Drips Poems - Poems about Drips

writing is my life & breath I live to write poetry and creating is my soul to take my skill away I will weep & die for I must write poetry my pen drips blood if I should die will my words die or will they live on that is a poets dream and one must...

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When night descends, the ink of darkness drips over memories, masks unravel like silk under the touch of the silent wind, the role I wear in the daylight becomes a shadow that dances, in the dark, my script unravels like a dream slipping through fingers. I pretend to be an unyielding rock, shouting this in the face of blinding...

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Under the leaden sky, the rain drips its melancholy in the rhythm of cold tears, On my stained oak coffin, the tattered shirt absorbs the crimson hues, Where the earth churns in the silence of my ears, Worms make their home in the flesh of thighs, devoured by hungry beetles, My spirit floats above this silent nightmare scene, The shattered...

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DRIPS reflex effects...

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In my hand the ink drips, commotional emotions at large , patches has failed. Nails and swords, pierce the hearing ear, fussed drops of lethal dose, push me to the edge, for adrenaline chokes my conscience, lead tracks, perforation of daunted untrampled dark corners of my mind, diffuse me from this dungeons, let the near...

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In the realm of night within my mind, where moonlight drips like wax, I lose myself among old memories, shrouded in mist, dancing at the edge of an abyss, do not come too close to me, for my heart is a labyrinth full of thorns and unfulfilled dreams, see me beyond the illusory happiness, forget my face that promises...

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The rain of shattered dreams drips, like the tears of fallen stars, Each drop is a sigh of my soul, weeping in the depths of nature, In the eternal waltz of the raindrops, weaving with the day’s sadness, A song of shadows, senselessly pouring onto the silent earth. Each drop, a reflection of my unease, in the endless rain, A...

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Moonlight drips upon my parched soul as I taste time I wonder if the dead dance in silky starlight steam October 1st 2023...

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Gazing into the water’s depth, I see not fish or stone, I only have eyes for what is my own My form and face, both grace the smooth pale surface My head swimming with my thoughts and my beliefs, I realize the man in the mirror water is the same as me. I look at him, expecting to be filled...

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Courtesy handy dandy palmar hyperhidrosis impossible mission to defeat except poe wet tickly even courtesy drysol. (Me slippery fingers slither, slip and slide splashing ala Jackson Pollock), sans slap dash experimental, swiftly tailored and harried writing style, yes on par with purging, spewing, venting...unexpurgated, unexpressed, unexplained... words, which this Engelbert Humperdinck singer/songwriter, (whose name inexplicably popped into the mind of this Dadaist) offers "FAKE" apology for any self inflicted, or sadomasochistic flagellated cranial...

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It is so blind, it saw eyes, mouths, bodies, feet imploring it's paint, it's beggars land, stroked by hand. It's can, faceted as one gem, drips only you. The brush peels back, stroke by stroke, layer by layer, new always differed you. Each canvas, some happy, some mad, still it's always you, is to Regina's sun. The brush of lips, still trembles it,...

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When you are down with low mood You can recover if you are shrewd When someone discourages badly No doubt he behaves very rudely In case you accept discouragement Your mind indulges in bad-Government When you now face a severe loss Great anguish let it not cause Losses in life are of course common Never worry about it truly great men Just analyze the loss...

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lush lawn grass glitter with pristine diamond dust --- sunshine sweeps softly 12 March 2022...

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Soma nectar drips, spewing bliss We’re but a receptor Voids within fill, nothing amiss Gifts of The Creator Bliss explosion within Bursts forth upon our skin Go in, hermit, go in Heightened rapture grips Soma nectar drips 09-November-2021 Quietus ...

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Drips of Tears' There I was alone In a dark place far from home Crying... Pleading... Afraid with my heart bleeding... Will you take my hand Dry these tears or leave me alone with the man in the mirror Suddenly I hear in the distance Shadows lurking whispering in the night Errupting my deepest fears as Timid silence lingers about I'm In a room of emptiness filled with...

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