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Piscean Peace
silence tide
waves of comfort
soothe my ears
cool my soul
wash my heart
liquid quiet
with closed eyes
some imagine death
dark and still
dormancy mine
transcendence
welcome
spirit released
to wander
explore
return
wringing wet
with rejuvenation
in perfect balance
ready to battle
on this
desert dry
clamorous
land
waves of comfort
soothe my ears
cool my soul
wash my heart
liquid quiet
with closed eyes
some imagine death
dark and still
dormancy mine
transcendence
welcome
spirit released
to wander
explore
return
wringing wet
with rejuvenation
in perfect balance
ready to battle
on this
desert dry
clamorous
land
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Posted: Aug 2017
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Am not sick
I see girls here
I see girls there
I cannot make a POST
CS doesnt allow me to,
Girls becomes GHOST !!!
(haahaahaa there are girls, even better if i say boys also, they try to find MEN-IN-BLACK, sometime they try to gues 'M out using MACHEINEs oops!!! LOOK MA---I DONT HAVE HEALTH !!!)
I see girls there
I cannot make a POST
CS doesnt allow me to,
Girls becomes GHOST !!!
(haahaahaa there are girls, even better if i say boys also, they try to find MEN-IN-BLACK, sometime they try to gues 'M out using MACHEINEs oops!!! LOOK MA---I DONT HAVE HEALTH !!!)
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Posted: Oct 2018
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Covid Shot
Got my shot yesterday at 9:30 in the morning
Was alright till last night
When I kept waking up
Over and over again
Now my knee hurts
I'm tired
My head hurts a lot
But hopefully I can get over these symptoms by Monday
Then on June 10 I can get rid of the mask at work
Was alright till last night
When I kept waking up
Over and over again
Now my knee hurts
I'm tired
My head hurts a lot
But hopefully I can get over these symptoms by Monday
Then on June 10 I can get rid of the mask at work
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Posted: May 2021
About this poem:
I am screwed for this weekend, but this will allow me some more freedom in the long run.
FEEL
IN THE RAIN, NO ONE SEES MY TEARS. DURING THE NO ONE SEES MY FEARS. AT NIGHT MY EYES ARE WIDE OPEN. FOR ALL MY FEARS COME TO LIFE. MY HEART IS TIGHT. IM ALONE IN THIS FIGHT. EVEN A CROWD, IT'S JUST ME. OUTSIDERS SEE IM FINE. DARKNESS KNOWS AND WAITS FOR ME. FOR IT THE TRUE ME....
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Posted: Oct 2020
About this poem:
MASKING YOUR TRUE FEELING....
the woes of depression
The Grandfather clock struck midnight
In the distance, acknowledged, in my awareness
The rest of the street remained quiet,
Except for the sounds of the leaves
As they crunched beneath my feet
A gleam of moonlight shone through the window
Within the gap between the purple curtains
The climbing roses descended along the back
Of the settee, dust brushed beneath my fingertip
As I swirled my name on the mahogany surface
Of the sideboard
In that one moment, memories are captured
Tears fell, like raindrops, stirring the sadness
In my soul, long forgotten times of old
That had filled my psyche with stories of gold
The finess of fear had danced with the scent of
Death as it participated in a parody of a spoiled Life
Style was not its finer moments when the envy arose
From the depths of darkness, toying with the devils' mits
Clasped in chains, my body had driven away all inklings
Of Depression, of doubt, already, too early on in life
Now there wasn't much time left to think about it
All in its entirety of darkness did parry itself with fright
But it only showed indefinitely...
When I decided to turn on the light
In the distance, acknowledged, in my awareness
The rest of the street remained quiet,
Except for the sounds of the leaves
As they crunched beneath my feet
A gleam of moonlight shone through the window
Within the gap between the purple curtains
The climbing roses descended along the back
Of the settee, dust brushed beneath my fingertip
As I swirled my name on the mahogany surface
Of the sideboard
In that one moment, memories are captured
Tears fell, like raindrops, stirring the sadness
In my soul, long forgotten times of old
That had filled my psyche with stories of gold
The finess of fear had danced with the scent of
Death as it participated in a parody of a spoiled Life
Style was not its finer moments when the envy arose
From the depths of darkness, toying with the devils' mits
Clasped in chains, my body had driven away all inklings
Of Depression, of doubt, already, too early on in life
Now there wasn't much time left to think about it
All in its entirety of darkness did parry itself with fright
But it only showed indefinitely...
