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Literature
The Little Things: Wounded Breathing I
Independent valentines held day breath,
     Flogging solitudes' vigil of unmotivated karma prayers woven against eternity's defiant oft silently courageous darling: Hope, Contagion unproven save my mourning stories reaching deep oceanic conscience inside!
In lieu of our participation in,
Collecting aimless dust
Upon our hearts
On purpose...
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Literature
Happy Heathen: A Birthday
The new year begins on January 10th, my birthday, after 10 days of poetic rest, the words begin to arrive in droves of power; for social dramatic change!
Maleficent Condescension: Blood of The Same Number I
I've retained,
    A labyrinthine universally torn indecently in tears half is the palace archive of unholy aching memories eternally locked passionately damned heart in where the terrors from my 33 unmistakable dreamt incredibly up years are...
    For there is no fathomable ghostly tangible way I'd have ever been bargain granted this long on our beautifully malignant inhumanity plagued sandcastling families crying in lieu of greed's profitable laughter tears, our nearly hollow earth's course!
     I'm was but an unqualified to out audibly loud speak black painted acceptance closet hidden sheep having no bucket protagonist list save for this life-fantasy-span to bring on a little more decently in aftermath of thunderously vain tears, That humbly I
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Literature
The Little Things: Contagious Malignancy I
Seeds abounding,
     Anti synchronized capacity of fate residing derelict of joy's molecular smile destiny, To provide unabashedly desperate of equality contortions... To everyone, these are smiles!
In lieu of our participation of,
Sharing without prejudice
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Literature
Guarding Harry's Gravity I
Publicly obliviated normality,
    Unhinged spontaneous pill spell box cast doses of monstrously disproportionate unheard appeals made against guardians who wove hexagram signatures on transcripts of illegitimate potency... leading to unrecognisable sedated consciousness.
In lieu of our participation in,
Disabling understanding
For convenience
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Literature
Guarding Gravity VIII
Out from irrelevant caring false guardian shadows,
      Step monsters, Siezuring a moral grey colour polarisation of chess gender die rolls to protect an acquired malnourished prejudice flows from their beliefs taste ever budding compilation of misinterpreted integrity false biblical testimony, Denouncing acceptance which is love, fate which is luck's burden and hope which leads to joy.
     For no child of the mirror ever stood an apparition's waking chance up before irrational love discriminating acceptance, hidden by anyone claiming to be apparent.
In lieu of our participation in,
Receiving a message
We forgot to transmit
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Literature
Guarding Gravity VII
Once upon a today,
   Out from censored acceptance shadows step monsters, Guardians protesting identity.
 
