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motheyesofnight · 25 days

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(from "My Longest Fear")

There were petals on the road

There were fallen leaves also

Stepping on them

I kept walking

Sometimes in the rain

Sometimes in the snow

I kept walking

One day

I turned around

There was nothing

I might keep walking

Again, turned my head around

And everything was a muddy mess

My longest fear is

The brightest light for me

The deepest darkness in me

So I walked again

But couldn't move on

#poetry #muddy mess #fear #brightest light #deepest darkness #moving on

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motheyesofnight · 2 months

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(from "my secret place")

in my most secret place

there's an ugly secret hidden so my eyes

had always glistened, but now the whole earth

collapsed, the atmosphere frozen,

bodies that unsightly entangled rolling

over the frozen wasteland, and my eyes

no more glisten and my ugly secret

is no longer a secret and my most

secret place lost its meaning.

#poetry #secret #secret place #ugly secret #wasteland #frozen

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motheyesofnight · 4 months

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(from "the breathing")

shadows waving in layers

beneath the blue lights

were blackened

and the silence

with a deafening symphony

was frozen

only the breathing

breaks the ice of silence

like a cry of a bird

glimmering deeply and unstably

in this huge world

I am left alone

I am left alone.

the cold silence

the desolate darkness

the breathing piercing the air

in that suffocating swell

I am left alone

I am left alone.

sinking is

not a bad thing

#poetry #breathing #silence #alone #sinking

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motheyesofnight · 6 months

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(from "The Attack of the Spiders")

feathery, so painful time

and the neglected death, they mixed

their bodies up with full of excite-

ment and plug the cavity

now what we have left

are the spider traps shining beautif-

ully and the ever-festering toes;

and then the empty scales trapped in the repeat signs

#poetry #spiders web #spiders #attack #past #future #repeat sign

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motheyesofnight · 10 months

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(from "normal people")

who don't know how to close eyes

and to play dumb in front of injustice,

who don't talk about greed, but justice,

who disclose the unreasonable matters

that have no bearing on their own comfort,

who are not useful to themselves, above all,

who recoginize the slightest hint of their stupidity,

they never forgive those at all.

#poetry #normal people #injustice #justice #unreasonable #stupidity

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motheyesofnight · 11 months

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(from "Social Animals")

What's the most depressing is

To hear hopeful words

From their feigned concern;

If they don't see with their own eyes

They never believe or even

Imagine something in you

And if you hurry to dance

To their tune to shut their mouths

They eventually fail to contain

Their sincerity, just burst into a laugh.

#poetry #social #social animal #hopeful words #sincerity #the catcher in the rye #j. d. salinger

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motheyesofnight · 11 months

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(from "the flaming stillness")

time flows like water

mother died one day

nights go deeper and deeper

when night comes, every past

and future death comes

along with darkness

and silence

no longer human 'cause

couldn't save the cat while

drifting under the scorching sun

though a boat trapped in hell of stillness

isn't allowed to have a heart,

being soaked in the sea of oblivion

caused committing an indelible sin

tears of the unqualified

are just like

sounds

everything

is just

like cavity

and regret

#poetry #flaming #stillness #regret #tears #fool #embarrassment #drunk #cat #human being #deaths #darkness #silence #mother #night

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motheyesofnight · 11 months

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(from 'a wilderness')

in the middle of the world's darkest and most solitary wilderness,

I am just standing still alone.

I cannot sink down.

I have to keep looking

for the light, which is invisible.

as the frigid wind blows,

I tore all the clothes

I was wearing to shreds.

I couldn't get over it without shivering

and feeling the cold more

and more severely.

#wilderness #poetry #grateful #solitary #darkest #despair #alienation

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motheyesofnight · 11 months

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(from "An Intruder")

but it is the process that leads the direction of the result

the choice of words cannot tell everything and the delusion

that you're holding something in your hands makes you most vulgar.

#poetry #poem #intruder #revolution #scribbles #vulgar #delusion #process and result #justice and rights

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motheyesofnight · 11 months

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(from "An Artist")

An artist is not who's beautiful.

An artist is who makes a mess.

I have a poor mind and always struggled with grasping causality.

Instead of writing, made a mess.

Instead of an artist, became a pathetic fool.

#poetry #artist #artwork #writing #pathetic fool #causality #poor mind #the past #humans are sad beings

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motheyesofnight · 1 year

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(from "The Last Poetry")

The scene was literally being exploded with rage

and the darkness was so murky as to make an ominous color.

Eventually, she pushed the opponent away

and as the door closed, she laid back in bed

and took an unsightly posture.

She seemed to be trying to sleep.

The artificial rays disappeared along with the opponent,

but the murky colored darkness remained in the place.

#poetry #rage #sunset #darkness #vague light #ominous color #unsightly posture

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motheyesofnight · 1 year

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(from "One Late Spring Afternoon")

A smell of grilled fish

A scent of approaching summer mixed with dirt

A tiny fly hanging on the inside of a screen door

An empty screen door, a little later when I look back at

Silly lyrics of a popular song

A flow of lethargy instead of vitality

One late spring afternoon that makes everything feel meaningful

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motheyesofnight · 1 year

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(from "Velleity")

Maybe you're right,

I would have to liberate myself from them.

A mere velleity, a little hope, that suffice for me,

but among you, with you, I also might have to make something of my life.

#poetry #velleity #valuable #void #life #little hope

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motheyesofnight · 1 year

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(from "Into the Darkness")

Two cups of different sizes

are filled with different drinks,

the more you want to hide your heart,

the more ferociously it jumps out.

With no color, no odor, no taste, it makes

the most fatal poison. And it doesn't disappear.

It just plays in the most discreet way.

It never disappears but becomes even more evil.

#poetry #darkness #poison #naturalness #fish

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motheyesofnight · 1 year

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(from "Ignorance of a Butterfly")

And ignorance has the mouth that never gets tired nor rests.

Only ignorance is busy with its mouth.

Ah,

my ignorance do pick on me, do ridicule me.

#poetry #ignorance #butterfly #bliss #unknown flower

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motheyesofnight · 1 year

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(from "on the settled life") sitting against a little light in the dark struck across a flash of strange feeling with a sinking heart, I turned my face and there, behind the empty space, remained only the familiar scenery if a stranger was standing there, the sin of unnaturalness would run rampant through the body weakness, ignorance, cowardly hope, cowardly belief, unlike all of those that stays in only slight desires, the sin of unnaturalness would run rampant

#poetry #settled life #little light #unnaturalness #weakness #ignorance #familiar scenery

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motheyesofnight · 1 year

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(from "The Faithful Heart") Couldn't get closer to anything with staying still, so I got scared when I saw a bad poetry. At the heads of fools, gonna gather bones of peaches and throw'em, and then giggle and laugh for you sons of bitches.

#poetry #faithful heart #madness #peach #hypocrite #conviction #dignity #black cave

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