On this page you'll find a collection of random short "poems" I've written over the years.
I put poems in quotes as I'm not exactly sure what to call these.
I just get into moods where I'll write whatever comes to mind.
I'm sure someone can psychoanalyze me with these or something.
These are presented in no particular order. I will update this page as I make more.
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"The wishes of the solar system are rarely expressed through the mental obstacle course of the unknowable variable. Bestow the last will and testament of your once forgotten era and shine your celestial parade over the cosmos."
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"A hurricane travels within the mind palace of the innocence. you can not lucid dream enough to understand a riddle wrapped in a puzzle surrounded by a metaphor. Be not scared, the shadows only liquify during the mid-dusk hours. A wicked wind willows in the wake of wonders."
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"The rude ruse follows the rules of the ruling rascals. Attempting contempt fails the temporary unsolvable mysteries of the sinful secondary scholars. Breaking.... Crumbling.... Only you shall scout for the school of memories."
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"Harlets and Harolds alike refuse to understand the nebulous dreamscape of the inner child. A bastion of intrigue awaits the lesser worms whom revoke their own machinations."
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"Welcome to the void, good baba. A light shall swallow the perspective of your insecurities. Bring your bargaining beasts to the table of extraterrestrial extremities whom worm their way away from the world. An order of ordeals operate over our oblivious outdated origins. Sweet creature....."
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"A rotating realm sitting between the moments of wistful nostalgia and fog laden pathway. Dense are the roads that carry us from memory to memory. Realizing the caves of our psyche only echoes and never replies. The voices beckon but to whom? How could we ever begin to reconcile with these motions?"
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"A vagabond stands at the gates of extinction. A time for rest eternal, or a moment to rekindle the flame of life? The shadows crawl up their body in a comforting embrace. Nothing left but the cold winds of oblivion.... and yet, they stand. At the end of it all that's all they can do. Life persists."
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"The morose manner of this manor leads down a mortifying mirage of mental manipulations. Paranoid projections of previous people peering into my very presence. My essence, my being, my core. Rend me from my very soul and display it for all to see. Lay me bare in front of the witnesses."
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"A phantom, a ghost, an ethereal creature from beyond the realms of life and death. Reach out and try to grab it before it vanishes for good. You grip tightly to the smoke as it escapes from between your fingers. Could you even tell it apart from your breath in the cold? Get up, at least once more."
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"What a foul and erroneous position to hold oneself to. A besmirched sense of self; all for the bemusement stares and empty condolences. Weeping in the solitary confinement of your heart. Echoes of a genuine soul left to wander stained memories. Climbing out of an unmarked grave and gazing beyond."
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