Quotes about blur, page 9
Mely
That name was so innocent
I don't deserve that name
It's too innocent, something I don't have
A blur memory that is deep in my mind
That innocence that will never come back
Mely is so far gone, dead
That is no longer me, never will be
She died with the touch of his skin
The memory only brings back tears
The night he used me, I was no longer
Mely
By,
Who was once Mely
poem by Emily Corvinus
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The battling humanity
When the battle is over
everything goes blur in fever
rattles of voice deafening the ears
in joyous victory the winner, one beliefs
in painful lost the loser, another beliefs
in the middle
humanity cries in agony unbearable.
mankind oh mankind
you share the same soul
a fraction of yours
is the spark of the loser
why the murder?
why the murder?
let me live, cries humanity loud.
poem by cyclopseven Ram
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Mistakes and Changes
Dreading day after day
Slowly trudging through
People pass by a blur
Of faces and clothes
Sitting in the back
Listening to the drones
Of supposed authority
Doing what your told
Feeling inadequate
Feeling bored
Feeling alone and separate
So different from what was the norm
Only a few days ago
Looking so forward
To the end of the week
When things will change
When I can go home
poem by Autumn Winds
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Razor Edge Reflexes
I have a secret source of inspiration
an infusion of secret determination
the assassin who marked me prime target
shot shaft after devilish shaft death skillfully
sometimes the attack of an enemy
makes a more skilled superior warrior
skills latent within are horned keen
once untested battle seasoned I stand
cutting edge of iron prepares senses
reactions blur in beauty of shadow dance
poem by Terence George Craddock
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Will You Remember Me?
Will you remember me
when I'm no longer here?
Will you remember me
and remembrance bring a tear?
Will you think again
of how happy we were
or forget about me
in a forgotton blur.?
I cannot bear to think
that memory can die.
For it could only make me
wonder why?
For I, my love
will not forget you
and all of the escapades
we went through.
So I ask again
will you remember me
so I can breathe
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poem by Edwina Reizer
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Granular Nights
a hit and run kind of
nightmare leaves
an inexplicable emptiness
in the night's tummy
night, an endless stretch
of desert sands and
the sand granules
wait at the corners
to blur my vision
the eyes are already
dehydrated, you see
i spend the night
gathering each granule
in my palm...
they simply escape
through my fingers!
my eyes and palms
remain vacant through
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poem by Indira Babbellapati
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As I Dance
As i dance the world in nothing but
a burr of color
when i dance i'm in total bliss
while i dance my mind only thinks of you
when we dance i feel the warmth feel my heart
butterflies dance in my stomach as we dance
twirl around and round but when
we stop the feeling don't
as i look at your face everyday
i see the world as a blur of color
and you are my bliss
i want to dance with you the rest
of my life
poem by Aiyanna Ortiz
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Sub-atomic Particles
I dreamed i was a neutron
inside an atom's heart
surrounded by electrons
their force pulling me apart
i met a pair of bosons
got assaulted by some quarks
found my quantum levels jumping
when something made me start
could i be sure of all this?
in my subatomic world
or would statistical mechanics
introduce a kind of blur
of uncertainty to all things
and so it wasn't clear to me
if i really was a neutron
or just a probability.
poem by David Keig
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My Tears Softly Land
On the white canvas
My tears softly land
I know color is precious
And it is in my hand.
No color could wash them
The tears black and white
Through times ever the same
They dropp to blur my sight.
It comes in the shape of a face
A look forlorn and sad
Pleading for only a little space
From a race obsessed and mad.
I know color is precious
And it is in my hand
Yet white remains the canvas
By tears that softly land!
poem by Pradip Chattopadhyay
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A Long, Straight Line
it is a boring long, straight line
you walk upon it like you are an emoticon
changing the faces of a circle
finding a way to find your true self
you wish a blackout so the computer turns itself off.
a blur happens.
everything ends.
it is still a boring long, straight line in your mind.
because you will it to be.
try sitting down, settle like a little bird perched on a twig
on a sunny day
just watch what happens next.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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