Late day summer rain
cooling calmness around me
Fresh damp air in lungs
emerald creek
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I‘ve been watching Detective Conan lately and Megure called Kogoro that one time death angel.
Now I‘m totally sure that Kogoro is no master detective. He‘s a master killer playing a dumb detective to fool everyone.
You all underestimate him. Even Shinichi.
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Purple waves crash over me,
They make me drown.
At the bottom of the sea I see lost treasures
And pirate skeletons.
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Some Haikus at 5 am
A idiots Poetry
1. The Cigarette burns
Slowly towards its own demise
The black ashes, a grave.
2. Eyes open, my body aches
Lighting strikes within me
Restlessness a friend
3. We rise out of spite
Like weeds we never perish
Rebels never die.
4. The blazing sun sets
Shadows settle upon my road
I walk onward alone
5. Within me he stays
My hate, my shadow, my beast
My eternal cellmate
6. Music a grand rumble
Art a majestic frenzy
Writing, a ripple
7. Boredom my main source
Rising up, and slowing down,
But never disappearing
Killing me yet saving me
Freeing me yet enslaving me
(This one is longer because it is a death poem which in haiku tends to be longer)
8. A big idiot, a fool
To be shallow and simple
Truly a machine.
9. A book a gravestone
A old library a graveyard
A house of souls
10. Bright Stars, I reach out
To try to catch greatness
I die trying to
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Bath it in gasoline
I don't want to see it again.
I want to forget.
Forget it all.
Burn it down.
Let my Zippo lead the beat
Let my Zippo lead the heat
Fuck you, me and everyone
Jump around the mess
Like brainfucked monkeys
That we already are.
Let my Zippo lead the beat.
Let my Zippo lead the heat.
Let the flames touch the sky
Let everyone know about
My pretentious little life
Fill me up with gasoline
I'm ready to jump in.
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I can't let it go.
It is what I called
My sense in life.
The thing I live for.
The thing which prevented me
From jumping into the dark pit
Forever.
This purpose
Is now a rope
Binding myself into place
Shooing me to
"that's how it always has been"
This tool I used
Became a torturing device
I'll lay it down for a while
Until the tool
Helps me again.
There's no need in abandonment
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Sing to a song
As bad as you can sound
Forget about shame
Sing it out loud
Set yourself free
There's just this
Moment to be
Paint and write and dance and sing
Free from self judgement
Do your worst
While having fun
This can never
Be undone
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Dream of a magical and surreal world.
Sunset,
Sergey Kuznetsov
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