears,

Stumble home

(You always thought home must be a place on Earth

Oh, how wrong you were)

No one told you

About anything,

About the what comes after, about

A life only viewed as precious

Due to its destined cessation

This is where the truth spills

Like water from a broken pipe

Your mind is the sponge which

Absorbs each puddle of information

As you make sure to repeat the words

Not three, nor five, but several times

As you learn of a light that never burns out

This is where the corruption inside is strangled,

Choked until it ceases to exist

As anything but an ache in your chest

You couldn’t remember the crimes you have committed,

Never mind why

So you would disappear under a heap of blankets,

Trying not to think of the person you must be

But you can’t push the thought away forever,

And now you know, for

This is where every memory comes flooding back

You are reminded of each triumph and defeat

From the start of time to your last moments on Earth

Someone told you,

About everything,

About what comes after, only

To be told these are not the kind of memories

You have the capability to keep

This not the end,

This is where you,

Screaming, forcing the tears that won’t come,

Crawl back to what you call home,

(Though only because you don't know any better)

This is the beginning.

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Written by peachpoetry in portal Poetry & Free Verse
This is Not the End
This is the end.
This is where you,
Blurry-eyed from tears,
Stumble home
(You always thought home must be a place on Earth
Oh, how wrong you were)

No one told you
About anything,
About the what comes after, about
A life only viewed as precious
Due to its destined cessation

This is where the truth spills
Like water from a broken pipe
Your mind is the sponge which
Absorbs each puddle of information
As you make sure to repeat the words
Not three, nor five, but several times
As you learn of a light that never burns out

This is where the corruption inside is strangled,
Choked until it ceases to exist
As anything but an ache in your chest
You couldn’t remember the crimes you have committed,
Never mind why
So you would disappear under a heap of blankets,
Trying not to think of the person you must be

But you can’t push the thought away forever,
And now you know, for
This is where every memory comes flooding back
You are reminded of each triumph and defeat
From the start of time to your last moments on Earth

Someone told you,
About everything,
About what comes after, only
To be told these are not the kind of memories
You have the capability to keep

This not the end,
This is where you,
Screaming, forcing the tears that won’t come,
Crawl back to what you call home,
(Though only because you don't know any better)

This is the beginning.
#fiction  #poetry  #poem  #death  #reincarnation 
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I wish you knew exactly what I meant

My words fail, my heart breaks

Rambling thoughts to fill a book

I can't muster a word

You look on, silent

The world, silent

My love, silent

So you silently turned away

Heels making delicate taps on the ground

Each step composing thousands of lines

Until I have an epic

An epic of tears on the pavement

And misunderstanding

And deafening silence

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Written by Lonz1234
I wish you knew exactly what I meant
My words fail, my heart breaks
Rambling thoughts to fill a book
I can't muster a word
You look on, silent
The world, silent
My love, silent
So you silently turned away
Heels making delicate taps on the ground
Each step composing thousands of lines
Until I have an epic
An epic of tears on the pavement
And misunderstanding
And deafening silence


#poetry  #poem  #love  #night 
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Written by syed in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Gold

Oh when you look at her,

All that glitters, you'll know, is gold.

-syed.aa

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Gold
Oh when you look at her,
All that glitters, you'll know, is gold.

-syed.aa
#romance  #poetry  #prose  #poem  #writing  #freeverse  #poet  #writer  #typewriter  #freeversepoetry  #typewriterpoetry 
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Written by EBJohnson in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Cathartic

I couldn't hold you 

Though I tried to keep you there

Inside my rusted, broken pocket. 

It was empty inside

And the halls smelled of mildew. 

You drew away into the shadow shell

And felt the beat go hollow in a 

Sparrow's mellow heart made of thin-cast gold. 

You were full of trepidations,

A thousand tiny anxieties, 

Wrapped and warped 

And stripped of fat and flesh.

Emptiness round your collar. 

Emptiness drowning inside your lungs. 

A rumble for a deeper calling.

Something more. 

Something meaningful. 

But only darkness sings its dark delight

And only you can hear the Melody. 

I cannot hold you any longer. 

You are released. 

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Written by EBJohnson in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Cathartic
I couldn't hold you 
Though I tried to keep you there
Inside my rusted, broken pocket. 
It was empty inside
And the halls smelled of mildew. 
You drew away into the shadow shell
And felt the beat go hollow in a 
Sparrow's mellow heart made of thin-cast gold. 
You were full of trepidations,
A thousand tiny anxieties, 
Wrapped and warped 
And stripped of fat and flesh.
Emptiness round your collar. 
Emptiness drowning inside your lungs. 
A rumble for a deeper calling.
Something more. 
Something meaningful. 
But only darkness sings its dark delight
And only you can hear the Melody. 
I cannot hold you any longer. 
You are released. 
#poetry  #poem  #grief 
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Vein

Casting characters on an imaginary stage

Just to hear a friendly voice. 

Coming to terms with the void.

Exploring the depths of the emptiness. 

Realizing it's all in vain. 

These are the things that break us. 

