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quiet-storm132 · 1 year
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quiet-storm132 · 1 year
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A fool's tale is worth believing if reality is not being seen.
What's perceived Is not always received if desperation fogs one's vision
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quiet-storm132 · 1 year
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Lost and found
I lost something dear to me, something irreplaceable it seems
A smile, the object of my grief
Contrary to my belief, it's something that I actually need
But more so, a reason for it to be kept continually.
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quiet-storm132 · 1 year
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I'm drowning, surrounded by despair
lost within time, thin becomes the air
I try to breathe to help set my mind at ease
But the sequence that I need sits beyond reach
Fragmented my mind is as my emotions mimic its appearances
I fade to black, hopefully never to be seen again
Hidden behind false walls, hallow and empty
Just like I am at this moment in time, praying that time day, I'll be seen.
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quiet-storm132 · 1 year
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quiet-storm132 · 1 year
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When I'm by myself, uncertain is how I remain.
Pain proclaimed, but upon deaf ears are where my cries are retained.
Unchanged and unprepared for rain.
The image taken I refrain, to strengthen its boarders since what's imagined, I'll reframe the deeper view that is seen through my windowpane.
Absurd, my definition has now been changed by the lies maintained to sustain the tears that stain the pages that hold the secrets of my brain.
My mental state can't be explained, but the cuts that I've procured over the years go against the grain, so each new scar formed is never the same.
My light is contained where the darkness reigns.
Visuals can not obtain a location of my whereabouts, so I lose myself in vain to try again and again to re-emerge in a birth of flames seen from all visible planes.
I've scoured all terrains and domains, but the little engine that could couldn't train this soul to regain its composure to push through the mundane.
The constant strains that I attain day in and day out my campaign speaks but is not understood in vein.
To keep up with my own sanity and come out still in sane or to prevent being slain, I'll switch gears to be driven within my own lane.
Distasteful and disdained, I'll be sacrificed by my brother cane if able to be left where I've lain.
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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One deep breath
Taken in attempt
To reconcile with the effects
Of what a decision made has left
The presence of fear and doubt suffocate the mind
Which takes its toll on the lungs
High strung in a chord with tension
Breaks occur until *Snap*
A disconnect
To try to reconnect
Before things are seen in retrospect
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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Watch "Session #2 (Hidden in plain sight: A haiku mini story)" on YouTube
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As promised here is the completed piece of Hidden in plain sight. You can read along with me or listen to it as I read it out for you, either way ENJOY!!
Written in between
the seams silently are the
words stitched together.
A material
is crafted to help conceal
Or made to protect.
The innocence of
A voice that has forgotten
How to truly speak.
So it stands idle
Quietly kept behind walls
Which imprisons it.
Yearning to be heard
From within it looks for strength
One word at a time.
Louder and louder
The sounds of freedom consumes
As it resonates.
Written words become
Spoken phrases now for all
To hear and to feel.
A voice has returned
Powerful and confident
Over stepped limits.
Had lead to break throughs
Milestones to remember
Where one has come from.
Hidden in plain sight ( A haiku mini story): Completed version
© Q.S.
03/07/2022
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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Paper thin
Written transparency
When emotions come to the light
Encoded and hidden from sight
Eclipsed by the darkness when it rains
03/07/2022
© Q.S.
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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Broken beyond repair
Cracks within an image are there
but none are visible to the naked eye
Unless seen at a angle
Even times at a distance
One's truth can never be fully understood
2/28/22
© Q.S.
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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I'll fly away never to return
Above the night sky
Past the sun
Wings to resistant to burn
With eyes forward
I'll fly toward
My next destination
Refusing to look back
At a fragmented past
Fingers cut from trying to piece back together
The many outer layers that once surrounded a unstable core
Broken and diminished
Unreplenished
I was driven to fly away
With my flame close to extinished
I walked blindly
In a weakened state
Sadly
I had no choice
Turned on by most
A smile I wore to cloak
To disguise
What really lies inside
Pain
An endless rain
That has caused many walls to break
Due to the pressures I could no longer take
Many times had I fallen
Calling but not responded to
Lost and never found
Screamed but yet not a sound was heard
Until......
One last morning when this life was over
I decided
It was time
I decided
To end this line
I decided....
I'll fly away
Fly away version 2
© Q.S.
02/28/22
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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With wings outstretched
I'll fly away
On Counted breaths
I'll fly away
Restless and anxious
Weightless
I'll fly away
Before I do I'll say this
I'll fly away
But ill be back to guide YOU on your journey, with you.....
I'll fly away
Fly away version 1
© Q.S.
02/28/22
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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Swimming pools
The sounds of laughter
Cannon balls Launching aimlessly at unsuspecting targets
From any area of the pool can you hear the
Squeals of enjoyment along the pool's side
Carefully feet run alongside it
Unaware of hazards that might follow after unintentional actions
SPLASH!
SPLASH!
one after another
SPLASH!
SPLASH!
another body enters the water
02/26/22
© Q.S.
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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Watch "Untitled #1" on YouTube
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Like, subscribe and enjoy 🙂
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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Written in between
The seams silently are the
Words stitched together.
A material
Is crafted to help conceal
Or made to protect.
The innocence of
A voice that has forgotten
How to truly speak.
Hidden in plain sight (Haiku mini story: Part 1)
© Q.S.
02/22/2022
(Like and reblog for part 2)
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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Hello shooting star
Graceful and beautiful
The way you capture the eye
Of a dreamer
A non believer
One who's attention to detail lacks
Perhaps a redirection
May result in an adjustment of focus
A Inspiration to a prisoner
Locked behind invisible walls that surrounds
A freedom chaser
Tamed by society
Labeled differently for wanting to live within their own reality
Instead of one forcefully imposed by those who just don't understand
© Q.S.
2/3/22
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quiet-storm132 · 2 years
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© Q.S.
1/21/22
Thanks @me-phil-istopeless for sparking up the idea in my head
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