Confusion Metaphor Poems

Thinking and thinking and thinking.
I want to stop going over the memories,
The looping record of agonising nothings.
That's the problem, you see?
It's not a problem to...

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WRITTEN IN PSYCHEDELIC INK

Wrongly chosen words convey naught
Creating impressions of the wrong sort 
Even when inspiring lines deny empathy
Especially showing contempt for simile
Causing bloody battles...

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Brick by brick, I built this home,
each piece with purpose, in which it owns.
It was the hardest task I ever did face,
As I made sure...

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Trapped in my space suit
Tied down to the launching pad
Terrorized by the rocket
Paralyzed to the surface
The cold surface of my skin
Basks in the judgmental sun

Strapped...

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I dreamed my way here
I’ve had my cringe moments
I feel pressure, I lose perspective
I’ve wholeheartedly failed
I misspeak, underthink, overreact
I try to do the right thing
the...

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“In situations of captivity the perpetrator becomes the most powerful person in the life of the victim, and the psychology of the victim is shaped...

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Weaving Work I

                      ...

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I'm not that person I was once atall 
But I know it's difficult to accept 
A liar, you promised no harm could befall 
Please tell...

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In the shallow
light of the moon,
the shadow dives
into the Hydrangeas
seeking a camouflage
of dark green
the howl of the
wolf pierces the
silence of the sleepy night
like the cry...

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I am a dream,
infinity is my playground
imagination is my companion
and fantasy is my reality.

Both the alpha and the omega,
I go where only thought can go
into...

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Publicly 
advertising 
he doesn't tickle
her fancy.
If that''s no lie,
then why 
seek him out 
surreptitiously? 
Her terms of endearment 
flow like honey off her lips,
but what...

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Yesterday, 
when there was clarity,
I arose resembling 
the flames of sunrise.
Like an articulate artist, 
entranced in nature,
I painted fluorescent hues 
upon her butterfly wings.
Together we...

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If roses are read
 And they're not numbers or characters
 How is it read 
And if violets are blue 
How is it hue 
Violets are...

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Life is never a planned ride
      on a magical carpet,
that awakens jasmine
dreams lost in the brisk air.
We weave our own...

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Each of us is born the main persona
in the narrative of his or her own life.
Through ever-changing atmosphere, 
supporting characters and diversity of settings, 
we...

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