Short Seldomly Poems
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I'm not hurting, surprisingly I'm doing okay.
Of all the things I've been thinking, seldomly of you which use to be everyday.
I have to get better at being alone.
I'll never be any different if I can't do it on my own.
It'll take everything that I got, but I have to give it my all.
Cause I just can't stand here, and watch myself fall.
In love, a woman gives her heart, soul and mind,
Men seldomly reciprocate in kind,
They'll take whatever godness is offered
and run with it until they get tired,
If women only give a little of themselves,
The well will overflow and the relationship
becomes more intense,
The law of least effort comes to the rescue,
delivering women from relationship issues.
I tend to leave a lot of things unfinished
like half the pages in my notebook
either losing interest or simply having the need
to do something else with the intention of coming back to it
but it seldomly happens
no need to continue what i felt yesterday
if today brings me new ideas i would like to explore those instead
but sometimes i do wonder how half these pages could have ended..
BUGS!HAVE BUGS,THAT ALSO HAVE BUGS.
WITH KIN AND HISTORIES SELDOMLY DUG.
WITH HAMMERS AND CHISSELS WRONGFULLY USED.
AND COPYCAT FAILURES ALL BEING CONFUSED.
STEP FORWARD THE CRUSHING FOOT.
THE UNKNOWING TORTURORS ARE IN CAHOOTS.
INBORN SURVIVORS ARE BLESSED PROOF.
ONE SINGLE BUGS ENOGH TO MOVE.
THOUGH ALL THE MIGHTY THUNDER OVERHEAD.
A BUG IS SAFELY IN ITS OWN DOMAIN...in bed!
Dreams held captive
Bring fourth thoughts I seldomly reveal
Walk, think, live and soon I shall expire
Similar to love
Deeper than desire
Engraved into my soul
My words burned into my flesh
Death circles beneath me
Stalkin' my last breath
Poetry doesn't exist
Nor do poets whose words are vague
Criticize my own words
Tears develop into rage
I've staged my own death
Hopefully, I'll make the front page.
Form:
in the land of blue rays there are long days!the wemen are differnt from here i held them so dear!the sun is blue too it tingles you!they beleive in three great spirits creaters of infinity loving as can be!they walk around seldomly talking cause they are telephic you see angelic beams of the spirits light their moon is bright orange at night!angels from another world i need you now,please come to me and show me your light take me too the land of blue rays tonight!
Today marks another
Day unto being the
Beginning in which we
Seldomly look upon as
Being my wand in foot
Stepping towards the
Lessons promises taught me
When it's bosom rocked
The hand that shook
Truthfully leaving behind
A legacy of guilt and
Shame.
But I promised you this
And I promised you that,
But I never made any
Efforts towards showing
You that everything you
Look at. Isn't always
What it is out to be.
Yesterday's Promises.
It was made out of love
It was made for a reason
It had its purpose
It was the implementation
Absolutely it was
Appeared seldomly
Thoughtfully was that decision
There was no turning back
I had to indulge my inner self
I had to entertain my curiosity
I had to challenge my intelligence
I had to breath
Acknowledgement of a gift that was never used
Evolution of thoughts that were bottled inside
Praises of a job well done which brought achievements
Honouration of yourself