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Thoughtless, Mindless

Updated on June 11, 2012

I wrote this poem to describe the uncertainty an confusion that this life often leaves me in. Many times i have questions, but don't know how to ask or i am unsure if anyone will have an answer.

The mountains distracted the sun

I took the only chance I had

To kiss the dreams from your mind

You hid your face in a pillow case

In disguise, you took a bath in the sky

Hours short

Money for taking

Awake while resting

Illusions fill your pockets

Morning's glory


She pretends to be blind

Her lies are dry

Like a tongue on ice

Give her sight

Or the knife


Intagonising my agony

The pellets of sweat taste like vinegar

As they soak into my lips

Arousing true frustration

It whispers like Satan

My eyes weaken in translation

Who will care for the careless?

What time will it shift?

Extinguishing my sanity

Stricken with vulgarity

Minutes chase seconds around the clock

Just as time runs out of luck

I forget to hid my love for sensation

Housing my uncertainty

Mocking my irritation

What point can I make?

Evading mental connection

May your mind be confined

No thoughts are so divine

To make you stop

To think of mine

Molten hearts are quick to arrest

The fire fueled in your chest

It gives you no direction

Takes you far from protection

Now you fear your rejection

Because your thoughts reached your mouth


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    • Angela Brummer profile image

      Angela Brummer 5 years ago from Lincoln, Nebraska

      Nicely writen.

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      Skyler DeCristoforo 5 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Thanks Angela i appreciate it!

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      Jessee R 5 years ago from Gurgaon, India

      Nicely done... nice craft..

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      Skyler DeCristoforo 5 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you rahul. When i write poetry its allot different than when i write about anything else. Poetry is very limitless for me. I don't really have to think. I just allow emotions to fill the page.

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      Fotinoula Gypsyy 4 years ago from NYC BABY

      I liked this a lot . Keep writing, it comes to you naturally!

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      Skyler DeCristoforo 4 years ago from Olympia, WA

      Thank you EuroNinila for the words of encouragement!

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