Obsessive Shopping

Years ago I was impulsive and easily led

A shopping spree when I bought up everything in sight

I was obsessed with the need to possess

to have and own more despite the cost

Sales drew me like a magnet of desire

I rummaged to find style and size together

My wardrobe and bookcase creaked under an excessive weight

When back indoors with my latest booty

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At the tiny garden centre

a Ford Ranger pulled in,

window went down,

husband as controlled as a fist,

sullen, white T shirt

stayed in the car. 

Wife, blowsy, voluptuous

exhuding brute sexuality

got out. 

Two identikit boys followed:

slightly tubby, cropped hair,

white shirts and ties. 

Probably come from church,

such is their custom on a Sunday.

"Wher...

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Two college students shop to find some beverages to fill their apartment fridge for the next week,

The man and his wife are showing their daughter a crab and a habitat, planning to surprise her for her ninth birthday,

The father of two daughters decides to buy a dream tent, so they can have sweet dreams at night,

The husband is finding a Valentine’s Day card for his wife,

The boyfriend...

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Here in these fields- all battlefields,

and day bit fiercely into night-

call not for final victories

but sing glad of tommorow's fight.

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There are times when blogs on WOL resemble a procession

Of  those who might be better suited going to confession!

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After the rain on the damp with the dew
And the scent aromatic like sassafras
Where the girl walked bare foot 

the declivity steep
But an effortless jaunt, 

pinnacle to shallow in obstinate manor.
The girl in undress 

through the plaza she rides
Cheers plentiful,

 suitors in abundance

But her eyes fixed hungrily

 awaiting her nemesis.
And all this pluvial,

 the rain her ...

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I found a picture of you in my arms,

Sleeping securely, safe from harm,

As you knew it, anyway.

Your trust for me was complete,

You wanted for nothing

And thought of my love only

As often as a bird thinks of sky.

You didn’t yet know people

Can go away or even die.

I know how things changed,

But I can’t bear to think of it.

I picture you now, with your love

...

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What's that I see in yonder tree

I swear it's a giraffe

It turned to me in mock surprise

And just gave out a laugh

My poetry has gone downhill

I think I'll go to bed

Here's hoping that when I wake up

There's something in my head

What's that ?! The tree is running by

Giraffe is in pursuit

I'm seeing things I know 'aint true

The poor tree is uproot

...

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I'm just a number,
Put me in the back.
One of these days,
I swear I'll fucking snap.

Always keeping it in,
Forever pushing it down.
One day I'll strike this match
And burn this place to the ground.

Empathy is a curse,
A color I wear well.
I'm sick of always wondering
How other people feel.

I don't take care of myself,
I just bury my own bone.
I'm always there for everyone
But ...

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Why you do me so wrong 
Why you shit on me all day long 
U do me dirty like a damn tampon 
Haven’t heard from you all day long 
Like cmon 
Look at the shit u be on 
U do me like a damn peon 
What type of love is this 
Why you gotta put me thru this

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This love is not gentle, it is outraged

By the self-interested scuttling to safe burrows,

The building of walls, the digging of mass graves.

This sadness is not sorrowful, it is ashamed.

These reasonable, rational, sensible words

A smoke screen for cruelty, cowardice,complacency

In the maggot ridden blood of human nature.

This anger is not rage, it is the deepest kin...

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Is the idea of you what drives me? Sensory overload when memories emerge. I still smell the fresh fuck, and can taste the sin of you.

Remembering calloused psalms urgent with primitive need feeds my fantasy. Logic dies as pain blossoms with pleasure.

Chained to lustful memories feeds my gluttonous pursuit of this craving. Can you not see the willingness to submit to you when all others bows ...

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I found someone I loved and I'm letting them kill me
It's been 18 months without you and still counting
But I'm still waiting at that damn stop sign from 11 to 12
So you can count on me when everything goes wrong

I've always been so hard on myself waiting on you
It's been 18 months without you and still counting
No one can break me but you
I'm here begging for death everyday she's not her...

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Personal contact

Thursday, 31st may .2018

He doesn't know

when I blow

my whistle for the invite

but he gets delighted

I free the thought

to go near and don't get caught

as I want to remain unknown

till he tries to own me

He is real and dashing personality

I know of him clearly

I have some fascinations

and really wants to have the close rel...

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What has this world come to?

What has my world come to?

Everyday I drown my sorrows with booze, sex....anything I can

I’m trapped inside my head

Images of what was, and what could be

...flash before my eyes so vividly

like I’m there

But I’m here...why can’t I live here

Why can’t I be happy here, I’m certainly not happy there

I’m drowning...

I’m dyi...

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If you were in a garden full of flowers

with some weeds

Would you look at the flowers 

and enjoy their beauty

or

Would you look at the weeds

thinking the gardener needs

to do a better job?

By Lynn Hahn

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I'm aware of the irony of putting this here.

