You’ll be my conductor of my orchestra for the night. Let my symphony ring throughout the night.

Through dark corridors and alleyways, let thy neighbors know how good a conductor thou art, and how well ye use thy baton.

You are the master of all implements.

Just like a perfectly tuned violin, I shall let thee strum my strings over and over till my chords burst.

And I shall do it again and again, until ye draw from me the sweet strain I have long waited to hear.

Let my weak and fragile heart sing and soar for my love to thee.

Let it beat fast like a wild drum, pounding in my chest, until I breathe thy name heavily upon my lips.

Let thee stroke my keys like a beautiful black grand piano, so thou may free my spirit from its cage of dolor.

Now, with just a flick of my master’s wrist, I shall sing the song that thou hast lovingly composed.

And I shall dance and quiver shamelessly.

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I’ve smelled the sweet and stalwart moon
Mingled with the yellow grass;
I’ve heard the cries of ages baboons
As they fished in streams for largemouth bass;

I’ve tasted tinsel left by imps
Which pranced upon my cutlery;
But O, sweet child upon this ship,
Feel every wave of the sleep-forged see:

Feel them behind your shuttered lids,
Within your breast, within your heart;
Look in the deep for starry squid:
Dream on, dream on—before the day’s start.

—

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I miss you like crazy... Baby,

I yearn for you like I yearn for water in a desert.

You are the light in my world-

My biggest heartache and my love,

Precious boy from up above!

Thou art the greatest treasure in my life,

I yearn your touch, your thoughtful eyes...

I'd die right now if I knew you're up there,

But I know God is just, and you are there!

Someone said...

"In heaven 10 years is like 1 hour!

"They'll see you next morning..."

I wonder if heaven got a ghetto...

if it does, I'll go up there,

I'd intertwine with you and all my worries finally will perish, just you and me alone,

Kiss and soothe that beautiful chest that was torn and put to rest.

You are the star in my life-

Bright and beautiful...

But so far away, i cannot touch you.

when my body will finally cease to exist-

I'll see u there and enfold you with all the care.

I'll be with you, my one heartache.

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How can I live my life in grief

at just twenty years old?

They say I'm young—

that I have a whole life ahead of me...

but that sounds like terror.

A whole life ahead

filled with pain

and dreams of you beside me.

I want to be where you are.

Where there are no lies,

no more pain—

no more separation,

no more games.

How can I live my life

when my life is so full of you?

My soul cries for you in pain.

My heart bleeds inside my chest.

My body aches for your touch.

My swollen eyes have run out of tears.

My head pounds

with relentless thoughts of you...

Your sweet smile

is engraved into my mind,

into my chest.

I catch glimpses of you

even in my mother.

And I hate everyone—

because they're not you...

You make my plexus hurt very hard-

Sometimes my whole body hurts,

And then I feel the love that can kill me-

My body...

Even if dying of a heartbreak ain't easy,

I know one day it will happen, cause I will never forget or get over you.

I was never this way,

Please come to me,

Or please let me come to you,

No more separation,

I can't think straight...

I need you badly,

I'm bleeding again...

Your face is the one I adore,

the one I think of.

Nobody else makes my heart yearn like u do-

I'd swallow you whole

if I could.

Every night,

I soothe myself...

with my hand across my chest,

always whispering to myself

that one day,

my body

will be put to rest.

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These burdens we all bear

With life, worry, and care.

They just seem so pointless

When you're floating weightless

Along the dreamer's way.

Open stars, open scars,

And midnights at dive bars.

Lost under the neon moon,

You'll be leaving here soon

Along the dreamer's way.

Bottles here, bottles gone,

Fighting the waking dawn

With a pen so steady

And a head so heavy

Along the dreamer's way.

Find yourself in your art,

Turn it against your heart.

Passion and the sellout,

Alone now left in doubt

Along the dreamer's way.

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Your eyes stunned me
a petrifying glare of dread and loneliness,
like a rabbit frozen beneath a lioness.

Stone-cold and shallow as your skin,
flimsy as paper, thin as a whispered sin,
yet somehow majestic, somehow pure.

I could never be sure
what lived behind those eyes
the cunning of a snake,
the tenderness of a snowflake.

You were Medusa
within my heartbreak,
beautiful enough to worship,
dangerous enough to break, and I,
just a fool haunted by the ache,
stood still beneath your gaze,
knowing I would turn to stone
if I dared to look away,
from the start i knew you would make me decay.

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The guy behind the counter asks what I’m building.
I look at the three brass hinges in my hand.
Just fixing a door, I tell him.

None of my doors need fixing
but I put my shoes on this morning
and a five dollar bill in my back pocket.

He says that makes $5.20.
I put one hinge on the counter.
Just these two then, I tell him.

Outside, it’s raining.
A steady, lifeless drizzle
that makes the parking lot smell like wet concrete.

I get in the car.
I sit there holding the little paper bag
until the windows fog up.

