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Envy Gluttony Greed Lust Pride Sloth Wrath—You wake up to find that you are the embodiment of one (or all) of the seven deadly sins. What happens? Tag me! @jumotki :)
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seventh heaven

1 E N V Y

stretch my neck and scream at god:

"i'll tear you to shreds before i am gone!"

"jealousy, jealousy, fuck you all!"

"kiss on you, piss on you"- farther I fall.

2 G L U T T O N Y

eat your sins and eat your pride

stuff your feelings, quiet your lies

i deserve the beef, the bourbon, the bait.

donations for me, the starving will wait.

3 G R E E D

owe me for being around your dumb flock

for my kindness, quiet and poison sweet talk

i deserve your world, sour liquor and rum

it's never enough; i am queen, you are scum

4 L U S T

hold me close and tell me lies

i'm beautiful and you'll stay with my for life

lick, kick, tumble, tap

screw me; "SCREW YOU!"call it a wrap

5 P R I D E

stick me with your words

"i like it! it burns!"

destroy me, enjoy me, you can't change facts

you can't kill what i don't even have

6 S L O T H

run yourself ragged across hot broken glass

i laugh and scowl while sitting on my ass

stupid, boring; you do what you're told

let me lie, let me die; writhing in the cold

7 W R A T H

i hate you for the horns, tail and regrets

the pain running through hands, foot, chest

it grows, i shrink, i soak in your mad test

insanity!! profanity!! fuck it all, bullets for breakfast.

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Envy Gluttony Greed Lust Pride Sloth Wrath—You wake up to find that you are the embodiment of one (or all) of the seven deadly sins. What happens? Tag me! @jumotki :)
Written by paintingflowers
seventh heaven
1 E N V Y
stretch my neck and scream at god:
"i'll tear you to shreds before i am gone!"
"jealousy, jealousy, fuck you all!"
"kiss on you, piss on you"- farther I fall.
2 G L U T T O N Y
eat your sins and eat your pride
stuff your feelings, quiet your lies
i deserve the beef, the bourbon, the bait.
donations for me, the starving will wait.
3 G R E E D
owe me for being around your dumb flock
for my kindness, quiet and poison sweet talk
i deserve your world, sour liquor and rum
it's never enough; i am queen, you are scum
4 L U S T
hold me close and tell me lies
i'm beautiful and you'll stay with my for life
lick, kick, tumble, tap
screw me; "SCREW YOU!"call it a wrap
5 P R I D E
stick me with your words
"i like it! it burns!"
destroy me, enjoy me, you can't change facts
you can't kill what i don't even have
6 S L O T H
run yourself ragged across hot broken glass
i laugh and scowl while sitting on my ass
stupid, boring; you do what you're told
let me lie, let me die; writhing in the cold
7 W R A T H
i hate you for the horns, tail and regrets
the pain running through hands, foot, chest
it grows, i shrink, i soak in your mad test
insanity!! profanity!! fuck it all, bullets for breakfast.
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Written by paintingflowers in portal Poetry & Free Verse

3 for we

I.

i am in love

with the feel of our legs

entangled; a spiderweb of dumb limbs.

cold sheets.

hot hands.

the rush and the realness of it all.

II.

i am learning

through your long hair and scratched hands:

i've never felt so bright.

III.

feeling more and more alive

i wonder if i'm dying again inside.

am i losing light?

behind my smile and crinkled eyes

can this be real, or another bandage used to brace my pride?

i need someone to feel me.

you'll do until fear and reality collide

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Written by paintingflowers in portal Poetry & Free Verse
3 for we
I.
i am in love
with the feel of our legs
entangled; a spiderweb of dumb limbs.
cold sheets.
hot hands.
the rush and the realness of it all.


II.
i am learning
through your long hair and scratched hands:
i've never felt so bright.

III.
feeling more and more alive
i wonder if i'm dying again inside.
am i losing light?
behind my smile and crinkled eyes
can this be real, or another bandage used to brace my pride?
i need someone to feel me.
you'll do until fear and reality collide

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"We're all too small to talk to god. Yes, we're all too smart to talk to god." -P!ATD (Behind the Sea)
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suddenly i'm told i need god.

through the smoke and stains on my shirt

and the thoughts i scrawled on paper,

they know i'm too much for

humans to handle.

but i never wanted to talk to god.

i like to make the first move,

but he never seems interested.

maybe he sees through me:

i'm not interested either.

he's another boy i lead along to drop at the foot of my bed.

he doesn't agree with the ways of my world.

and

suddenly i know i need a god

but i don't think he cares.

i am too smart to talk to god.

i am too small to believe i could if i wanted.

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"We're all too small to talk to god. Yes, we're all too smart to talk to god." -P!ATD (Behind the Sea)
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suddenly i'm told i need god.

through the smoke and stains on my shirt
and the thoughts i scrawled on paper,
they know i'm too much for
humans to handle.
but i never wanted to talk to god.
i like to make the first move,
but he never seems interested.
maybe he sees through me:
i'm not interested either.
he's another boy i lead along to drop at the foot of my bed.
he doesn't agree with the ways of my world.

and
suddenly i know i need a god
but i don't think he cares.
i am too smart to talk to god.
i am too small to believe i could if i wanted.
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when we were together

i knew how to want.

i knew how to be wanted.

and now i am more confused than ever.

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when we were together
i knew how to want.
i knew how to be wanted.

and now i am more confused than ever.
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why do you make me a bird with broken wings?

i know what it feels like to fly,

i know how to soar from tree to mountain top,

but you suck the wind from beneath my wings and i fall.

i am:

a lost hope of an eagle

a pesty, childlike crow with a hankering for evil

a full grown bluebird that still can't crack it's shell.

iam impatient as i sink further.

clawing and cawing

at the vines as i fall through,

you watch me with your hawk eyes.

i can see you smile as i glide by.

