Deterioration Poems - Poems about Deterioration

My mind racing behind a cloud of smoke. The systematic deterioration of my life's work. yet most of the time I sit smiling, open minded to the possibility's, and to the actions that require an opposite and equal reaction to the options that lay dormant . Nothing came to mind. Rather id...

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a carcass is moving out from the white of the eye it is so all-consuming dots form in lines on the absentee spine dry undefined lumps are soft and infusing the bruises and rind and the opal contusions they fire with pus and with derelict mucus that rises in shape as if living and human adorned in...

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The phenomenon, as it manifests itself over the course of a journey. It turned me into an Orion in the form of rudimentary When life’s trying to surpass me, I suffice against suffrage and then I see I strive for change, living in the Trans Lunar. My body is here on Earth, but my mind is elsewhere. Vigorous belief...

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Outside my closed window pass the young men, black hair and bronzed bodies, Once I held such a man close to me-felt his strength and saw his beauty. Inside my old mirror the one we gazed into to admire our reflections once, Now the mirror reflects back lies and I never wipe the dust that settles on it. Shall...

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This old body's not state of the art Served me well but now's falling apart Like Reese's Peeces In bits and pieces Only thing working well's the kickstart AP: 1st place 2021 Posted on March 5, 2019...

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"Deterioration" Abandoned is this cold, dark house, The only life a half dead mouse. The hum of the flies behind the walls, And on the floor broken, staring dolls. The wallpaper peels, and rots, Away from loving pictures of parents and tots. A bed is flipped, And the curtains ripped. Rays of light shine through, And fall on the spot I shared with you. All the...

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Here lies the dilapidated body of a phoenix With its fiery blood flowing like lava Its eyes of amber set in anger Screeching out for beautiful metamorphosis That will come with pending resurrection ...

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What do you need? Loneliness Behind your heart’s curtain Standing defiant Kneeling slowly Flowers of hope We have sowed in flesh Withering Under narcissistic necessity In An atmosphere Made for self protection Clouds consisting of consciousness Evaporating Lost like empathy Apocalyptic accusations Fingers of fate pointed Producing Stressful souls Sharp words Rip and tear All meaning That lives When your eyes open Let me burrow To secrets Held so close Gasping for your breath And dying for your life Let me...

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