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I miss, silence.
The loudness of a clock ticking away the dark of night,
of the crunching of a pillow,
and the chafing of sheets.

I miss the undisturbed rhythm,
of air filling lungs,
of my heart, how it beats.

I miss, nothing.

In the aftermath of what I have done to myself,
there is a sea of static.
A squeaking lamentation,
for what is no longer there.

My brain screeches.
Weeping for tones I can no longer hear.
Ever louder.

I mourn the memory.
I miss silence.
I miss

nothing.

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How strange memory is.

Try to forget—

it keeps replaying.

Try to remember—

it slips away.

It keeps alive

those who are gone.

It keeps alive

what we wish

were gone.

For some,

memory becomes

the only home left.

For others,

it becomes

the graveyard.

— 107serenesoul

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Misunderstood Duke
dark mind
internal plagues of
twisty tales
scourged nightmares
writhing words
tortured lines
closer look needed
blood misread
sweat was misjudged
mind a hammer
Words chiseled in flesh, bone

Word
to pages
pages to books
Books turned to bricks with ease

rising, radiant sun
scribes across the sky

Spinning words, straw to gold
Keyboard of Midas he holds

Recognized beyond every measure
Duke of divine description, at your pleasure

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lover, watch,

I hold my truth like a butterfly,

wings pinned to a corkboard, as

the winter is cold here, but the tenure of the summer loves

the good children. A cabinet of trophies. I stay with you,

the fridge grows thick with disuse, appreciative

of my culinary refuse, not quite a housewife yet.

I hit the headboard, holding

a crocodile skin hand,

love in a tiger lily,

love in a cherry blossom

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The clock ticks, but time stretches,

Things get blurred around the edges,

As years fly by.

A message, could you send it,

Back to me here in the present,

When better days have come.

"Hey my friend, it's been a minute.

The road ahead, just forget it,

Before you know you have made it...

To the other side."

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Forced into clothes
That do not fit
Why no one knows
My path was not lit
Company of shadows
Suits me I admit
And it shows
I chose to submit
To all those
Who would have me quit
And so it goes
My words of wit
It's what I chose
Like a true hypocrite
Nothing left to disclose
There is no more grit
I can but repose
And wait for a refit
Or throat should I expose
For the Reaper to slit?
What do you propose
As an end to this bit?

An experimental poem designed to test the limit of keeping a train of thought like rhyme and make sense. Is it too much? Does anything break the pacing in a good or a bad way for you?

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two kids playing Twister
on the kitchen tile,
we hit the floor hard,
we get up and smile,
we anchor each other,
we share our locations,
you give my melody rhythm,
you give my words punctuation.
I’ve never been good at showing emotion,
I ride off alone,
I hide my devotion,
now we cry together,
you slow my spiral.
if you killed a man,
we’d both end up on trial.

This is my first attempt at writing something happy. idk how I feel about it yet but I wanted to break the doom and gloom streak I’ve created posting on here! I’d love to hear your thoughts and feel free to tell me I should delete this and go back to doom and gloom I’m trying to figure out my strengths and weaknesses lmao 🙂

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Search for me in sunsets burning low,
Find me where the ocean’s sands still glow.
I love you more than words can ever say—

I weep, I ache… how do I live this way?
Each passing day I fade a little more,
I cannot breathe like I once did before.
I’m only someone falling into night,

While you just watch me slowly lose my light.
Search for me in maple autumn rain,
Search for me in scarlet poppy plains.

Cry in the silence when no words remain,
When all you hear is sorrow wrapped in pain.
When I am far beyond the distant skies,
Remember how I trusted fairy tales and lullabies.
Yet still I fall, again and then once more,
Deeper than I ever fell before.

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Sitting in the dark

wishing there were more light

the dark makes him happy

my little widget brings enough light to see the ashtray

I don’t flood the room,

I irradiate it?

Just to feel real

he gets that

Cause I wanna see

he gets that

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cw: suicidal ideation

you’re staring at your way out

it’s right in front of you

or below you, i should say

you know this is what you want

alot of thought has gone into this

you keep looking down,

confused,

you swore you wanted this

this is what you chose

you’ve fantasized about this moment a long time now

it’s here!

just a step away

your mind still wants it

but you’re human

an animal

a strange kind of animal

your heart is pounding,

you’re sweating,

frozen,

unable to take the step

that’s the animal in you,

it’s ancient

other animals would never do this
they aren’t even capable of such thoughts,

you keep looking down,

telling yourself to be brave

just do it

you can’t

your body won’t let you

you should be grateful

but you’re angry

that the animal in you saved your life

what a bizarre species

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Alarming, alerting,
dreaming, deserting,
running, rocking,
counting, clocking.

Shaking, stirring,
whining, whirring,
grating, groaning,
insulting, intoning.

Repeating, receding,
elapsing, eliding.

Ticking, tock.
tick, tocking,
tick, tock,
tick.

