Long Whishing Poems

When I was very young
I heard a story of a princess
She was someone
That enjoyed pain of others

She was beautiful and powerful
She had many knights 
Whishing her hand in marriage 
But she did not care for...

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Sitting on the frigid feeble symmetrical snow              *              ...

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The voices, inside my head
Screaming, while I go to bed.
I shut them off with physical pain, 
Expecting to be sane again

There’s a monster hiding behind the smile,
A smile that hides it all.
There’s a window to...

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And here I am again completely weird
But the clock it just keeps on ticking
But not the only reason why I'm tired
And my eyes they keep on flickering

When outside all these flashing lights
The sound of cars...

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When you send me sweet kisses and hugs
and I answered you from great distance
whishing you and me the good luck and happiness now and into future,
I felt as love makes from our entangled hearts some...

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Will I ever find that place of relaxation
Again I'm awake, I'm completely weird
It's a bad case of sleep depravation
That’s why I'm always so dam tired

Eyes flickering, all these flashing lights
The sound of cars keep whishing...

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You said I was annoying as a little kid.
Yet you stayed by my side when no one did
Add to that, you are still whishing me the best ahead
And looking at the numbers of mistakes I...

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When grief became a shadow
It felt as if nothing else mattered 
Like a sudden darkness
Raining down upon us
Like sucking the light from our eyes 
Like a wound opened multiple times

It follows you like a stalker
Creepily...

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I'm angry, 
I'm sad.
I'm sorry I'm mad.
Life is so contradicting
Constantly goes round and round
Should it tilt from it's axal
Mother nature's sweetness
No more
Shall it be a lullaby sound
Just as we the people
We all know this
 So...

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Mountains a top a lonely hill

Watching them gives you a chill

Grasses sway to and fro

From the sand in see it all

If I fall

Upon the sea

Sea less hours I would wait

Wet and cold

Dead toned eyes

Kindly dies

Upon...

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A rising on Valentines
Resur – e – rection

Four AM Valentines morn, I awoke,
stiff as a board – stands a mighty oak,

reaching up to heavenly skies – empty –
whishing upon a star that would not be

a...

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wheald the axe and bring it down
rush of blood unto the ground
wash my sins clean from me

city burns no lesons learned
the poor got banished with no return
still i dont understand

and as the world brings on...

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Adoration and the forbidden fruits are deceiving,
anticipations of whishing fields delusion.
Knowing that the anticlimax comes with a frost,
above the wisdom of true believes just tossed.
Purgatory is that state of mental expiating,
when that ideal holds the...

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Beat him down with outraged judgment
Pace the halls with anxious steps
Look! They gaze beneath your feet
There he must compete
Only to collapse to their defeat 
 Roar their thoughts upon his soul!
Feel the emptiness in whole
Shall...

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They flew in bunches so big 
   it’s impossible to describe the enormity 
   of the clouds they formed in otherwise clear sky.  
They would dance and bounce in unison...

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I just can't sleep tonight,
Knowing things just ain't right,
It's in the papers, on the t.vs, all around us too,
Children crying , soldiers dying, some people with no homes.
The sunshine can't be seen,
Tell me how everything...

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Clouds have amassed dampness fills the spring air
Two flocks of Blackbirds meet in sky unite
Put on a ballet for me, then begin to pair
In the tallest Pecan Tree clustered no fight

When in flight, they looked...

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Neurotransmitting serotonin and dopamine,
mental orgasm and liberator of pain.
Free flow as rewarding molecule,
gratitude’s perception jewel.
Slowing down the heart rate in tune,
positive emotions for the immune.
Getting older with a smile,
living by the organic sun dial.
Not knowing...

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there he went
each night he left
no idea where 
the lies never stopped

faking to those who believed
breaking those who didn't
all that time
spent in a lie

come back then leave again and again
whishing for one to stick
picked up...

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Whoosh, Whish!  Shrilling breeze
Whips the leaves from off my trees,
Like the clapping, whipping waves,
Withering the rocks away in seas.

The wind is powerful as nature is weak,
The tree is fragile, special - an antique. ...

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