TheNameless Poet

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Don't speak to me, Ive heard enough
All the pain, I've gained from just one lie.
Inside my feelings explode like fireworks and
the shattered remains of my soul,
...

2.

Lying in bed, I slowly let my
fingers walk the scarred roads
of my broken bodied world. The
hills and valleys of bruises and
...

I have the right to remain silent,
and you have the right to remain silent,
and we both have the right to remain silent,
but I'm not going to remain silent anymore.
...

Dont cry
whispers her voice of comfort,
soft velvety petals of wisdom.
Hush now
...

I sit with my knees drawn to my chest,
a heavy jumper evelopes me, snug and warm,
a cup of hot chocolate with bobbing marshmellow pillows,
sends heat waves through my hands and up my arms.
...

You are you
I am me
There are endless
Possibilities
...

Rustle, Rustle
Click
COUGH
Snort
...

SCREAM

I couldn't do it
...

Stop
Shop
Shot
Shat
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Silver Teardrops,
fall from frothing, rolling waves
They tinkle and pitter-pat
as they splat to their deaths
...

if the world was a stage,
would you act any different,
knowing that someone you didnt know
was watching you, and EVERYTHING
...

If you can not hear me,
I shall speak no louder,
for not only will you not hear
but you will not listen.
...

There are voices everywhere. Here. There. Everywhere
They whisper from all around,
From the walls, the roof, rising from the ground.
In my ear they whisper their taunt,
...

Blue, like the waters that reflect it,
forever expanding, never ending.
Stretching from my universe to yours,
holding wishes, secrets never to be shared.
...

The pain ricocheted off the walls of my skull
doubling as the waves crossed over,
enveloping my entire being in a hug of excruciating proportions.
Lungs burning, a needing hunger for the oxygen
...

Reaching out at impossible anglesmoving,
stretching,
expanding towards the sky
...

I like the way he breathes,
its loud and out of rythm,
Just like mine
...

The wind controls the world. The
oceans the sand. The hairs on
my hand will stand up if a
chilling wind seeps through
...

The wind Kisses the ever green
leaves of our lemon tree, a
whisper to be kept secret, never
shared.
...

'Click', 'Click'
got hen pens in maths class
Its okay when I do it
but when you do it
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The Best Poem Of TheNameless Poet

My Firework

Don't speak to me, Ive heard enough
All the pain, I've gained from just one lie.
Inside my feelings explode like fireworks and
the shattered remains of my soul,
the soul you shattered, are like pieces of a mirror,
they reflect me, and now I have to put myself back together,
but it won't work,
I cant get back the pieces you stole,
the pieces I never wanted you to see,
but you saw and now they're gone.

Don't speak to me, I dont want to listen
The voices in my head are loud enough, grabbing my attention.
Ive had enough of this world, so full of pain.

What could we hope to gain from someone elses pain?

Don't speak to me, I might just crack
the pressure Im hoding within built up for so long,
now just under the skin. But I wont let it show
I'm the bin,
Im the one where everyone else dumps their problems
and I wont let my problems show

So please dont speak to me, I'm begging you now
because with words comes emotions, feelings
and like the feelings inside of me I might just explode
like a firework
but it wont be beautiful, it will be pain
and I wont be able to hold in my anger anymore
So please, Just please

Dont speak to me..

TheNameless Poet Comments

Richard Beevor 11 May 2014

a beautiful poem that reminds me of long winters but how brilliant was that last moment when the snow turned to sand and storm, great work, thank you

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