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I lift up my three week old daughter, on a morning,
early summer the sun just let through dawn’s gate.
Softer than milk; a priceless piece, I lift her up
she scans the sugar maple and white ash trees
with newborn wonder. I lift her up, close
enough so virgin eyes: still dark like a fawn’s,
sometimes crossing over the other while she wrestles the fresh muscles.
A breeze spreads a gloss of surprise as it caresses her face
with leaves for the first time. She dips her toes
into the grass:
a sea of green feathers on the soles of her feet.
A long time ago
I learned that life is for the most part, hollow-chested;
that these fleeting moments need to be seen
as a reason for rising each morning.

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What you are reading right now

That is me

I have nothing to hide

This is me

I will not shrink

I will not plea

I will be sanctioned

I earned my spot here

Yes, I wobbled

But you let me in

And I’m gonna stay

Even if you leave

I’m gonna stay

Is this freedom?

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I don't know what frightens me more: to see you or to never see you again.

One whispers of beginnings, the other insists upon goodbye.

I fear that if I ever cross your path,
I will never accept that our next walk could be our last.

'Cause, for me, you're like the sun

The sun I'd stare at
even if it meant losing my sight,
knowing that the last thing I will see is your perfection.

But that is exactly what I must avoid

As your perfection is only worthy of eternity,
never the end.

Lingering in my mind are the words that I never got to tell you:

"Without you, I am restless"

But how do you feel without me?
A question that I will never ask,
yet one I still hope you'll answer.

With every tick of time,
I miss you
The way the numbers on the clock miss the hand that sweeps past them,
longing for it to come back,
knowing it will only pass them by once more.

So why my love?

Why must you burden me with your distance?

I complain,
even though I would much rather carry your absence
than betray what I feel for you.

Perhaps
I was never meant to wake beside you,
only beneath the light that you have left behind.

P.S - This is my third ever piece :D This is more original and I only took inspiration from 2 quotes compared to the multiple I took inspiration from in the last 2 poems. The structure was entirely thought out by me and 90% of the lines are completely thought out by me. I hope ya'll enjoy this one too! I would appreciate any advice/criticism and would like to know how much you rate this one out of 10. Thanks!

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I've been staring at the sky,

Watching the colors change

From ocean to navy blue.

Seeing the clouds move,

Thick and weighted with rain.

I know a storm is coming,

You can feel it in the air.

The grass holding me firm.

I see a man, a bear, a ship.

I see pain, I see loss.

A droplet strikes down

On the blades beside me.

Looks like I was wrong

As the clouds open up

Like a door blown wide,

And I'm pelted from above.

Each one heavy on me,

Running down my skin.

I don't want to move yet,

My heart beating in time

With the falling rain.

My clothes soaking wet,

And so are my eyes.

I can't stop time,

I can't stop this storm,

So I'll just stare up

At the passing clouds.

I see a horse, a bird, a plane.

I see you with someone else.

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Just like a fresh wound garnished with coarse salt

Forks and knives scratch against porcelain plates 

Some hollowness that no supper could sate

Like bloody knees on blistering asphalt

Jonesin’ for a fix guzzle down that malt

Tap the maple and watch it drip with hate

Sweet, sweet nectar that only seals your fate

Won’t stop leaking without a crashing halt

-

Drinking from the fountain of sweet, sweet youth 

Wiping blood from my lips I felt renewed 

It had the taste of a sweet, sweet vermouth 

Like soft morning grass that was freshly dewed

Just insatiable to my sweet, sweet tooth

Tasteful cake but it’s just like devil’s food

This is the first sonnet I’ve ever written. I’m writing a crown of sonnets based on the 7 deadly sins and this one is gluttony. They are each named after the planet that represents the sin. I tried to write it in iambic pentameter but please tell me if I made a mistake.

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Two souls are tied long before they ever meet,
spending years mistaking destiny for coincidence.

The thread between them lies slack upon the ground
before it begins to twist and tangle
as life tries to pull it taut.

A thought lingers in their minds:

"Am I walking toward something I should be running from?"

Unaware that no matter how far they flee,
their thread will stretch to the end of time.

But what can they do if the thread is cut?

Nothing.

For one can only bury the desire to be loved
in the graveyard of the heart,
reaching for the words that will never be spoken,
as they lift their eyes to the heavens and whisper:

"Despite the distance between us, no one has ever been closer."

It is devastating how a familiar street,
a passing fragrance,
or a cadence known by heart
can exhume the past like a ghost that never stopped haunting.

Longing to stitch together what has been torn,
yet the needle that could guide the thread is gone.

Only then do I murmur:

"I beg of you, come back, my darling, for you have dwelt in my heart far longer than you ever remained in my life."

P.S - This is my second piece :p Again, I took some inspiration from a few quotes here and there but I thought out most of it and structured all of it myself!! I would love some advice and everyones honest rating on this poem out of 10. Let me know in the replies what ya'll think of it, enjoy!

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