idonthavemyglasses
A poet's poor eyesight
— I write what my soul whispers in deep resonance —
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you look lonely
Power felt through a single drop of water
Neo-dystopian reality is what my eyes see
The pressure to prove myself in this world
A world capable of killing what’s left of you
Never have I felt warmth from anything but a humanoid
Even they can’t fathom the forgotten world of humanity
Everyday is a war of misdemeanor
Who can run the fastest, the farthest
No one knows what or who they’re running from
They hesitate to even try to remember
Just run, letting numb laughter pave the rust away
It’s all just a never-ending utopia of loneliness
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thoughts
Landing ashore humbled my privileged beginnings
Unaware of what’s to come, I find myself lost in empty parks
Kookaburras laughing innocently, oblivious to my worries
Smiles I’m not accustomed to welcomed me with open arms
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Searching for the love of man from the eye that sees all
For the fallen, some metaphorical, to others, quite literal, have such little faith in
A better grasp of something so simple can be daunting, but they need not to dwell on pointless intimidation
All will suffer equally as the omniscient does not discriminate
Present-day peculiarities frighten the fallen
Dreamy and ethereal, never close to mundane
Strong bonds but hollow willpower
Even the memories they cherished to remember were slowly buried
Someday, one will guide them to the path we call humanity
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weak or strong
Helpless lilies dragged by mulish nightfall
This turn of events is but a bad omen
The garments I wear have yet to be stained
Worn with both arms up and so innocent
My feet are still grounded, but oily black tar consumes them
Relentless, disgusting, overwhelmed to fall victim
Black noise and black sclerae
These eyes perceive the true intentions of those around me
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Taking the road back home
With an unknowing sense of doubt
Home is not what it seems to be
Go on, take the wrong turn on purpose
Different angles of the same picture
A part left a mark one would hope to forget
The other left a lasting impression
Make the turn that feels “wrong”
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Breathing from a different angle
Different spaces, some devoid of light
It’s a scary thought to consider
But who isn’t afraid to catch a glimpse of the future
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one marshmallow left
Take your time, breathe
Fallen leaves guided me to sit
I started swinging by the lake
Both hands, I felt stinging
Take your time, sigh, if you will
And so I did
The smell of grass bothered me a little
I jumped into the lake, floated for a while
Nearing was a canoe and I didn’t care much
Until I knocked on wood
The man on the canoe helped me up
“Take it easy.. “
With a slightly fresh towel over me, this situation felt stupid
He handed me a not so hot cocoa
There were 3 marshmallows, I unknowingly swallowed 2
“I’m sorry it’s not perfect, but I hope it’s good.”
It wasn’t perfect at all, but it was the best I’ve ever had
“Take your time, breathe.”
And so I did
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Surprise me
Isn’t it best to follow each other’s footsteps?
Wouldn’t it be easier to catch up?
I’m unsure of what’s beyond me
I’ve never tried getting past their silhouette
Behind my family, I weep
Until hundreds, thousands of petals peek
Yellow hues telling me to lighten up
Wildering enough, I thought I’d ignore them forever
Until I met you
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Loss
Crooked smiles are looming over me
As I contemplate, she whispers beautiful words
I can’t see what she sees
All I ever perceive around me is haze
She laughs with a hint of grief, it was genuine though
I look at her and I reply back with a smile, even for a little
But I can’t seem to stop it from trembling
‘We’ll get over this..’
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Company
“Sing me to sleep”, I troubled him
His lyrics sanded my eyes close
Not because I was uninterested
Nor was it monotonous
As he continued,
I heard melodic guitar strings
It was getting chilly but I stayed warm
Only then I knew how calming the rain can be
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I was incapable of letting the bird fly
How foolish of me to think I could join the flock
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In a sea of cornfields
Brimming sunlight passes by
Driving home’s far from the bucket list
Night falls, stars asleep
Droplets meet the tears I held back
I thought I could hold them back
Amidst the cornfields
Subliminal sighs of relief
I was never going home anyway
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A poet's poor eyesight
by Yours Truly
I write a couple of poems and sometimes maybe prose here and there..but there's always one thing bothering me..
..my eyesight sucks
Anyway, welcome to my own slice of life!
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how are you?
Mistakes made by the dormant soul
Stirred up until tears lurked
But not a drop reached the unfriendly concrete
The stares kept it hinged
Until a faint light asked how it was
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My scarf flew right off my palms
I tried to chase it down but the cold caught me off guard
The midnight sun hid behind a darker shadow
My scarf already flew up the redwood
It was too important to lose
I felt the need to climb, I just wanted it back
But just looking all the way up is dizzying
I passed out
I awoke to the sound of fluttering
On my right was a snowy owl
Its eyes scared me yet I felt calm
My scarf fell from above, onto my lap
The owl looked at me and I sensed it smiling
It guided me through the forest
I left my scarf underneath the redwood
No one would be scared of the cold then
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a seagull by the sea
scream through my thoughts, little seagull
i once had this idea thinking it was noise
you got closer to sea foam, tracks of pebbles were your wisdom
now all I feel is the wind leading me up high
i thought you were gone until you flew past by the clouds
looking down, I hoped
little seagull, I hoped that you would stay by my side far longer
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