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Decomposing Poems - Poems about Decomposing


The Hours of Poetry Both 2u and I Have Spent Decomposing
Though for hour's i as myself And probably you as i Have spent nay been transfixed Ever pondering and decomposing the poetic verse Starring hazy glazed into an unfulfilled keyboard dimly lit computer screen I just can't find the thoughts i wish my mind's to find or remitt Likewise transmit the emotions i am aspiring to committ to or admit to As everytime a word...

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Categories: decomposing, inspiration,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Decomposing Poetry
I am As I gaze up towards the universe I am As a fading star lingering in the night I am Lost inside the twilight's whispered dreams I am Reality inside tomorrows twisted illusions I am Without purpose I am Nothing, nothing at all I am One with not even a reason to die I am The one who sold his insanity I am Alone and so very afraid Eating the dirt...

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Categories: decomposing, angel, art, death, destiny,
Form: Couplet



Premium Member Decomposing Love
Can you truly love a rock, you've never directly seen or touched, or some other relatively inanimate object, like a steel wall, or ego-centrism? If so, then how is your "love" different from a whimsical "appreciate you"? If not, then what is different between your "love" and your "co-passions"? Compassion, passion with and toward, but not passionate energy returned from Other necessarily, or, Yes! Necessarily!? How do you...

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Categories: decomposing, anger, destiny, fear, love,
Form: Parallelismus Membrorum
Beauty Decomposing
Beauty decomposing, Like Mozart unraveling; A symphony from his grave, She no longer would behave; Slowly she rotted, Her I's no longer dotted; No more makeup, Hair tied in a knot was her dressed up; She stunk like a corpse, Driven to the end of her ropes; Because not even an overdose, Would make her come alive a dead rose; She'd been mistreated, Her will to survive depleted; She...

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Categories: decomposing, dark, death,
Form: Free verse
Decomposing Breath
You held my hand at the final goodbye, No words of love could keep her scythe away, My soul had gone before that fateful sigh, To wait for you upon another day. And as they laid me down to rest awhile, I stood beside and touched your empty hand, I thought I saw your lips begin to smile As if your soul...

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Categories: decomposing, death, love, love,
Form: Sonnet




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