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The Meaning Of Life- RoughLife in itself is meaningless. And no that is not a death wish or a death statement; it is simply a quote of a certain melancholy, complex, psychotic mind very close to yours. It states the concrete truth, if you can call it that. Truth is relative; it is based on perception and presumptions made by those in the past, it is not what defines you. “A rose by any other name is still a rose.” The “truth” in this is one of the most definite thoughts a human mind yielded. For example, you are still yourself no matter what others think of you, do to you, and act around you, as long as you do not try to be something you are not. However, this statemeThe Meaning Of Life- Rough
by ~wtal-poetry
Fifteen Years LyingSometimes its best Just to leave it alone Why should we delve in and test If we already know the right tone? Sometimes things aren’t exactlyFifteen Years Lying
What you’d expect them to be Your reaction aren’t the only ones, not necessarily Why must you mess with what you don’t want to see?
So, you ask, where does this story begin? The parents are brawling at the entrance Their patience has begun to wear thin All along one has kept a stance The other has no clue What the hell to do But it’s nothing new It’s happened before, too
Five years crying
by ~wtal-poetry
So Here It GoesJust take a minute To read between the lines Make the pieces fit You'll be surprised with your finds It's not the outside that matters But what you find within With this, I hope you concur Or you may have trouble diving inSo Here It Goes
I am different And not likely to change For any trend No matter how sane, or strange Even in the saddest times I promise to stay strong Even if that means hiding the signs That anything has gone wrong
I try my worst To stay the best To give that eternal thirst Some needed rest Because, as you
by ~wtal-poetry
If I Wasn't ActingCrying tears of mixed colors But holding back as each matures ‘Cuz your not worth it any more Yet they still run down and hit the floor The only tears I haven’t shedIf I Wasn't Acting
Are those I had devoted Set aside for time with you Looks like I won’t be needing them, Seeding them, greeting them Letting them flow, putting on a show Or making them grow
Looks like caring isn’t everything But not caring can leave quite a sting I thought you weren’t the same I only have myself to blame But its still making me insane Tell me leaving me was at least a little st
by ~wtal-poetry
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Stretching.Twisting.Breathing.Flash.Stretching.Twisting.Breathing.
Light. C r y i n g
Red lips. White sheets.
Dirty mattress Screa min g. Words.
In coheren cy.
Green leaves. Chirping.Barking.Meowing.
Slamming.
by ~hermitageinrussia
UntitledFlipping through our photographsUntitled
That memory flashing
But not there at the same time
Last winter our smiles were sweet
Looking at your weeping face
Saying goodbye to mine
Did not get to catch what you said
You walked away
Maybe you have given me up
Maybe you find it hard to go back
I know I was wrong
Please give me a reason again
A reason for you not to love me, anymore
Even if I do not know the reason
Can you forgive me
Please do not see this as something you ask
Breaking up is not easy
Being apart is ha
by ~EclipsedVoice
Origins And OriginalityIt could be the truth but most likely I’m feeding a fairy tale, Writing is an art and a passion delivering beauty to the blind in Braille, Poetry or prose, it all requires talent like painting a perfect picture of a lonely rose, In-depth with intricate detail or briefly cryptic if that's what you choose to disclose, Preaching an anthem from a never before celebrated street intersection, Words of wisdom being rapidly transferred and stream lined into street diction, Expressing old feelings of tension and questioning the whereabouts of a lost pension, Hitting every section with stead fast traction it'sOrigins And Originality
by ~RoninGaleria
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good job on it all (though that doesnt sound appropriate o.O) <3
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though its not too much of a welcome, I've had my art account for a long while ~why-try-any-longer
I'll go check out your gallery
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keep up the good work....
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my art account would be ~ why-try-any-longer
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