In the sinister world we live in,
truth wears a mask,
and kindness is often mistaken
for weakness.
People walk with heavy eyes,
carrying the weight of things
they cannot name.
The streets are filled
with noise and silence at once-'
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Birth, life and death
The knowledge of this earth
Neither before nor after present
Following their select ascent
Part pursuing purpose
As sole intent
Part pursuing pleasure
Till life is spent
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In the name of reason, we build walls,
high and cold, to keep chaos at bay,
holding tight to logic like a shield,
while mysteries slip through the cracks.
We seek answers, carve truths in stone,
yet the heart wanders beyond measure,
lost in questions reason can't contain,
yearning for what can't be.
Amidst love's journey, conflicts always arise.
Tackling trials, growth coherently becomes evident.
Within struggles, our radiance shines through.
Through understanding, we live with ease.
We mend; wounds heal, strength apparent.
A journey together, imperfect yet true.
With benevolent words and no malice,
And an act of forgiveness inherent,
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Cute. Thats all I ever was to you. Take away my passion, take away my wit, my curiosity, my intelligence, my determination, my power. Take away everything. Then sure, cute is just fine.
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In the sinister world we live in,
truth wears a mask,
and kindness is often mistaken
for weakness.
People walk with heavy eyes,
carrying the weight of things
they cannot name.
The streets are filled
with noise and silence at once-'
......
In the name of reason, we build walls,
high and cold, to keep chaos at bay,
holding tight to logic like a shield,
while mysteries slip through the cracks.
We seek answers, carve truths in stone,
yet the heart wanders beyond measure,
lost in questions reason can't contain,
yearning for what can't be.
Art is a masterpiece
When no change is needed
To understand
Is to draw the last breath
Calloused hands and bruised knuckles
rolled loose leaf tobacco in rice paper
The Sun loving me in the only way it knew how
with violent kisses leaving spots against my skin
Arms wrapped around me in autumn afternoons
words spoken with so much weight
they required delicate whispers
of promises made in the past humidity of summer
"Nothing can wreck our boat" said she
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Hello, I'm aiming to get better at writing poetry. So, I decided the best course of action was to write whatever came to mind to the best of my ability and then get personalized guidance rather than the generic and repetitive "helpful tips" I find on websites. Be as mean and brutal as you see fit, as long as it's honest and helpful. If you can, give me tips on what to name this thing, I think "The Maze of Truth" is a bit bland. Anyway, here it is:
The Maze of Truth
We all jump often, and leaves glide down, but birds are the ones with flight
Humans try so hard to dream away,
As from reality, we all try to flee.
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