   Parents who now guard inherited gender defined closets instead of  blooming protagonist room doors from the memory ache youth envelopment. It's a camouflage of regretful noise burlesquing underneath bed's, a socially malnourished acquired prejudice taste for this place.
In lieu of our participation in,
Disabling love via intolerance
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Literature
Hive Inconsiderate Mind: Stained Wheel
Pillar obstructing finality,
     Unreliable disdained potion of existence, Drunk harbinger's regretful washed abstinence away notions, Some tragedies on the face go without any saying, Lost was the acceptance of youth's bride: Joy and Dreams toppled spiteful black hellbent sheep heathen over, In ruin's distant compelling never forget memory ghost echoing phantom tragic pains from the traumatic foot toxic hold of a one long past night's joy impeding circular rarely sedated deceitful riddle of eternally hope inferior mirror judgement considering suicide in the after hate math of his death, Injected bed vein breathless husk lounge side, The video on repeat in her mind...
In lieu of...
Sorrow
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Literature
Cranes In Reverse Bloom I
So emergency sick,
    Hopeless far illegitimate no witness one ever vouched for the struggle beyond breath, Where fate of life's joy destiny threat of emerging grace was kept at secret ambition encoded societal addiction bay where bells never impeached sound to toll for those who remain ghostly hidden in eternity from sight!
In lieu of our participation in,
Thinking all grace discredited false tricky choice angels...
Are forever demons
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Literature
A Closet Inspired Troll Part II
Hideous malignant growth,
      No prejudice longer anonymous seed of guiltless parental monsters hiding acceptance from ghost judgement children kept occupants of closets, Behind emergency hate encoded barricades of inherited prejudicial unquestioned pride song of faith's lingering intolerance puddle of mud attempting to be as an ocean; Unsavable, Atonement is for the fallen wingless harbingers who call hell below our sandcastling earth home!
    For our liquid setting loneliness entangled sun's courage is a dying camouflage of a willingly moral trench blind war hidden just indoctrinated beyond our well adapted zombie lethargic eyes endorsing an invisible throne, As judgementally seething bloody vampires fangs quaking with anticipation breach into churches do we as architects dust rotten bandaged crows trophies arrive!
    Murdering the black deemed hollowly deceitful box of echoes that bind the sentient apex conscience symbiote against the first lie
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Literature
Denial Affliction
Turning day pages,
    Never changes as time sandcastle defiled earth loveless time embed bombs always thunderously climax the phantom echoes of children screaming as explosions heave their lives into unretrievable battle distant lands beyond life.
In lieu of our participation in,
Wars...!
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Literature
Hive Mind: Lost as an Ocean
Retrospective plot,
     Alignment from moral labyrinth  protagonist to decrepit hate intolerant antagonist, Guilty of malware vernacular practice, Spreading freedom of ochre tongues on epidermis fire speech, Wasting no shame on dread thoughts passage from consciousness into spoken prejudice word, In the gaunt hope for humanity last remnant plague of faith itch wondering unadjusted to your inhumane society, Attempting to pretend we're all one big sand castling lucid never waking dream.
In lieu of our participation in,
Decomposing a sonnet of words
To wound others
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Literature
Heart of Wounded Darkness
Bloated degenerate,
    Unsolvable emotion labyrinthine cortex where the phantom myth of terror collapses altruism's courage to perpetuate the malnourished adjustment to a depravity mongering society of guiltless profit adventure tolerance sand chess castling maleficent greed's harbinger capital never punished, not even by shelter admittance of mirrored every image is a protagonist shame.
In lieu of our participation in,
Loving Shades of Grey
While defiling smiles
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Literature
Maleficent Condescension: Paralysed Belief
Zen mode,
    Bleeding sleeve duality, Skin made f(r)iends with the razor yet again, Another bullet heart slit wrist felt the internal emotion memory cocoon terror conflict ache of mutating pain at losing a protagonist's humble care oriented dreams oblige submitting to a parent's narrow inherited hate never challenged blind inner intolerant eye view, Daily witnessed silence to.
In lieu of our participation in,
Realising our defiance is too late
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Literature
Her... XI
Phantom voice,
    Lip sinking irrelevant every double prejudice think but rarely speaking one, Inaudibly projecting memory ache pain filled seas behind a faceless chorus attempting to prey while singing crowd of grace decriminalized but for a moment inhospitable golden anarchy heaven unbound beings...
    She's crying sleeplessly through an unending vale of feigned joy trapped in a stigma constantly algorithm running before everyone's clouded jade over inner accompaniment of grey moral eyes, The chains birth commenced genetically; she can't but death escape the after twisted faith burnt reconstructed prayer offering; A hollow image adapted benign acceptance,  
    Therapy for would intolerance be anonymous monsters who vengeful wrath spiral of hate tattooed on their hearts for her guarded a miracle's bed only until their hope became deaf, Tones of love adapted to fit society's prejudice in, This is the natural regained outbreak state of our humanity
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Literature
Le' Thug: Beached 2 Performance Piece V 1.0
Depression synchronized utilitarian tragic harmony,
      A distant everlasting story of a discord perpetrated wilderness stained clouds my Father shall someday enter..
   Soon after his melancholy harbinger's camouflaged grace descending tale shall follow my mother.
 Entering beyond this sand castling universe' violent greedily vain thunderous rampaging uncontrollably nefarious weather and the grasp of the faces of f(r)iends!
     Guided by our namesake sentient child seraphim like guardian! Who'll usher them into an eternal carpe golden diem.
      A calculated predestination home where blooms the doubt of mirrors' less faith residing a captive enthralled by images enthroned...
                        Trapped in drowning joy stained maleficent condescending traditional inheritance shrouded intolerance eye portal type A prejudice nearly blind windows.
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Literature
The Little Things: Encoded 666 Red
Serious threat,
    Replenishing degenerative hate condition, Blind intolerance plague guides every communication, Open revenant cylindrical weapon tongue assaulting dialogue with our children, Wounding another closet generation's inherited future of acceptance.
In lieu of our participation in,
Reigniting depravity
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Redemption Fantasy

Behold the image behind closed doors
In this world alone you speak your mind
It invades the truth of your waking eyes
A lie decaying your unstable ground

Believe it's true
That it can set you free
Believe in the mind's eye fantasy
It can be anything but redemption
Are you afraid to live...

Fear never leaves always present
Even in the simple dreams where you hide
Evade dodge resist parry or deny reality
Will you stand when the time comes
Not for pride but simply to survive

Believe it's true
That it can set you free
Believe in the mind's eye fantasy
It can be anything but redemption
Are you afraid to live...

