Another collaboration in poetry since Petals by
dante31
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Is there anyone out there who can find me
Rhetorical
My face screams anguish and deject
Wishing I could trade my life for a crown
Drifting out of existence
A sailor knocked out of course without no compass
Following the stars to oblivion
Life seems like a curse
A blur
A mirror image
Faced with myself in an endless conversation
I need someone to find me
josediccus
We are citizens of no city,
threading thresholds of impunity
We are on no compass with no recompense
vanquished and scrubbed away from the surface of the sun.
lost like memories in a casket
We're water dripping off the basket,
fishes off the harpoon.
like the light off the sweet moon
lost like a seaman in a claustrophobic island
dante31
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Searching for a place in a world that seems like a virtual reality.
Thoughts of loneliness crashes into my mind
Sometimes it just falls into orbit like a satellite.
I'm stuck with this Saturn's ring.
Hello! A sound I can’t comprehend.
It reaches out but I’m not home
Hello! I cried but no one can hear me.
Thoughts
Do you think we will fall when we reach the horizon?
I snapped back into consciousness.
My doomed reality.
Buried in a lost wind till we are unearth.
josediccus
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In a circle of ripples it was like a whirl,
a conundrum where no man reaches desperately into unknown lands
searching for spaces inside a dungeons darkened,
but yet lights failed to flicker,
Ebbing into nonentity where nothing seems nothing
but only the echoes of my breath and the thumping of my heart against hardened floors in endless abyss.
I'm lost never to be seen by sweet faces and the beautiful smiles of the sunshine
I'm lost at priceless cost, in particles of dust,
One upward thrust towards freedom,
and the world become zombified, without shape.
I'm wandering quick sands and quagmires
through flames and fiery fire
never to exist in the minds of men
like a memory faded like a flagon Of ale
dante31
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The peace of death is a soothing relief
Fresh like menthol's breath
Out here in a world with no bread
Saying goodbye to this cruel world is the most logical thought
Hilarious
A wanted man will die remembered
The demise of the unbanked is volatile
Like it never existed
Memories of bad days becomes the best
Years of relevance becomes nothingness
The way home is a treasure hunt
A lost city buried in its vomit
Freedom is a far cry
Like the souls in purgatory
Hope lies in prayers to be rediscovered
A steemit original poem written by 
