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Anonymous

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

THE TRAGIC LIFE OF A SIDEWALK

If a sidewalk could see what would it see?

Love? Death? Life? Destruction?

Would the life of a sidewalk be fulfilling? Would they appreciate always being walked on? Would they take that metaphorically? I imagine they see beautiful things:

The creation of life

Nature in full force

The most intimate moments of a persons life

I imagine they would see the beginning and the end of everything. The best and worst parts of the world.

And

When I tread the edge of the building I remind myself that I would not be the first person that sidewalk has seen and I certainly won’t be the last.

Who am I to invoke that trauma on an entity that is doomed to such a bittersweet existence.

#lonelypoetsociety

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

I will make my body forget

I will scrub and scrub and scrub

Until there is not a remanence of you

On me

Or near me

I will wrap myself in warmth and heal myself from what could have been

And in my cocoon of solitude

A spark finds me

The remamance of us

Pulling me in

Transporting me through space and time into a reality where we could have been

Ill take it in

And when morning comes

Offering her hand for a warm embrace

I hesitate

As if

Forgetting

What I was trying to forget

Who

I was trying to forget

And in that moment

The warmth of what could have been is too tempting to flee from

I need more

So I embrace the thoughts

I shower my body in what could have beens and live what feels like lifetimes with you

And

When morning has had enough

And breaks down my walls

Forcing me out of my solitude

In that moment

All I feel

Is you

And I start the cycle again

I will make my body forget

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

It felt like the earth wanted us to be together.

Like everything that has and will happen was some grand master plan for us to be together.

And when we were together:

Every constellation,

every wild flower,

every sun set

was a gift from the earth celebrating us.

But I guess you never saw it quite that way.

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

At the end of the day, I've only ever had myself

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

I can’t help you if you don’t want to be helped.

[stonelario]

[dontletidiotsruinyourlife]

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[peakogreen]

- surrounded by love >

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I’ve thought that these poems don’t mean as much

without a lover’s touch

If I were to share these pages as charity,

they lack a certain sincerity

What is the use

if I can’t credit a muse?

Maybe I don’t need a visual

and this is all residual

but what if the source

was an omnipresent force?

An amalgamation of sensation

received through the senses

to break down fences

so when the divides collapse,

you play a part in that perhaps

Maybe in the smallest things you do

All praises due

Your smile may sway my style

Your kind may change my mind

I may have got my stance

from the way you dance

When offering your energy,

I’ll never turn it down

and hopefully I find the time to write it down

.•.peako green•.•

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

Abandoned,

Helpless at sea

Caught in a constant storm

I'm a shipwreck on your shores;

You said you would save me.

My seafoam walls were built tall and

You scaled them,

But as waves multiplied

Cliffs sharpened

My defenses deplated and,

In sedate subjection,

I succumbed

To your battering ram from within.

Fractured

I wither to the ocean floor

Your kingdom In my soul submerged

I'm drowning once more.

[somebodyssongbird]

To think they were not together That they were never lead To merging paths To hold each other on nights So quiet and clear

To think they were not together In the warmest of hours The most joyous of holidays Longing fading still

That they were not together Is such a vast and endless void Their absence so tangible And thick as the air In the greenest stormy sky

To think they held hands But not each other’s That they kissed lips That were not their own And called it a life

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

It felt like the earth wanted us to be together.

Like everything that has and will happen was some grand master plan for us to be together.

And when we were together:

Every constellation,

every wild flower,

every sun set

was a gift from the earth celebrating us.

But I guess you never saw it quite that way.

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

I tried to become one with nature.

I meditated in the fields until the weeds tied me down and the dirt filled my mouth.

And still, I could not escape the memory of you.

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

I used to take pictures to remember the moments, now I take pictures to make it seem like I have moments worth remembering.

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

We were like the sun and the moon.

We were so great in passing but if we were together for too long it was catastrophic.

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

When the wind screams in your face and the rain cries for you to stop, why do you continue to do this to yourself?

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

The sun will rise

The birds will chirp and the flowers will bloom

Life will go on, so why can’t you?

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

I really wanted to be better

Just Another Disappointment

[androgynousdeanoperawinner]

You suck

Your Mom