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why do you make me a bird with broken wings?
i know what it feels like to fly,
i know how to soar from tree to mountain top,
but you suck the wind from beneath my wings and i fall.
i am:
a lost hope of an eagle
a pesty, childlike crow with a hankering for evil
a full grown bluebird that still can't crack it's shell.
iam impatient as i sink further.
clawing and cawing
at the vines as i fall through,

you watch me with your hawk eyes.
i can see you smile as i glide by.
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(i like my apples peeled)

she had the prettiest eyes.

blue. green. golden shimmers in the sun.

so i held her face in one of my hands

and took them out one by one.

her mouth was loud-

the screams and cries hurt my ears.

so i showed her the lovely pain of

hearing through sheers.

she made a mess.

red water everywhere,

and she refused to clean it up

so i made a mop with her hair.

cursing and crying,

she was bitter, cruel and mean

i decided she must have gone rotten

so i cut her heart out clean.

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I'm giving away $500.00 cash to the most unique entry.. Happy Holidays and Good Luck
Written by paintingflowers
(i like my apples peeled)
she had the prettiest eyes.
blue. green. golden shimmers in the sun.
so i held her face in one of my hands
and took them out one by one.
her mouth was loud-
the screams and cries hurt my ears.
so i showed her the lovely pain of
hearing through sheers.
she made a mess.
red water everywhere,
and she refused to clean it up
so i made a mop with her hair.
cursing and crying,
she was bitter, cruel and mean
i decided she must have gone rotten
so i cut her heart out clean.
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Give me, please: a micropoem consisting of 10 words, starting with the word "one," and ending with the word "ten." TAG me as well, if you wish! #onetoten
Written by paintingflowers in portal Micropoetry

jump

one.

jittery.

three.

unquiet.

seven.

mindless.

eight.

paralyzed.

nine.

ten.

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Written by paintingflowers in portal Micropoetry
jump
one.
jittery.
three.
unquiet.
seven.
mindless.
eight.
paralyzed.
nine.

ten.
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super-unknown

some ask what really lies

somewhere between the lines

is the soundscape silent

is it saturn that shines?

could i still touch your lips?

could you hear your name said?

some may have the answers

but we never tell. instead:

we leave you guessing about our home

a place down deep under

the 'super-unknown'

where you can crack and blunder

sometimes i play there

i sit and i stir

question men who live by prayer

console in those who's words slur

we dream of dead clowns

and poison fruit salads

in churches and white towns

we throw pebbles in malice

i'll pretend to care

they'll whine the unfair

and soon enough sirens blare

for the next war we have prepared.

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super-unknown
some ask what really lies
somewhere between the lines
is the soundscape silent
is it saturn that shines?
could i still touch your lips?
could you hear your name said?
some may have the answers
but we never tell. instead:
we leave you guessing about our home
a place down deep under
the 'super-unknown'
where you can crack and blunder
sometimes i play there
i sit and i stir
question men who live by prayer
console in those who's words slur
we dream of dead clowns
and poison fruit salads
in churches and white towns
we throw pebbles in malice
i'll pretend to care
they'll whine the unfair
and soon enough sirens blare
for the next war we have prepared.



#adventure  #poetry  #philosophy 
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Written by paintingflowers in portal Poetry & Free Verse

somber solitude, a sequel to the surreal

on rainy days i can paint pictures on the foggy windows;

cats with arched backs, men with dewy eyes.

i can create a world where they know me,

where i can live and breathe without hiding in lies.

on sunny days everyone calls me names,

medicated titles and medication prone.

their words like hands tight on my throat

in school, at work, at home.

i cannot get release.

he never wanted to give me love, but only touch and kiss and receive.

i spiral down in my blasted plane

spraying smoke and gas we shouldnʼt breathe.

but on foggy days i can remember his face:

he left here a hole, a blunt and a rose.

half broken and still bleeding i carry myself silently;

singing and sobbing dancing on tip toes.

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Written by paintingflowers in portal Poetry & Free Verse
somber solitude, a sequel to the surreal
on rainy days i can paint pictures on the foggy windows;
cats with arched backs, men with dewy eyes.
i can create a world where they know me,
where i can live and breathe without hiding in lies.

on sunny days everyone calls me names,
medicated titles and medication prone.
their words like hands tight on my throat
in school, at work, at home.

i cannot get release.
he never wanted to give me love, but only touch and kiss and receive.
i spiral down in my blasted plane
spraying smoke and gas we shouldnʼt breathe.

but on foggy days i can remember his face:
he left here a hole, a blunt and a rose.
half broken and still bleeding i carry myself silently;
singing and sobbing dancing on tip toes.
#romance  #poetry  #love 
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HELLO FELLOW PROSERS!

Hey everyone! I have been feeling very disconnected from the Prose. Environment lately! Having been here for so long, I havenʼt had the chance to get to know a lot of the newer Prosers. Iʼd love to get to know some of you; comment something about yourself, a fun fact or a greeting, and I'll check out your writing and give you a follow! Thanks guys, canʼt wait to hear from you.

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HELLO FELLOW PROSERS!
Hey everyone! I have been feeling very disconnected from the Prose. Environment lately! Having been here for so long, I havenʼt had the chance to get to know a lot of the newer Prosers. Iʼd love to get to know some of you; comment something about yourself, a fun fact or a greeting, and I'll check out your writing and give you a follow! Thanks guys, canʼt wait to hear from you.
#narrative  #hello  #greetings 
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