Betwixt the nether of a lie ridden reality
Redemption of self isn't the greatest truth
It is the concept of speaking amidst the torment
Even quite simple words for which you never apologize

Even believing it's only half true
That the softly whispered sacrifice can rescue
Not the self but so that it all may continue
Believe in the mind's eye dream
As the fiction dismantles reality
As you fall from your once stable ground
Redemption of life given for a struggle
Were you afraid to live...

I'm so fucking proud
As we look back now
At the day you broke free
Woke from your distant nightmare
To grasp as the waking dream
Just beyond the fear
Of which you used to hide
Welcome to a brighter future
Because of those who chose
To step forward and die

Believe it's true
That it can set you free
Believe in the mind's eye fantasy
It can be anything but redemption
Are you afraid to live...

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The Girl Who Was Afraid To Be
She speaks to me fondly
of passions and talents,
of guitars and stars,
with such breathless intensity
then stops short and
apologises
for speaking at all.
All because somewhere in her life,
someone she loved broke her heart
by ignoring
her beautiful words
and telling her to
shut up,
keep it down,
nobody cares.
People aren’t born sad.
We make them that way.
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Open Heart Surgery
I've got ink throbbing through fissured veins,
poisoning every atom of my soul.
"Bite your tongue," they say.
How I'd love to chew the damn thing off
and suck down every filthy syllable
just like the rotten bone marrow it is.
They'd all watch as my body spontaneously combusts
and becomes nothing but convoluted karma.
And so I wrote,
"Dear poetry,
Teach me the ways of ripping out a human heart,
and stitching it onto ink-stained parchment."
The answer that came was rasped from a cauterized throat:
"Read your future in the collapsed palm of the stars;
find the abandoned pulse of your lionhearted muse;
steal their conformed scalpel and make it your own."
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Black Black Heart by yuumei Black Black Heart :iconyuumei:yuumei 26,762 1,518

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Juton VillainofTruth
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So Juton,

Is it hard writing a poem every day? I mean, from start to finish...

Well, you see the poetry just spasms forth from my deep inside. Often times I don't even have to experience something or read an article about someone else', it just happens. Even though I've published over a thousand poems online, I have at least that many still unfinished and from the seven thousand twitter poems written I could explore where each one might take me in a whole lyrical style poem.

The range of topics written about doesn't any ways correspond to an external source that triggered the infusion of words to spout forth. It could be a single word that rattles around for an extra moment in the brain, that second of lingering spawns a second word that inspires an algorithm of prose poetry that must be written.

From the source words come the theme and from the theme comes the melody of the whole flow of the poem, it's really that simple in my brain, moved by my soul and heart to cause an emotional commotion with poetry!

I write for however the majesty of tone poetry might move the reader. Hopefully some identify with the words therein written and are inspired in some emotional facility to stick around in this earth another day, possibly beginning their journey of mending.

In earnest anticipation of,
Juton
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Showing off,

    My deep vaults of stored rage inside! Christmas is no time for a poet to hide.

In earnest anticipation of,
Juton
  • Listening to: Affiance
  • Reading: A Novel of War
  • Watching: Guilty Crown
  • Playing: Keyboard
  • Eating: Vegan Field Roast
  • Drinking: water

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CharllieeArts Featured By Owner Sep 18, 2014  Student Digital Artist
Thanks for the watch.
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GhostOfTheEmptyGrave Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2014
Thank you for the watch :)
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qwibes Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2014   Writer
Thank you very much :rose:
I'll make sure to check out your gallery soon :D
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CuriouslyAlone Featured By Owner Jul 7, 2014
Dank je for the fav's and watch! It means a lot to me! But more importantly have a good week and happy thoughts! Love La la la la I am a dummy! Meow :3 Huggle! :happybounce: 
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ianderickson Featured By Owner Feb 16, 2014  Hobbyist Writer
Thanks for the watch. Really appears that :-) :-)
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Thankz for watching :eye::eye:
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villainoftruth Featured By Owner Dec 30, 2012  Professional Writer
Keep up the amazing work! Both physically & artistically! <3 One such as I, appreciates.
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DiamonEyes Featured By Owner Jan 1, 2013
:strong: I'll try to!!! HAPPy NEW year to you too! :D
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AlecMcLeod Featured By Owner Oct 25, 2012  Hobbyist Digital Artist
Thanks for the watch.
Rock it, fellow Vancouverite ;)
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Thanks for the +watch ;)
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