Emotion Poems
Ego
by Yash Prasad
And over we sat
In a beautiful cafe
with coffee in our hand
we talked about our day
it was just like any other day
and we had a lot to say
but we avoided the heart
because ego was at play
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Stellar and Sorrowful
by Evan L
I'm the atom, destined to die, you're the binding nuclear force. When I split in two my neutrons will fly and begin their volatile course.
They'll bore into your heart, your plutonium core, and start the chain reaction. As we blast apart into lovers no more, we'll become a tragic fraction.
Never whole, just broken, a cosmological defect. Now your love is a celestial anomaly that I can't seem to detect.
The radioactive fallout has poisoned my very soul, now finding warmth in this nuclear winter has become my primary goal.
Despite all the emotion and the gravity we felt, you've banished me away to freeze in the Kuiper Belt.
I spent your love at a cosmic casino, too drunk to see its worth. Now we don't interact as if you were a neutrino passing unimpeded through the earth.
My neurons scream, the axons quiver, the synapses fire and force me to shiver. My liver is scarred and tired, my kidneys are swollen and aching, my sense of direction expired and my self control is breaking.
Your eyes were like candles in nebulae, tear ducts dripping wax. So like a star that can't sustain its fusion, I will implode and collapse.
The resulting supernova will be the final echo of my quiet sobs at night, and the ensuing black hole will consume all wavelengths in every beam of light.
No particle, no quantum data, will escape those jaws of density. I hope that you'll forgive me if it's in your cardiac propensity.
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Chaotic emotion
by Khalid Hasan
I stripped my emotion
like petty whore she is
kissing her, dressing her in cloths I love
in her laps I dream infinite cosmos.
though no love, I feel even cherished
the time I bought for me
like winter evening in mellow whiteness
like my beloved in glittering white pool
becoming a part of what is serene
yet she is ever so caring ,
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Cycle of Life: A Journey Through Growth and Decay
by Filip Hammarström
Sunrise, the beginning of day, awakening of life
Bringing new light, creating a story
With that which can’t be bought
But only with cherish, tender and humble
The dispersal of seeds, a migration of life
Ever reaching, wanting growth
Like birds roaming the skies, longing, searching
The young forever seeking, hoping, wishing
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Desire
by Tammy Darby
The battle ensued
Between combatants heart and mind
As loneliness whispered softly
Of tenderness
In cooing song and rhyme
The brain issued a stern warning
Of heartache and the tears of sorrow
The turmoil of the soul
And the price
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Existence
by Malory Henry
I am too big for my body.
The echos of once forgotten voices bicker and plead in my mind,
once dead but now alive inside of me.
The full spectrum of life--
with its compounding complexities and relentless emotion--
rages against me like a storm,
coloring the world around me;
Here, the walls are painted with melancholy,
the floors littered with shedded skin.
My anger provides the light;
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Yet another rainy day
by Karan Shah
Life’s flown around me
Like an abandoned forest trail
The serene calmness and a burning desire
A trail that is both, Ice and Fire
Teeming with life and devoid of touch
The joyous energy of meditation
And an anxiety, too much
The morning chirps
The calm rays
The creepy webs
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The Leaden Curtain
by Tyler Morello
"It's time! it's time," cry all in line
"To lift the leaden curtain!"
And all retract their final act
To tread on paths less certain.
To seek the truth we lost in youth,
A wise man's words unspoken.
Through all the strife we bear in life,
No heart is left unbroken.
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Cycle of Life: A Journey Through Growth and Decay
by Filip Hammarström
Sunrise, the beginning of day, awakening of life
Bringing new light, creating a story
With that which can’t be bought
But only with cherish, tender and humble
The dispersal of seeds, a migration of life
Ever reaching, wanting growth
Like birds roaming the skies, longing, searching
The young forever seeking, hoping, wishing
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Vulture
by Sofi Reyes
I am a vulture.
I prey on other people's emotions, and I use them to write my stories.
I go to a funeral and come out with stories of death, and the bittersweet rememberance.
I attend a wedding and emerge with stories of heartbreak and love.
I visit the hospital, and leave with stories of life and death, love and hatred.
I am a vulture.
I feed on other people's emotions because they are easier to understand than my own.
