Longheld sorrows went up in smoke
After every word you wrote or spoke.
The pome was sweet
Never wanted to quit
Might've thought so
But never acted on it
Had a million seeds within
Each akin to some thought
Some were in the plates of others
Some were left inside to rot
Pome wanted to recite and sow
From poems to seeds it had
Had no column not a row
To write and hence the skin got bad
Pome was sweet red
Seeds were stiff white
Some had the juicy coverings
Some rotted and lost their might
It was sure just red pome
Not the granite deep in the crust
Pome might look stiff outside
It's nowhere near the rocky rust
It tended to become like granite
Pome tried, pome failed
It mended itself day and night
And finally it realized
The rotten seeds are futile
Not every seed should go in plates
Not every pome gets an eater
And it's okay to not to elucidate
Pome is now different
Tend not to worry about rotten seeds
Pome accepts the partial sweetness
It now trim or just pass by weeds
Am I slow?
I've asked for quite a while
Everything I do
Always seems peculiar
A minor fault in the way I'm perceived
I felt left out
My words
My thoughts
My expressions
They were different from others
I thought hard and well
Though not quite like the rest
Processing seemed hard for me
A slow dismantling of how I was taught to think
Like i needed time
I felt I was ok
The environment didn't think so
I got quiet and awkward
Loud and talkative
Not quite like the others
Like I was always the opposite
Stares from all angles
Emotions I couldn't understand at that age
In my way of life
My writing
My advice
It was twisted
No one seemed to understand
Only the villains in pages
I lived in reverse
I wanted friends
But we didn't have the same ideals
I was approached
I seemed different they said
Not like them quite enough but funny to be around
Like a comic relief
I want to change
Or maybe find the right people
CHANGING EXPRESSIONS
simple
sublimated
dilemmas
in
essence
reflective
introverted
emitted
&
misunderstood
heightened
passion
attract
contradictions
underline
mutal
helplessness
bewildered
tendencies
to
remain
reserved
&unfulfilled
feelings
of
belongingy
FACIAL EXPRESSIONS
averting
gaze
rendering
lively
sensations
restlessly
embarking
wandering
in
dramatic
visual
figments
seemingly
transparent
retrospective
augment
energy
to
scrutinise
but
barely
register
isolated
vigour
You can't read a mind, but you can read a face
Just watch over time to see emotions that race
Expressions revealing rejection or jeers.
Enough to chill anyone, confirm paranoid fears.
There's the expression "We will crush you"
And "You just don't get it, but we hate you."
A face that can't hide a nasty plan
What can I do? I'm just one man.
There's the face that says I'm a cloying fool
Then there's tones I never heard in school
There's the tone of dripping contempt
How do I deflect that, even make an attempt?
There's the face rehearsing how he'll beat me to a pulp
I look at it and let out a nervous gulp.
Skeptics say I expect to see, then I fill in
But if half is true, my future is grim.
The are the words too, that sometimes come along
But the interesting aspect is the rest of the song
Maybe it's the brain controlling muscles, controlling eyes
That makes the inner feeling break through the disguise.
This preceded talking, in our evolutionary past
Another way of knowing, that some dismiss too fast.
You can know much about a man, just by the way he laughs
Know with who to hunt the wildebeest, with who to forge your path.
LIGHT EXPRESSIONS
doubtful
obstacles
as
confidence
experienced
of
idyllic
recurrent
memories
&
sturdy
traditions
tranquil
peaceful
&indefinable
EXPRESSIONS OF AFFINITY
existing
authenticated
equality
distinct
echos
enrolled
purified
dignified
phenomena
of
sublimity
gentle
libertarian
picturesque
rhythmic
exemplified
interpreted
alternations
of
couched
crystallisations
EXPRESSIONS OF THE ELEGIAC
decisive
instinctive
espousals
in
simultaneous
interplay
fragment
counter-
-vailing
the
mysterious
influences
energising
attitudes
to
identify
&
interpret
aspiring
structured
synthetic
interplay
of
aesthetic
speculation
in
a
multiplicity
contradictory
continiums
resolutely or dutiful
firm and unwavering.
signifies unwavering loyalty
synonyms include
unfaltering, and constant
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her loyalty to me
provides me with a
comfort that is
best described as
a loving sense
of personal
preference
whatever souls
are made
of her's and
mine are
the same
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Disappointed
cause I thought you cared
it's unsettling cause
all the time we shared
finding someone else
might be bothersome
tommorrows a new
day a whole new to won
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take some time for me
keep me first
keep our love life strong
remember to put me first
I'm the number one
wanna hear you say it
I'm in love with you
I thought you should hear me say
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written by:El Nota Playa
ELEGANT EXPRESSIONS
lively
tinged
immediacy
of
brusque
vitality
forfeit
simplicity
&insight
with
sheer
acumen
in
flowering
figures
moods have varied styles
feelings fashion posing lips -
faces own wardrobes
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A sentimental card
Some candy and a rose
A dear hug from a child
A puppy's lick
Expressions of love come
In many shapes and sizes
Though some may seem
Erroneous for strange intimately
The heart knows them all
Expressions
Yesterday I wrote about observing facial expressions
so much can be said of the unsaid, where a smile often
it is a shield against the hurt of loose, unscripted words
AI, suggested it could help, I let it help, but the result
flawless, I must say, was no longer what I wrote
AI suggested I should alter some words to sound
more positive, overlooking the slight hesitation of one
not sure he is right, a lack of irony which I think is vital
in our daily life
My article about facial observance was no longer mine
it had little to do with what I was thinking at the time
I ask, how does AI know what a correct expression is
I, who in love for the first time
I feels so embarrassed, felt begrime
My instinct uses a subtle way solemn
I write love letters into poem
In a tissue or a stationery paper to throve
As my way of expressing my love
It make sense too rewarding sympathy
Truly a heartfelt of feeling empathy.
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