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Every Day Poems

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2023-05-12 03:38:10 I love the brightness of the city night,
It sets the bustle of city life in sight.
The neon lights dazzling with blood,
And the sirens and chatter getting cold.

With each leap, the streets come alive,
The city's heartbeat pulsates and thrives.
The rhythm of the night never fades,
The city seldom slumbers in its shades.

The air is alive with electric energy,
And every breath is filled with synergy.
A charm that only darkness can ever own,
A world unlike any other ever known.

They soak in these city nights,
They suck in the sounds with delight.
It's in this place where they truly come alive,
In the city nights, they feel more than live.


—City nights

#rtm #tl
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2023-05-12 01:30:56 You claim to be that person.
That time conscious dude who is not spontaneous.
So you hate it when the rain pours on you without getting cloudy.
But you wait for the eleventh hour of your exams before getting ready.
Hey, a quick question, aren't you a hypocrite?

You wallow in that shadow of yours,
and negatively opinionate on he who dares brings his demons in the light.
You despise advice from your family's old,
But same words in an idol's song you call "gold".
Think about it, aren't you a hypocrite?

Or maybe you're human.
That's why your heart boils when someone reaches where you want to be.
That's why you roll yourself in carpets of pride like a pig in blankets.
So you can make your life a mystery to people whom you'd also want to look in your closets.
And then you ask yourself if you're human or a hypocrite?

#humanity
#poetry
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2023-05-11 23:23:55 You can feel everything so very
deeply like the depths of
the ocean but can't express
even a drop of it is more of a curse
than a blessing.

#denial

~ Darkpit
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2023-05-11 21:16:54 Often love lurks in hate.

#love
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2023-05-11 18:04:02 "Hey, hey, where do you think you're going?

I thought we agreed,

That you won't run away anymore. That you will be an obedient child.

You've seen where you always end up fleeing.

Back in my grasp, I mean.

You know what it means to leave my claws aching for a taste of your neck, don't you?

We both know you don't want to choose that. Even though you can, you know you won't like the consequences.

So come on, turn around, come back.

Yes, that's right, good girl,

Such a good girl.

You purchased your pain,

You're going to take it,

Your personal hell you feverishly paid for.

Now, don't keep my crowds waiting.

Show them the fun they paid to watch,

And roar for them,

And for me."


#random
#SammyScribble
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2023-05-11 16:13:33 I renounce my love for the moon. The moon is the object of so many people's admiration and a muse for so many poets yet I'm convinced that I've uncovered her for who she is.

She reminds me of you. Yes, the moon reminds me of you. Just like that one quote goes, "part of yourself hidden like the dark side of the moon", there are many days when I can't see you whole, many days when I can't see you at all and it's only when I'm at the edge of despair that you grace my life with your full eminence then it's back to your favourite game of hide and seek, back to the lunar cycle.

I believe what you consider a story worth telling is one where they battle each other yet make it back together every single time. I believe that what you call beauty is the lengthy absence of the showman and his spectacular entrance. What about the heart's yearning every single night for the reveal of the pale light of the moon and being rewarded with dark clouds instead and only on the best days be graced with a crumb of appearance, wrongly exalted by a beautiful name as 'crescent'. What about the bitter sweet smile at the sight of a full moon after weeks of longing, the quiet wondering, "Is this how the rest of my life would be?"
That's not beauty, that's not love, that's the nature embodiment of a vicious cycle.

I don't want to imagine the side of you that you keep in secrecy, I don't want to rack my brain trying to figure it out. I want to wake up and know for sure that you're with me with the same intensity as steadfast as the sun rising at her designated time. I want what the earth and the sun have.
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2023-05-11 14:06:32 The drops of rain,
you try to collect
are the tears I shed
as an eulogy
to our deceased love.
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2023-05-11 11:59:31 The beauty of silence,

In the stillness of the night,
I sit alone in quiet delight,
No words to speak, no sounds to hear,
Just the beauty of silence, oh so clear.

The world around me fades away,
As I bask in the peace of the day,
No worries, no fears, no stress to bear,
Just the beauty of silence, everywhere.

The rustling leaves, the chirping birds,
The gentle breeze, the distant herds,
All blend in perfect harmony,
Creating a symphony of tranquillity.

I close my eyes and breathe deeply,
Feeling my soul awakens from its sleep,
I smile and know that at this moment,
I have found the beauty of silence, so potent.

For in the stillness, I find my peace,
And all the worries of life, cease,
I know that at this moment, I am free,
To enjoy the beauty of silence, endlessly.

-Caffeine-
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2023-05-11 09:52:30 I don't plan on lending my lantern to anyone or illuminating anyone. Because to be honest, I am still in the dark. I will center my world first, put other people's sighs out of my ears, and accept only what is necessary. I have to be able to care for myself first.

If you're on a street somewhere with green trees and white flowers and you see me staring with blank eyes, then don't even try to say hello. Just let me stand there or if you do care, then wait for me to come back. Yes, my soul will certainly return.

- JJ. Fidela Asa
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2023-05-11 07:45:30 Hour of Estrangment

The stars are calling me,
It's time to go back into the night.
The moon will take you back
For it's the hour of estrangment.
The spring is going back,
The flowers will wither soon,
The birds will migrate afar.
It's the hour of estrangment.
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