On The Ferry

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We were eying each other during the whole ride. At the end of it, he finally approached me and started talking to me. It was very smooth. It flowed naturally. He thought I was a work of art. A painting. With my make up, the strokes of my hair. I admitted he’s handsome.

I asked him why did he take so long to approach me. Why didn’t he talk to me on the Ferry.

He said I was standing against the wall. Phone plugged, charging. He said I didn’t have any escape route in case I decided that I didn’t want to talk to him anymore. I couldn’t go up nor down. I could only jump off the boat into the water. Which, he chuckled as he said, he hopes he is not that bad.

I asked him who would ever want to escape from him.

I asked him what were his plans for the night. He said he’s trying to take me home. I thought it a joke. But he said it without a doubt. And I didn’t hesitate not one bit. But my friend was waiting. Her and I had no plans, but she was waiting.

I should’ve asked him to come with me.

I should’ve let him take me home. I need alone time with him.

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Conversations For Me (unfinished piece)

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Does it bother you that people don’t care what’s inside your mind?
That after they’ve exhausted their opinions
You have choices.
To share yours that settle like dust on an untended table
Or sit in silence like ignorance swimming through cold city chaos

How do you feel knowing that when they ask a question
Start a conversation
It’s a trick for you treat them by opening the door
Their words and opinions flooding in your basket, careless of yours?

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Hey everyone!

Sircharles here! This poem is an unfinished piece. It does not feel ready to me. I don’t usually do this (I’ve actually never done this before) but I wanted to ask for some help in completing this piece. How do you think I should continue with it? How would you continue with it? Any specific edits that you would make to it? Or do you think the poem is complete and good as is? The poem is about someone initiating a conversation with you (especially by asking you a question) but honestly they just want you to start talking so they’d have an excuse to share what is on their mind—they do not care about what you have to say.

Please let me know your thoughts. Thank you!

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Indie Girl (Video)

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Hello all,

I’ve put together a YouTube Video for one of my favorite poems titled: Indie Girl. You can watch the video by clicking on the image above or by clicking here.

If you would like to read the poem, you could do so by clicking here, or by clicking on the link below.

https://sircharlesthepoet.wordpress.com/2021/12/17/indie-girl/

Indie Girl is a poem about my strong liking for girls who are very out of ordinary, which for the most part ends up being ladies who do not like me back, haha! Enjoy and let me know what you think please!

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Carry On

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Mama,
Help.
Please.

Get up.
I need you.
I can’t do it anymore.

Mama,
Come back to life.
I’m trapped in living’s strife.

Where are you?
I want to get to know
Your eyes.

Mama,
It’s not fair

Why do you get to move on?
But I’m stuck, here, failing to stay strong?

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gods of deceit

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the truth in my writing is so sudden
the lie in my smile is so golden

the sun gives the paper a sniff of its blessings
illuminating writers as gods; wizards of words.

the words are not exactly
the letters are not really
the sentences are not certainly
what is being said.

scriptures glowing like gold on old parchment
with the wave of letters wiping the sermons out
of your consciousness and infusing it with spells

I’m a wizard. These words of god.

don’t trust our smile.
pain is a stain throughout our writing.
turning beauty into a thrilling madness;
extract aesthetic out of the destructions.

you’ll be moved;
you will need our suffering and stumbling.
all this gold in my smile

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The Canyon

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Montana.

the mountains watch from the edge of a journey
like religious statues waiting on
repeated praise and reminders from a lesser being

every morning it swallows us to an anxious path
through the shadows and silence
of its sometimes catastrophic, mesmerizing heaven

there’s no rescue because it’s only you amongst the intensity
held in a cold and suspenseful air
forcing you to face yourself, along with your failed intentions

the scenes repeat until they choose to reveal a destination
navigating between the footstools of entities
proceed with diligence until your arrival to a revelation

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As You Look, Imagine (YouTube Video)

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Hello all!

I’ve posted a video of myself reading and presenting one of the recent poems that I published on this blog, As You Look, Imagine. You can view the live-reading video by clicking here or by clicking on the picture/YouTube link above. It would mean a lot to me if you could watch the video, and also tell me what you think! There’s also a direct link to the video below:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1citm-A82-o&t=1s

I also would like to give a shout-out to Tony Single for suggesting that I make the live-reading video of As You Look, Imagine. Be sure to pay a visit to his page for some interesting and creative content by clicking here or by clicking on the link below!

https://crumblecult.com/

I also wanted to take this opportunity to say if I ever post a poem on this blog and you would like to see a live reading of it, please do let me know!! I read and respond to all of my comments, and take even the slightest suggestions into strong consideration (this is an example)! I have very daring goals for my art and my writing–plus, the plan is to take all of you with me as I go there. Without all of you, none of this is possible! So please let me know what you want. I am listening and I am creating. I am taking requests too! I love you all! ❤

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Tether

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Let life be a wind
Decisive. Indecisive
Experiences multiply
Another, before the former coasts by

Hindsight touched
by God. Distinct similarity
masked to the present
Liberty in the assurance of what’s to come.

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Pet of Royalty

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what hangs in the air if the new age is combustion and lack of satisfaction?
everyone takes a piece of me, so i’m left with incoherent parts for the journey

Catastrophe is a normal part of life but did you forget
the times you used to be worshipped? brush shoulders
with royals. no matter how low you stoop, they still
hang prayers in the air; chandeliers in the atmosphere

a Pet of the higher kingdom chained in these polluted
mortal intersections crossing life with death. surprised
by reality—a lit face dimming of its expectations

did you forget?
it’s been a long journey.

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You Look Like A Slave (Video)

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“You Look Like A Slave” is a poem about a biracial couple in a toxic relationship. The woman is being controlled by the man and she cannot find it in herself the will to get out of the relationship.

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