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GrandMa
Poetry / by sincerePineapple2070
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 September 11th, 2025
...See more [Intro, Atmospheric synths, Echoing guitar] The house still smell of Her Tha'ts the way they are The house still smell of Her That's the way we are [Verse 1, Slow pulse, Deep bass] This jam-packed emptiness Her sprinkled water, in my face I owe her this carried life yet this jam-packed emptiness [Verse 2, Low drums, Hollow pads] the longing trail of insense try to hide her absence But i lose my sense drowning in the silence [Bridge, Droning synths, Tension builds] The barn-yard moans The walls crack, and groans the battered, bricks and stones The broken marrow of daddy's bones [Bridge] I remembered the fevered nights When she grabbed me tight and granted me her inner flame yet I longed to return whence I came 'Twas then I felt her voice A tether to life itself Against her will, no choice I opened my eyes, and saw her face [Chorus, Intensified percussion, Echoes] The house still smell of Her yet we remain who we are Life's today a tug-o-war A tussle of mind games [Outro, Fading synth drone, Whispered vocals] Yet her pleasing eyes from the stilted frame look all the same toneless, none the same this is actually a song, so forgive those extra added rhythms and beats.
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Kites of Spring
Poetry / by sincerePineapple2070
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 September 8th, 2025
...See more I recall the memories of those golden hours AS i guided my scarlet-tinged Kite its flimsy string that carried power even skybirds envied its flight I loosen the reels, and watch it soar near the crest of Sun till it finds freedom, unbound, and i end up with a broken line As the setting sun bleeds westward bound, I make my run My kite is lost, and  i return home, yet my heart pines When all at once in the skyborn ocean of different shades and size some slackened, some in rigid motion I get my coveted prize Today when i look at the sky The barren canvas lies empty wide NO phoenix, dragons, or aerials fly I close my eyes, my innocence cast aside Perhaps the distance that plague between us I remember my broken line The line that i am afraid to cast to claim that tattered kite of mine The hands that once held the kite now holds a cigarette, its curling fragrant smoke its puff so sweet, to stub that kite of the golden youth, I broke Today when i look at the sky The barren canvas lies empty wide No aerials float in that sky yet that cigarette swells in pride
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Song of Pilgrim
Poetry / by sincerePineapple2070
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 August 25th, 2025
...See more Wake up the note! The song that had its birth Far off, where worldly taint could mar IN mountain, glades, of forest deep Whose calm so strong, no avarice doth stir Strike of thy fetters! The bonds that binds thee down of shining gold, or darker, baser ore Love, hate, good, bad - all all dual throng perish, though urges strong, when you leave the door Let darkness go; the will-o'-the wisp that leads with blinking light,to pile more gloom on gloom The thirst for life, forever quench, it drags leave them behind, and see the fire bloom "Who sows must reap", they say, and cause must bring The sure effect, good, good; bad,bad and none Escape the law, but whoso wears a form Must wear the chains, too true, till too late to shun They know not truth, who dreams such vacant dreams As Father, mother, children, wife and friend The sexless self! Whose Father He,whose child Alas! The cycle repeats, such has been the trend There is but One - THe Free - The knower self without a name, without a form or stain In Him is Maya dreaming all this dream Father, son, children, wife, all the same Where seekest thou? That freedom, friend, this world Nor that can give, in books and temples vain Thy search, Thine only is the hand that holds THe rope that drags thee on, this weighed out bane Say "peace to all", From me no danger be TO aught that lives, in those that dwell high IN those that lowly creep, I am the self in all THus cut thy bonds, be bold, without sigh​
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Residue
Poetry / by sincerePineapple2070
Last post
 September 11th, 2025
...See more The gifted gold, its glitter unfold as fire shapes, its burning pain an incense its stately glory uphold by leaving its lasting scent The pregnant cloud, bears her pain reminds how life can be The afterglow of the cleansing rain A rainbow you shall see The mind its mantle dreamy mesh its cobweb spins alone The untouched soul, in full prowess yearns to return Home.
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Heart of Tempest
Poetry / by sincerePineapple2070
Last post
 August 19th, 2025
...See more A storm-wind bleeds on the eastern front struck with a rousing score It's torrent mad, it surges ahead pining for the shore I walk upon that dreaded shore see a thousand candles lit of the endless prayers, I said that died upon my lips The heart-struck storm broke on the shore with the triumph of a tyrant's grit countless souls were washed ashore with the thousand candles lit The cloud put forth its deluge strength As lightning cleaved my breast Till the last hum of breath I felt, The aching heart of a tempest harsh thunder, my sweetest song let the bugle trill From this life, I split the bond falling cold and still....
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