Unprocessed Poems - Poems about Unprocessed

...A yearning heart longs for love everytime Malice it receives time without a dime Shadowed with the belief of being solo Trust in hope but always been the one to follow When certain uncertainties ......

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...Step Forward McCarthy vs. Hellman What is this The Digital Crucible of Truth? On a stage of scrutiny, titans c l a s h— McCarthy's words, a web of accusations S l i c......

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...I sexualize the smoke clouds I anticipate the grief before it grows on me like a hospital bill And there's no telling if I won't or will If I fill the tank with secrets, will you spill? Your m......

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...In the quiet slipstream of night, where thoughts unfurl like tendrils of smoke, some dismiss dreams as mere echoes— brain farts, they jest, leftover gas from our wakeful hours. But dre......

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...(prelude) the buzzing of the evening insects presage evil ! here are black wolves ! here are ghosts and fiends and here are blackest of demons ! and black be the murk ton......

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...a doomed affair when a young doctor/padre came to the convent to check on the nuns' health, he met the young abbess, and their world ignited when he touched her arm, her impulse was to kiss......

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...stepping outside into the air to rest kissed by the breeze, gently caressed lingering in stillness, feeling less oppressed though dreams swirl, reluctant to manifest does a knight in armour pu......

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...For as long as I can remember I played the peacemaker role Depend on me as the glue guy As I try to keep things in control Don't worry I won't rock the boat Will keep things safe and stable ......

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...The innocent minds that grew up the hurt that forced us the effortless smile that appealed through, quiet nights with breakthrough’s. The fears overcame covered in love the ending pain is bomb......

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... “Manuscript” activating pulse frequency shifting unseen the new heards in numbers multitudes tagged now seen steered to better light fields of green empowere......

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...Indistinct, they circumnavigate in the raw ~ they’re thoughts unprocessed and unpolished ethereal and feral, nothing more than impulses really If it were up to me, I might drown in that sea of......

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...Stirred. Blurred. Deferred. A haze of thoughts. In the raw. Unprocessed unpolished. Ethereal feral. Impulses really. I might drown. A sea of ambiguity. Random content in my private un......

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...There needs to be vanity, Or a dark twist to the story. A demon angel, Michael Basking in his glory. Then there must be a Wicked witch from the West. She is beautiful, evil And sel......

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...I am so glad I am alive To feel the soft touch of breeze To listen to the vibrancy of vocal sounds To wave my body in joy as instinct calls Even in a confined space of my own Gratitude holds to ......

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...Don't assume I write with an aim or end in sight, my ambition isn't with the pen the paper or the mic, I'm not reaching to be famous or for riches or for hype, writing down my thoughts is me unloadin......

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