When I decided to turn on the light
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Posted: Sep 26
About this poem:
introspection on depression and something i'd realized in light of it.
NOTHING PERSONAL (from one who knows...)
Face it
Death’s a bit of a disappointment
I hope nothing will be spoiled here
but it is definitely not what
it’s been cut out to be
Its colossal build-up over the centuries
is absolutely unjustified
and its terrifying caricatures
often used for intimidation purposes
merely increase anxiety
If Thought is monotone
(as has been said) then
one's last living expression might
well be classified as deadpan!
Those very few who were suddenly reprieved
seconds before their final exit
can testify that they were not treated to a movie
of their entire life's doings…
They did not beg for God-Aid
or bawl out "save me doctor" or "why me?”
or "long live the republic"
No
Sadly the end scenario is about as stimulating as say
the lowering of a theatre’s fire-safety curtain
Death it seems is a purely matter-of-fact affair
Death’s a bit of a disappointment
I hope nothing will be spoiled here
but it is definitely not what
it’s been cut out to be
Its colossal build-up over the centuries
is absolutely unjustified
and its terrifying caricatures
often used for intimidation purposes
merely increase anxiety
If Thought is monotone
(as has been said) then
one's last living expression might
well be classified as deadpan!
Those very few who were suddenly reprieved
seconds before their final exit
can testify that they were not treated to a movie
of their entire life's doings…
They did not beg for God-Aid
or bawl out "save me doctor" or "why me?”
or "long live the republic"
No
Sadly the end scenario is about as stimulating as say
the lowering of a theatre’s fire-safety curtain
Death it seems is a purely matter-of-fact affair
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Posted: Jan 2022
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where are my wings
On the worst of nights, I promise to myself I will not return to every place you hurt me. Shedding tears, we weep our hearts into our shaking hands. Everything is and is not as it should be as the piece come together than scatter again to the stars. The moon looks down as if saying oh look at you lay beneath the tree, so small so quaint. So pitiful yet beautiful. I remember once you used to fly. What happened to your wings?
My wings?
What happened to my wings?
You happened to my wings. The darkness that surrounds me, that chokes me and tried to suffocate me. I once flew among the clouds and the bright glittery sun. I’m caught in insanities grip. Dear sweet moon how can you follow such a damaged girl so absolutely? But I have hope, a prince I have grown to love. A beacon in the desolate land. With him no matter how dark the night gets hope is possible.
Once I felt surrounded by a crowd of liars and thieves but now I have a king who makes me feel like a queen.
On the worst of nights, I promise to myself I will not return to place that you hurt me. My love calls to my soul like a beacon of light in these rough seas. For with that light now I feel peace even when I am scared.
My wings?
What happened to my wings?
You happened to my wings. The darkness that surrounds me, that chokes me and tried to suffocate me. I once flew among the clouds and the bright glittery sun. I’m caught in insanities grip. Dear sweet moon how can you follow such a damaged girl so absolutely? But I have hope, a prince I have grown to love. A beacon in the desolate land. With him no matter how dark the night gets hope is possible.
Once I felt surrounded by a crowd of liars and thieves but now I have a king who makes me feel like a queen.
On the worst of nights, I promise to myself I will not return to place that you hurt me. My love calls to my soul like a beacon of light in these rough seas. For with that light now I feel peace even when I am scared.
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Posted: Mar 2018
About this poem:
I have PTSD and was trying to express my recovery. I dont know if it will make sense to you but it makes complete to me
Sleep poem
Unsheath the silence
a mirrored lake in the cypress night
lay me down, lay me down
still beneath the boughs
life's serpentine course
just whorls to ponder
in days given freely
so shall sleep accompany me
accompany me lightly
drift, drift...
(snore) :)
a mirrored lake in the cypress night
lay me down, lay me down
still beneath the boughs
life's serpentine course
just whorls to ponder
in days given freely
so shall sleep accompany me
accompany me lightly
drift, drift...
(snore) :)
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
Yawn, ah I need some bed time, this should do it, try to get through it without nodding off haha.
online today!Be Still
In this world of busy timetables, interaction's and many distraction's
It can be wise to make time to retreat.
To be still, refrain, obstain.
To reflect, evaluate, relax, chillout, just be.
Time to rest your weary body, your brain
Let any feeling of stress or strain gently float away
Invite, a sense calmness, and peace to enter in,
to remain.
It can be wise to make time to retreat.
To be still, refrain, obstain.
To reflect, evaluate, relax, chillout, just be.
