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    Zoos Poetry Page.

    Revision version of recent poems.





    Remorse.

    I am full of regret of the shadow,
    That dances in the dark corner.
    The flesh is cradling me.
    Silence is the sound with lavender scent.

    With grip of guilt
    With its long nails in my neck.
    The rattling of laughing
    That rings down my spine.
    A drop of the sin
    That
    Devours me.


    Head.
    I am sliced my hand.
    Has it left ruby mark on her face?
    I am tremble
    I have urge to find a knife.
    But my hands tied behind back.
    With a quick move of my shoulder joints.
    My head rolls away. 


    Childhood Memories.

    The circle of a paper in the air,
    Like a cloud that is quivering as it slides across the sky.
    Echoes’ of my childhood memories are convey,
    Into seamless gust from a broom as it sweeps the road.

    Rust of lessons learnt long ago,
    From suicidal thoughts that lingers.

    Faded into the wall.
    Ribs sticking out,
    Pale as the inside of an apple.
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    Autumn

    Autumn.

    The leaf of autumn that bring a new meaning.
    With warm haze still here.
    But with cooler of mist is lingering.
    It bring with it zest of orange in sky.
    The is morning show itself in the evening.
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    I especially liked "Remorse" and its:

    Drop of a Sin
    That
    Devours me.


    I think it's a great image, truly.

    Also, "Childhood Memories" is special, and here too your ending is powerful:

    Faded into the wall.
    Ribs sticking out,
    Pale as the inside of an apple.


    (especially the last line!!!)

    So interesting to read you Zooo!

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    Quote Originally Posted by Bar22do View Post
    I especially liked "Remorse" and its:

    Drop of a Sin
    That
    Devours me.


    I think it's a great image, truly.

    Also, "Childhood Memories" is special, and here too your ending is powerful:

    Faded into the wall.
    Ribs sticking out,
    Pale as the inside of an apple.


    (especially the last line!!!)

    So interesting to read you Zooo!

    Thank you very much Bar, I am glad you find my poetry interesting.
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    Other Version.

    Memories.


    Memories of my childhood that echoes’ down the tunnel.
    Suicidal thoughts on a single piece of paper.
    Drifted seamless in the air.

    The belt tighten round my stomach.
    As I faded into an innocent child.
    A tear is release from girl with blue eyes.

    The rust from lessons learnt from long go.
    That has scarred me into whom I am today.


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    I am a child that wants to have her life take away.
    The band of something which is driving to me to nowhere.
    I am young with life.
    But the need to try is breaking me.
    The world is destroying me.
    I want just sleep.
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    Zool!

    the need to try is breaking me

    is an achieved phrase.

    (for the rest, I'd suggest to the narrator: never try, just choose what you want, visualize it, feel it, know/believe it's real, though yet subtle; then release it to the universe to take care of its complete realization; you don't need to lose energy fighting - invite (good!) things to come to you, let them be attracted to you. Take it easy!!! and you'll witness little or great miracles for your life!)

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    Quote Originally Posted by Bar22do View Post
    Zool!

    the need to try is breaking me

    is an achieved phrase.

    (for the rest, I'd suggest to the narrator: never try, just choose what you want, visualize it, feel it, know/believe it's real, though yet subtle; then release it to the universe to take care of its complete realization; you don't need to lose energy fighting - invite (good!) things to come to you, let them be attracted to you. Take it easy!!! and you'll witness little or great miracles for your life!)
    Thank you Bar, for reading and I have being to place quite few times. I think from the'Chldhood Memories' poem which again came from nowhere but I must trying to do something about the memory of it or it wouldn't come surface again. Strange.
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    Skull which sit on the edge on world.
    In the distance sand storm is coming.
    The grain that slip over the bone.
    The time has come to faded.
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    I am slide with doubt.
    She want me or not.
    I am destiny to be a child again.
    Feeling alone and isolated from her.
    With my dream of having her in my life.
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    This grief which bring me to place,
    is soaking itself with devil blood.
    In riches with deeds which are made of stone with my hands.
    Itches with away throught the tissues which I have buried my soul in.
    Slowly as twisting of its fate become to preview its show.
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    The Girl.


    Shoulder of the girl at sit on the bench.
    With no place to go.
    The emptyness that shine throught.
    The grease that cling to the tips.
    The ocean that missed from her eyes.
    Trends that falling of her.
    She wasting time.
    Just waiting for her it end.
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    Story

    Story.

    The story of the time which end with wink of eye.
    That come alive with smile at if come to see.
    The distance in the past of which is seeking us all.
    The present which doomed to be outreach.
    The insight that is in the forseen able future.
    Only if its in plain view.
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