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What is Helium

About me - Just another writer

A strange and vague concept
this thing we call "self"
Does it really exist?
and if so, where?

No other person on this Earth
sees us as we see our "selves"
To everyone else
we are a conglomeration
of visualisations, responses
to their own experiences of life
pieced

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Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Music: 1 of 156
The Composer... An intricate arrangement composed of the highest of high notes and lowest of lows with a melody loosely entangled to mingle and frolic where tempos transpose A symphonic emphatic exquisitely off beat concoction of instrumentation casually harmonized frequently improvised randomly altered by pure inspiration T... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Nonsense: 2 of 140
I had a thought and quickly wrote the thought down in a little note addressed to me so I would see the note with thought I wrote to me but when I looked I couldn't find the note I wrote with thought from mind that I had quickly written down so I began to frown and frown because I knew the thought would be a thought that I wo... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Being overwhelmed: 2 of 138
Just another day... Didn't get much sleep last night but that's normal these days I think I remember someone saying sleep's overrated anyways No big deal... Rolled out of bed just as the phone started to ring probably just a pushy telemarketer trying to sell me something but it could have been you so I hurried just in case t... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Never give up: 2 of 110
Don't do it... I am the beast of neverness and if you sell your soul to me I'll never let you truly be all you'd love to be I'll take your dreams and bury them under crushing piles of doubt and have you honestly believe you're better off without Your payment will be compromise in everything you do For trading me your best I'... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Fire: 2 of 100
Beware the dormant flame... This desolate and frozen ground once knew an all consuming fire sparked by innocent romance then fueled by untamed raw desire A dormant flame lit by mistake breathed the air of freedom's realm Warming up to passion's call it burned with no one at the helm Licking, lapping, breaking out yet firmly ... More..
Celebrations & Holidays > Mother's Day & Father's Day Bad Father's Day gift ideas: 1 of 45
Is there really such a thing as an inherently "bad" Father's Day gift? Every dad is different, and what might be considered a poor choice of gift for some will be just right for others. It is the amount of thought and care that has gone into choosing dad's gift that determines whether or not it will be well received and appr... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Race: 1 of 40
Human-kind... I belong to a race called Human Where we came from, nobody knows But someday when we all learn to get along as one race, we'll find out I suppose Our planet is an exquisite beauty A precious gem set in the fabric of space And we have oh so much to thank her for in providing a home for our race We are a varied a... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: A gentle touch: 5 of 199
Delicate as morning dew on fresh new buds in spring her caring hands react on cue in their delivering of endless love and nurturing of guidance great and small of tireless encouragement and kindness most of all They shape and mold so tenderly with patient tolerance impart their wisdom openly from life experience Instinctivel... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Perfection: 1 of 39
Nobody's perfect... If you're looking for perfection please don't look my way I'd let you down again and again with faults I may display You see I have a tendency to make mistakes at times My less than perfect history knows plenty of those crimes But there's no need to pity me or try to make me fit in a place I cannot fill w... More..
Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Sensuality: 1 of 38
You slide across my skin like silk as pure and fresh as mothers milk with scents to trigger memories of summer blooms on autumns breeze I close my eyes as you begin to let me soak your wisdom in all senses taken far beyond the limits of their earthly bond We stand bare in this stream of life and wash away all signs of strife... More..