Time to rest your weary body, your brain
Let any feeling of stress or strain gently float away
Invite, a sense calmness, and peace to enter in,
to remain.
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Posted: Jan 2018
About this poem:
Chill ......
The Bacteria Boot
I Have No Idea how I'am going to do this?
So I'm just going to do it!
Not Sure how your going to help?
Maybe in a Different Language Yelp!
But I Hope you Will?
Cuz we are all going to be Ill & Writing a Will,
Like Our Dead Uncured by the Pill!
Our Earth is Crying, the People, Animals & Plants are Dieing!
It's Time to Stop lieing!
We have to start Trying!
People got Disease Problems!
I got a solution, I want No Restitution!
I want you to know there is a way to go!
& it won't be slow. The Cure is fast to help you Last!
You don't have to go Steven & The Bacteria Boot Song say so!
Here it is! We got Cancer, Aids & Superbug to!
I want you to live! How about you?
I have a Cure! It's all Pure! & I know it's for sure!
A Little bit of Crocodile & Alligator Immune system Blood Antigens
in the brew with some Turtle & Snake Blood antigens to,
Helps you know Who!
A smidge of Copper Supplement and Vitamin D with
some Coral Calcium to help you see!
Also some Apple Cider Vinegar and Grape seed Extract to be Exact!
with some Black Seed, it's a Need!
A smash of Baking Soda ( No Aluminum ) ew!
"Don't want to spoil the Brew"
Finally with a dash of Real Old Sea Salt
Brings that Disease to a Halt!
Now pick up your pen or your keyboard and let it take flight,
Time to stand up & fight!
A bit of this & that wether your skinny or fat, instead of laying Dead and Flat & thats where it's at!
Our Blood is all the same!
Incurable Disease is not a Color, Race or Religous Game!
We All Die the Same!
Time to end this Incurable Game!
Stand up for yourself or Be dead & Lame!
Farming the Animals is the way to go!
So we don't Kill them all you Know!
So spread My message wide & Far!
Sing it in your Car or in the Bar!
We are running out of Time fast!
It's Time to give the leaders in the Medical world a blast!
TO GET ON IT! WE WANT to LAST!
Instead of being a Person of the Past!
it's Time to give them The Bacteria Boot Blast!
Steevn 229
So I'm just going to do it!
Not Sure how your going to help?
Maybe in a Different Language Yelp!
But I Hope you Will?
Cuz we are all going to be Ill & Writing a Will,
Like Our Dead Uncured by the Pill!
Our Earth is Crying, the People, Animals & Plants are Dieing!
It's Time to Stop lieing!
We have to start Trying!
People got Disease Problems!
I got a solution, I want No Restitution!
I want you to know there is a way to go!
& it won't be slow. The Cure is fast to help you Last!
You don't have to go Steven & The Bacteria Boot Song say so!
Here it is! We got Cancer, Aids & Superbug to!
I want you to live! How about you?
I have a Cure! It's all Pure! & I know it's for sure!
A Little bit of Crocodile & Alligator Immune system Blood Antigens
in the brew with some Turtle & Snake Blood antigens to,
Helps you know Who!
A smidge of Copper Supplement and Vitamin D with
some Coral Calcium to help you see!
Also some Apple Cider Vinegar and Grape seed Extract to be Exact!
with some Black Seed, it's a Need!
A smash of Baking Soda ( No Aluminum ) ew!
"Don't want to spoil the Brew"
Finally with a dash of Real Old Sea Salt
Brings that Disease to a Halt!
Now pick up your pen or your keyboard and let it take flight,
Time to stand up & fight!
A bit of this & that wether your skinny or fat, instead of laying Dead and Flat & thats where it's at!
Our Blood is all the same!
Incurable Disease is not a Color, Race or Religous Game!
We All Die the Same!
Time to end this Incurable Game!
Stand up for yourself or Be dead & Lame!
Farming the Animals is the way to go!
So we don't Kill them all you Know!
So spread My message wide & Far!
Sing it in your Car or in the Bar!
We are running out of Time fast!
It's Time to give the leaders in the Medical world a blast!
TO GET ON IT! WE WANT to LAST!
Instead of being a Person of the Past!
it's Time to give them The Bacteria Boot Blast!
Steevn 229
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Posted: Oct 2016
About this poem:
My Poem is the start of a future song to be sang and carried by everyone anyway they would like to do it even if a Robot like Titan wants to, in Hopes the Super Cure is made in every country and alot of peoples lives are saved!Carry it on! Thank You!
Steven Wojciechowski
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