Messy. Broken. Lost in this world. There is nothing left here for me. Nothing here left for us. We need to move on. We need to change something. Maybe we need to change everything. Can you hear me? Are you even listening. We have to go now. Good-bye.
Shay
unsure. lack of self confidence. what if i’m wrong about what this word means…? people will think i’m an idiot if i start ranting about the completely wrong thing. is it actually better to say nothing at all? or is that just lack of courage?
the brass vase was tanished and lookd very old. I sat in the chair next to the table it was perched upon. I stared deeply at my reflection. The world looked so much more fun in the make believe brass world I created in my mind. In my brass world I wasn’t plain old Emily Smith. I was a radiant princess hopelessly loved by a handsome prince that would come to rescue me from my brass tower.
The scale that she stood on was tarnished. She dangled from the side, trying to right herself on the platform.
“Why are you doing this to me?” She screamed, but no words came out, only moths.
Rosana
All gold plated are tarnishing day by day. I have to order a new plate which do not tarnish so easily.
Prabhjot Singh
The silver spoon lay quietly in the draw. I stared at it, not quite knowing what to do. Alone it sat reminding me of Christmas dinners with the family.
The house was empty now. No laughter or smiles, no family, just faded silverware from many family dinners.
Josh Howard
I figured out what it means, woo. So I hope I don`t accidentally tarnish anything that I own. That would be quite sad. I mean, who wants to tarnish clothing? Or your life, for example. Don`t ask me how you can tarnish your life. I just think you can. There you go.
Coleen
I have no idea what this word means. I like how it sounds, though. I’ve heard this SOMEWHERE, I know. But I just haven’t really thought about it. Boo. Wish I had, haha. So anyways, tarnished. Tar… nished. Hmm. I have to go look it up.
So old and useless
Tarnished from so much abuse
With no type of appreciation
To this day, when things
Maybe, might have mattered
Instead they’re torn
Completely shattered
What would you have rather?
When it’s completely
Just the same dumb pattern
tarnished is what i feel when i go home. my soul is tarnished from my childhood. everything around me is tarnished from my negative experiences. the world is tarnished because it is evil.
tammi hartley
You know, I hope that some time in the future, I can have tarnished memories. Memories that just mean a lot to me, memories that are special. Honestly, a person could just throw away a tarnished brass candle stick. Usually, people keep them, because they are important. I want those special, important memories.
tarnished. that feeling i have like all my friendships are dead and gone? the abandoned feeling i have sitting at my computer for the third straight day without plans? i know that feeling.
Madeleine
The ring on my bedside table was tarnished, worn with time and life and love. I missed the way it felt on my left ring finger, the white line it left being a constant reminder about how much I needed love back in my life. Andrew had died, and it was time to move on.
It’s never fun to have your name tarnished. It’s kind of like someone stepping on your foot with steel toe’d boots and so forth. It’s not all that fun. I’d have to equate it to getting raped by a gila monster.
my mouth is a set of rusted train tracks
i have melted sensitive to enough wild eyes and broken sights
that there is nothing but fear to be pressed into flesh
can you tell me the dreams i have dreamt are impossible?
lost with the last state of impermanence allowed, i soldier on-unremarkable.
the silver was tarnished. so little time before the guests arrived. where is the polish? what about… hmmm. vinegar? will that work. where’s the polish.
time ticks away, dinner is getting closer. the hell with the silver polish. now my evening feels tarnished. another one of those time wasters. why did i procrastinate? why didn’t i polish the silver yesterday. i knew i was going to use it.
story of my life. not moving forward. laziness? i don’t know. somehow i’ve tarnished my life. how can i polish it out? what is going to make my soul bright and clean again? pristine, like the day i was born. obviously not a christian… believeing we’re born tarnished. no, that comes later.
Catherine
I don’t know what is it. So just change me the word and I will write marvelous things. I promise. I feel like I’m tarnished, you know? Let me just give it a meaning.