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when the siren sound of my love casts an endless ocean of dopplers upon me, as though lightening does from above in a brutal storm, my soul, my heart, my everything surrenders to the tantalizing taste of his audible delicacy. created from one, the one, the one love lost to the sea of the dead and the to the disease of greed still for me it is pride which fills my chest as i lay to rest to the swee...

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A serendipitous moment
So wonderful in its fortune
A wealth of wonderful adventures
was laid before us.
A path that was destined not to last
gave us truly happy times while we were walking it. 

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Lines

I would wake up every morning,

reasons hidden in my rhymes,

Searching for a new horizon,

travel always on my mind,

Always looking for my station,

mindful of departure times,

Till I found my destination

just along a different line.

I will meet you on the platform

even if your train runs late,

On this journey of a lifetime

what's another hour'...

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Telling someone to be happy is like telling them how to ride a bike with no training wheels. 

I’ve been told how to be happy for 18 years of my life. 

No ones ever taught me how to do it for 2 years now that I am 20. 

I want to put my training wheels on but life is so short and passing me by. 

I no longer have the screws to tighten them back on.

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An angel skidding in

between outstretched wings

drags behind his fantail

and sparks the flames--

the air is sheared and feet

dig deep into the turning earth

to send forth tremors

and stir from sleep

both the restless

and the peaceful...

We know these things:

there are N many revolutions

in an age

and Z is the magnitude of tears

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No more shouting daddy

No more crying mama

Too much fighting 

mom and dad

 Don't you see I suffer?

No more daddy 

No more chaos

I continue to be sad

So am I still suffering?

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I know I have no right to stand here

and attempt to speak for my sisters

and brothers of colour.

I stand here in awe to applaud

their strength and their courage,

their patience in the face of 

relentless abuse.

As a child I was picked on,

excluded, abused;

I was ginger with freckles.

But now I am grown,

I doubt I’ve been ever

turned down for a job

or a h...

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Wouldnt it ust be easier if we had a reset button

Like in video games, you can just redo everthing

if somthing isnt working you just hit the refresh

if only life was that easy

Every mistake we make follows us for a long time

you cant restart

you cant avoid it

and you cant restart

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I

I’m

I’m s

I’m so

I’m sor

I’m sorr–

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Quiet the night
Gloomy and mist
But dancing stars with,
Glissando bliss.

Blushing the flower bud,
Covering to a leaf.
Seeing the sun rise,
She always wished.

Her shimmering smile,
And his glimmering eyes.
The flower just bloomed,
With a magical sign.

Roovi ♡

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Once upon a time,
There was a city, 
a blue river was it's veins,
whose water was sweet and pure,
fishes merry and dance in it.

Cool and breezy air pampers the river.
Trees dancing over the celebration of nature, 
accompanied by the laughter of kids, 
who were sometimes playing
or swimming in the river. 

The river was a beautiful heaven, 
Yes, it was heart of the city. 
Near the ri...

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The mystic rain
Pours 
From the umbrella sky
In a rainbow 
Of shining puddles
Laying beneath
What went before
Leaving no answers
As the dying questions
Fizzle 
In the half light
Left by the place
Where the sun
Used to be
In the space
Between shadows

your soul
Hiccups
Whilst your mind 
Dances
And you whisk
Yourself away
Into
The infinity
Of madness
Where a world
Spins
I...

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She was like a poem

few could understand, 

an ocean hidden in a drawer

with a white winter freeze, 

a blue summer breeze…

A yellow autumn leaf…

And a white withering rose...

From a late green spring…

He was a travelling pawn…

Confused within a wild roundabout...

Like frenzied carmine

searching for her rainbow lips…

She was a like poem 

few could und...

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The children are all tucked in,

Mother's said goodnight,

turned out the light,

 and closed the door.

Almost immediately,

three are asleep.

But the oldest lies awake,

mind working away.

She thinks about storms

and horns

and babies born.

Her brow furrows

as she thinks,

whar have we done?

There's too much death,

suffering,

hunger,

war,

depression,

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Not exactly dressed for the kill-

Hell, she can’t even walk

In a straight line-

But she’ll still be able to find her way

To you.

In these heels,

In those thoughts,

She dances with wine bottles

While headphones play

Some song

That had nothing to do with you.

Bare feet circle bare floors;

Bare hands hang onto

Bare walls-

Or the toilet seat.

She feels poet...

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At the bar, watching you work
breaking the waves
going cabin to cabin

An opiate look across your eyes
pushing to feel the rush
surging into the night

There's a high between those thighs
you've been falling
for the feeling of falling
hooked 
on the commodity of love

See them capsize
or to splash inside another's eyes
the static shock of fingertips and kisses
the life eclipse
se...

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Lost In Translation

I was there to help you

when you needed my advice,

I faced my brothers bullets -

was prepared to pay the price

of ostracism

in my fathers land

because I fought for justice

and decided to make a stand

against the corrupt message

of the terrorist breed.

I wanted to scourge my land

of their demon seed.

So I stood at checkpoints

a...