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Vein
Casting characters on an imaginary stage
Just to hear a friendly voice. 
Coming to terms with the void.
Exploring the depths of the emptiness. 
Realizing it's all in vain. 
These are the things that break us. 
#poetry  #poem 
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The barn

The barn that I see

Is like unkept dreams

Neglected and lifeless

Abandoned and isolated

Once full of life

Now gone to perish

Once a vision full of hopes

Now a sad lonely home

Rusty nails, Dirty-caked floors

Falling apart, and barely breathing

Haunted and scary

Sabotaged by nature

Beautiful red that has

Chipped away

Slowly and slowly

One by one

The barn that I see

Is all alone like all those dreams

That are now destroyed

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Written by LoveSavita in portal Poetry & Free Verse
The barn
The barn that I see
Is like unkept dreams
Neglected and lifeless
Abandoned and isolated
Once full of life
Now gone to perish
Once a vision full of hopes
Now a sad lonely home
Rusty nails, Dirty-caked floors
Falling apart, and barely breathing
Haunted and scary
Sabotaged by nature
Beautiful red that has
Chipped away
Slowly and slowly
One by one
The barn that I see
Is all alone like all those dreams
That are now destroyed
#poem 
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The Daughter of the Sea

I once knew a girl,

The daughter of the sea

She was as pretty as a pearl,

With lips that tasted like salt

And her spirit was free

Like her mother,

She was beautiful but chaotic,

Calm but smothering

An exalt to many became neurotic to her,

Provoking emptiness and a longing so intense

It would wear a hole in her human heart

Being bound to the land above,

She could only visit when she needed a sense of belonging on her part

Though there came a day when temporary wasn’t enough

And as she was floating in the grand vastness,

She wondered whether or not it was worth the time and effort to drown,

She wondered whether or not she could notice her tears underwater

That day she considered a suffocating madness,

As she questioned her identity as the sea’s daughter

There were never any second thoughts before immersing

Herself into the wild and untamed

There had never been any rehearsing,

Still she smiled unashamed

At first, the only sound surrounding her

Were the waves splashing above

Until all she could hear was her pulse pounding

And clashing in her ear

Until there was nothing left to feel but the water filling her lungs

How ironic, she thought, that water could burn

How the sensation in her chest wasn’t nearly as bad as the stung in her head

Though she was gasping for air,

There was never a moment where she fled

She believed herself to be hollow,

Thus she filled her lungs with water -

So much more than she could swallow

And as her lungs began to totter,

Down went the daughter

Of the sea

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The Daughter of the Sea
I once knew a girl,
The daughter of the sea
She was as pretty as a pearl,
With lips that tasted like salt
And her spirit was free

Like her mother,
She was beautiful but chaotic,
Calm but smothering
An exalt to many became neurotic to her,
Provoking emptiness and a longing so intense
It would wear a hole in her human heart

Being bound to the land above,
She could only visit when she needed a sense of belonging on her part
Though there came a day when temporary wasn’t enough
And as she was floating in the grand vastness,
She wondered whether or not it was worth the time and effort to drown,
She wondered whether or not she could notice her tears underwater
That day she considered a suffocating madness,
As she questioned her identity as the sea’s daughter

There were never any second thoughts before immersing
Herself into the wild and untamed
There had never been any rehearsing,
Still she smiled unashamed

At first, the only sound surrounding her
Were the waves splashing above
Until all she could hear was her pulse pounding
And clashing in her ear
Until there was nothing left to feel but the water filling her lungs
How ironic, she thought, that water could burn
How the sensation in her chest wasn’t nearly as bad as the stung in her head

Though she was gasping for air,
There was never a moment where she fled
She believed herself to be hollow,
Thus she filled her lungs with water -
So much more than she could swallow
And as her lungs began to totter,
Down went the daughter
Of the sea
#poetry  #poem  #ocean  #daughter  #daughterofthesea 
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Glottal

Inky bands of spider-scrawl 

Trace across currents of stone. 

A city wrapped in sleepless energy 

Unfolds, 

Like a bandy-legged cat 

Below timeless cliffs of uncertainty. 

The sunlight warps 

And once again

Gaia rears her head. 

The world is cast in gold 

And I

Am cast in gold with it. 

To bask here would be sin. 

There are no words 

That can shelter the dead

From their ignominy. 

A thousand souls could shudder here

But none would hear them, 

Cloaked in limestone

As they are. 

A word raises purple and the flowers blossom

On the mount. 

The city sleeps again and I sleep with it. 

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Glottal
Inky bands of spider-scrawl 
Trace across currents of stone. 
A city wrapped in sleepless energy 
Unfolds, 
Like a bandy-legged cat 
Below timeless cliffs of uncertainty. 
The sunlight warps 
And once again
Gaia rears her head. 
The world is cast in gold 
And I
Am cast in gold with it. 
To bask here would be sin. 
There are no words 
That can shelter the dead
From their ignominy. 
A thousand souls could shudder here
But none would hear them, 
Cloaked in limestone
As they are. 
A word raises purple and the flowers blossom
On the mount. 
The city sleeps again and I sleep with it. 

#poetry  #poem  #contemporary 
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