Outlast Poems - Poems about Outlast

...IMPERFECT ROSE the imperfect rose, once vivacious and colorful under the summer sun, its petals are now wilted, its colors faded and gone. its time has passed ......

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...I remember the land and its people, and I am concerned about the limitations of their mentality. I remember the dead and how the trees outlast them. I hear the language of the trees—the whispering so......

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... I used to think I was made of saltwater and wire, the bones humming with the permanence of myth. I stood naked in the mirror— a girl with the face of her mother, but none of her death in her y......

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...Merciless King Beckoned by your hearts, endangered are your lives by the deranged. Unto the frey i am thrown, upon my heart your mournful cry sewn. With valor I berzerk valiant within my vit......

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...Twilight Ronin From day to night, I travel from east to right. As I travel to the west I look to the sky and wonder what is left inside my vessel. Am I just a hollow soul, or the embodi......

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...THE SKY, ONCE BLUE, NOW BLEEDS WITH FIRE, A HUSH HAS STILLED THE MORNING CHIOR. THE OCEANS SIGH WITH BRINY BREATH, AND WHISPER HYMNS OF ANCIENT DEATH. THE TREES BOW LOW, THEIR LEAVES LIKE TEAR......

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...Cracking Glass Your mind fills like a glass Always taking never ask Never asking questions and never drawing lines Never turning forwards, just staring far behind You crack and break and bend ......

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...Cells held secret ballots in my bones, voting for mutiny in whispers. Cancer, that drunk architect, scribbled collapse into my blood's blueprint. They built black gardens in my lungs, where br......

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... Stone upon stone, a rising barrier, a line drawn in dust, a whispered exclusion, a fortress of fear, a monument to division. Walls of language, walls of belief, walls of history, walls of t......

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... The empty rooms await a warm caress, New walls that hold no echo of the past, A future built beyond distant distress. No worn-out sills where sunlight likes to bless, No garden ghosts where......

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... The throat is taut, a cord of hidden pain, A speechless surge where words cannot remain. The lungs compress, a pressure deep and vast, A noiseless cry that time cannot outlast. The eyes, wi......

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.... for public domain I scoffed at hearts that writhed with pain, that fell from broken promises, for I had naught to do with Love, it's folly or its gain, but now I find that not to love is ......

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...In a realm once pure, where stories were shared, A new world arrived, yet no one was prepared. Young hands that once worked with skill and grace Now swipe on screens, lost in the race. They dre......

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...I ate what was given, yet still, I grew too much, my body betrayed me, while your words cut like a blade. “You’re so fat,” you'd say, as if it was my fault to bear, a child branded for somethin......

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... “feeling not thinking, soul with love linking ~ we attained God consciousness unblinking” Nestled deep within the feel and touch of home this heart of love goes on a holiday ......

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