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Late Night  Thoughts

1: „You know the feeling you get

When you just lay in your bed

Stare at your ceiling

Thinking bout life and its meaning

Realizing that nothing will last

Future, Present and Past

None of them matters

Cause nothings forever”

2: “So if life doesn’t matter

Then death doesn´t matter”

1: “yeah but guess what´s better?”

2:”Mhh… ...

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In the years that followed she left no time for sorry

Days and nights were spent in clinches and with the cliches of travel

to hold and be held, 

the most holy of desires,

became necessary and consuming

Only when the last cock crowed did she feel the hope of new lives leave her soul, 

where she’d held and cherished them

There are still more roads to travel

paths she’s yet t...

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My mind is a racing car and you are the road

Bending and swerving me around

My mind is a hurricane strong and hurtling

You are an obstacle

Who doesn’t deserve it

My mind is a cheetah

Who’ll outrun your advances

Don’t try to catch me I’m far from your glances

My mind is a canyon

Watch me fly

As I tip off the edge

And descend.

My dive.

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Don’t know why

You would think I would lie ‘bout

Stormy Daniels;

She just gave me oral and manual.

A big mistake of mine.

First finger pie

And then I’d supply

Stormy Daniels

With a snorter or two of white granules;

A big mistake of mine.

She drained me dry

With kinky sex I would try with

Stormy Daniels,

Her sister and two cocker spaniels;

A big m...

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Before the time that life began

Perhaps the earth was still

No thunderous skies or crashing waves

No sound God's ear could fill

When life evolved, then so it was

First fins , then feet, then wings

Lumbering beasts that walked the earth 

To the voice of a whale as it sings

Man came along and walked out of the caves 

With a dream in his heart to fulfil

Believing all lif...

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Broken and left in sorrow,
Through my tears I speak my fear for the morrow
Winding time back is the only relief
While this empty shell decays
And tears apart the last glimpse of life.
 

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The blackbird sings a most wonderful song . Wakes me early in the morning and I feel I Belong . Where ever I live or lay my head . With songs so profound . An amazing sound . A joy to listen to this welcome sound . My Birthdays near and they have watched over me . For all these years Singing their songs and keeping strong . A joyful sound my favourite Song .

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YOU CAN'T PLEASE EVERYONE

On a rubbish strewn corner of Middie
armed with secateurs bin bags and broom
Ros and Jan clear litter
for this years "Borough in Bloom"

Joined by enthused nearby residents
refreshed with biscuits and tea
continue their voluntary clean up
on behalf of you and me.

Uncovering an old rusting street sign
at the edge of the tidied plot
they thought.
It's a...

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the weather sucks today

the sun rose sultry grey

it’s supposed to be sunny tomorrow

and i love the orange sun rays

and i hate the rain’s tears

on frosted window glass

smiling shy though the clouds,

shining bright blue sky between its teeth

trapping me in a black stone prison,

its suffocating grey walls

freeing me from misconceptions

made be...

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I went to see a doctor today about my past and i think that it went well. But, that was not the only thing that i went to go and see him about. I went to talk about my feeling suicidal. I haven't mentioned it before because i didn't want anyone to know, but now that everyon knows i can say it. Don't worry though because i am getting help. Altho"ugh i don't like it when everyone is checking up on m...

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Wandering through the sunlit trees

on grassy bluebell banks, brackened

by the unfurling of softly sensual shoots;

strolling in the tide turn rippling sea

as toes sift soft sea sand, silted

and lost to the advancing wave weft;

striding across bare barren felltop

on sheep shorn Spring sprung sod, surrounded 

by haze horizoned hills and hills and hills;

standing by the quie...

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What we have

Is perfect.

In its imperfection.

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What could be better than memories sweet?

Thoughts to hang on to, savour and cherish

Your first love and kiss, as your heart skipped a beat.

Close relationships like food that you relish

What could be more important than life?

The good bits the sad bits, the highlights

Excitement, joy, feeling elated, the strife

The mornings, evenings, the beauty of twilight 

What...

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In the midst of the murmur, in a bar most malign,

two men of different fortune,

whose purpose grow entwine.

The first was a man of money, though his substance of little worth.

His spirit was mean and his temper was keen.

A self-righteous fool from birth.

And drawing the tar from his Cuban cigar,

his obnoxion transcended through smoke.

His presence then drifted, to...

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The people's voice is not a choice

The people's voice is out of fear

But even then you'll start to hear

Our message loud and clear

Show them that we have no fear

Show them that we have a choice

Come down all come down rejoice

To that ever soothing voice

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...est in Arcadia ego...

This early morning air, pellucid, refreshing, soft

A time of hush, just before that cacaphony

Of hope that marks sweet May - the lifter

Of moods, the harbinger of hope, the visionary self. 

Filled with all the quiet majesty of an English breeze

Stirring the leafy canopy as the sun begins to 

Follow the shadows of dappled zephyrs

And now serenity her...

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