freshlybrewedoddity

[freshlybrewedoddity]

Inspired by the album Kids See Ghosts

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Kids See Ghosts Sometimes

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Kids see ghosts sometimes

They see them roam around

In their bizarre attire, lost in the mire

Of the human streets, and jungles of concrete

With their peculiar faces, in all the different places

The kids see ghosts sometimes

Like the shiny eyes dancing on the tubelight

Or the two tailed scruffy being staring at the moon like

The kids themselves look at the spirits

Their faint whisper, can you hear it?

The kids see ghosts sometimes

In the alleyways and corners, hiding from the sun

Where we see nothing, they can see the smiling ones

With the large teeth and seven eyes

Or the one that's swimming in the sky

Don't ask them how or why, miracles beyond life

The kids see ghosts sometimes

Sometimes they play together, maybe they're friendly

Dancing, floating, flying, or simply sitting intently

Looking at the other kids

Watching them play and smile and cry and laugh

Knowing it's only a matter of time

Before they stop believing

The kids see ghosts sometimes

The ghosts exist on pure belief

For the hearts that are worn on sleeves

For those unlike me

For I was torn between

Whether to grow up or be free

The kids see ghosts sometimes

Five summers ago

I listened to the grown ups and believed in them

Around the same time I stopped seeing them

Disbelief is their arch nemesis

Still they reside between the nooks and crevices

Of the houses and shops alike

But they've travelled so far, far out of my life

The kids see ghosts sometimes.

-by me

#original poem #poetry #english literature #poem #kids see ghosts #ghosts #kids

[freshlybrewedoddity]

Thoughtless

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I see the bloodstains on gloves

Did I confuse pain for love?

And I faked my words, faked their trust

Was faking it all till I could take the brunt

And stand, confront the consequences

Of my actions and impulses

Smoke and ashes, fires burning

The stars aligned, the rain confirmed it

Laid in bed; kept twisting, turning

Broken mirrors, kicks and punches

Can't feel my face, I flinch, uncertain

Should I bare my flaws or should I bare my fangs?

Should I dance along as the raven sang?

Asking am I brave enough?

I long for the freedom, but do I crave enough?

The spirits poured in,

Eyes welled up, but did it rain enough?

I mean the heart is just an organ

The tears are only orphans

The winds roared, and it was storming

I heard the noises, and silenced them

The only way I knew, I silenced myself.

-by me

#original poem #poetry #poem #english poetry #thoughtless

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Dream's End

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I had a fever dream, of a utopian state

A town with no slaves

A city with no plagues

A flawless place

Somewhere I can feel free

Where I can be the real me

Where the crooks don't steal

Where dreams aren't killed

Where every obligation is fulfilled

And lives are more than just red and blue pills

Where the birds don't have to sing inside cages

And love isn't just some ink on torn pages

Where colors don't fade

And we're not divided by borders or races

And we don't have to read between the spaces

And we're not forced to sing each other's praises

Where the world is at peace

Where heaven and earth meet

A place where a perfect society could be.

-by me

#poem #english literature #original poem #poetry #utopia #writing

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Lady of the Twilight

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She was a little too shy to pry into dangers

A little too wise to take candies from strangers

She saw the money, saw the power

She was drawn towards it

Played the game and placed the bet

But jackpot's a cursed myth

They say it's brand new money for the nouveau riche

So she splashed out a little - brand new gold teeth

A brand new victim born to steal their dreams

A brand new witness to speak of things unseen

She can see their faces full of envy - green

Points the gun at anyone; they don't come clean

A brand new jester for the old elite

Holed up and caved in they shatter the screen

Aiming for the throne of the gone regime

They say the crown is too heavy for the ones that gleam

She was the chosen one - the highly esteemed

Picked up then picked apart - a movie scene

She needed a voice; she wanted to scream

A sorry fate - she knew nothing outside extremes

And she's gone now - unheard; but she's always been.

-by me

#poetry #original poem #english literature #twilight

[freshlybrewedoddity]

I literally wrote this very late last night.

Moonchildren

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You stay up till late at night

The only hours when you're not judged

When you feel free from the shackles of the day's monotone

So you color your nights with every shade you love to use

You know it's bad for you

You stay up till late at night

But that's the thrill - doing something you're not allowed

They never let you stay awake past eleven

Now you're giggling, crying or just bored

But not asleep, and now it's a quarter to two

You know it's bad for you

You stay up till late at night

And you read a book, or watch a movie, or just keep scrolling

Anything to feed your eyes - they're starving, glowing

The screen seems to suggest something

The screens scream for your eyes to have a taste

Of anything and everything they want you to

You know it's bad for you

You stay up till late at night

The only moments you have to yourself

Nobody to please, no deadline to meet

The slumber is golden, but this silence is sweet

So you savor the taste, maybe you're addicted too

You know it's bad for you

You stay up till late at night

It's like a soft lullaby, but your eyes are open

You stare at the screen, you glare at the clock

Reminding you there's not much time left

Before you have to go back to the annoying sunshine again

You can't fall asleep this early, it's only half past two

You know it's bad for you

You stay up till late at night

Wishing for an escape

Just a small ray of hope, a slight glimmer of the moonlight

Even the faintest echo would be enough

Just something to keep you up until you make it through

You know it's bad for you

I stay up till late at night

Singing a song for you

Hoping you hear it

Knowing damn well you do

Because it's bad for you

-by me

#poem #poems and poetry #original poem #poetry #english literature #night #late night

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A short poem I wrote a long while ago. Thought it'd be good to show how I progressed starting with one of my first pieces.

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Trees

The trees tell the tales of seasons

Of summer, frost, rain and reasons

Why they shed their leaves in fall

And how they answer the animals' calls.

How they bear fruits, and house the birds

They teach a lot, yet speak no words

The trees tell the tales for ages to come

For fools and wise, for the old and young.

#poetry #trees #writing practice #original poem

[freshlybrewedoddity]

Hello, world!

#my first post