MP
The thought of starting over again was to much, I have gone thru hell these last
couple of days and feel my law degree is tarnished so bad that no one will ever
Want me to represent them at all.
Linda Berryman
The silverware is tarnished. Who cares? No-one ever uses silverware anymore anyway. Regular old flatware for this girl. I guess the silverware will remain tarnished. Unless, of course, someone wants to polish it.
Maureen
the right you had was tarnished. a right that you gave away with no thought to your future its what you get …
angela
my image is tarnished vanished. i have no idea why i am misunderstood and just like a disappearing act. My image and all gone through a wall tarnished and varnished I am to all. Everything is undervalued as am I.
Phil
she rips the shadow from me, i am the sum of what she left of me; the tarnished filings of cloth on brass. i am the yearning, i am the yearning for more. i am the sum of human experience, been and done all before. i dont want to escape it. i want to be tarnished;
envelope and revel in it, feed on it, scream at it. believe in it, i want the heat of it to crush me, to floor it and rush me. she rips the shadow from me, and i want her to teeth to grind it, the tarnished filings of cloth on brass, yearning, yearning, she is the sum of my experience
the freedoms of my choice, the agency; to do, to be done over and over.
Break me like a copper pot fallen from my hands,
with the oxygen of life
grasping at its lustre
as life breaks me, too
tarnished–
but having lived.
this word explains alot, it shows fault or that something, or someone has been affected by someone or something. Tarnished can be a drug addict or a bowl which got discoloured in the sun.
DEATH IS YOUR FUTURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
Profit
her reputation was completely tarnished. She watched as the computer screen stared back at her, blinking before that hot feeling started to build in her stomach. Her breathing quickened, and she felt her hands begin to sweat.
Louise
is a very strange word, it smells funny and tastes bad. apples are attracted to it because they are stupid. oranges like potato and when the tarnish is gone they commit suicide.
Jessica
faceless looking inside myself, tarnished endings disappear into the seaside, gasping for reality, toasting glasses clink against the sandstorm of time as it passes each moment ripped out of the passage of time.
sis
Break me like a copper pot fallen from my hands,
with the oxygen of life
grasping at its lustre
as life breaks me, too
tarnished-
but having lived.
Geejay
The silverware was tarnished, but he didn’t mind. He enjoyed cleaning and polishing it, it gave him something useful to do. He liked being useful, there wasn’t a whole lot that he could do anymore, and he hated just sitting, sitting and waiting, waiting for someone else to take care of him. So he polished the silverware while she cooked and cleaned.
Alison Tatum
well i have no clue what this word means, but it makes me think of my friend TARINI, because the first few letters sort of look like her name… then it makes me think she is being locked in a shed…. so really it’s an odd word that probably has an even odder meaning… :)
alena
we all look around all our lives for treasure under the sea. we look constantly. we hope to not only find it but to find it before its tarnished, useless.
Maryann
He found a tarnished, brass nob from her grandmother’s dresser on the floor. It looked like someone had tried to break in and tore it off instead. What was in that dresser that was so important? Something didn’t feel right.
Faith
the word it hurts the hole it disintegrates in your chest you hold your heart hoping the pain will stop this is your tarnished soul its pain reflects your life hold on to what you have left
the old silver locket had turned a sea-green, tarnished and sure to stain skin with its putrid discoloring. but still, she turned it in her wrinkled hands – knowing of pain and still remembering the feel of a lover beneath their palms — and with shaking fingers pried open the tightly sealed thing to look down at the torn picture of her long-gone husband, the only piece of him she could still hold.
brass cupcakes falling gracefully down the mountainside, frolicking under the
deep canopy of the ever growing forest. Constantly recovering from the many
battles that have taken place over the many years. Thanks to her, we survive.
Andrew B
I tarnished the relationship between me and this guy that i liked by not being clingy enough. its a good thing he turned out to be a duce bag so i really dont have to worry about him anymore and i can move on to bigger and better things.
asdfasdf
Faded, rusted grey. Skies opaque and empty. Desolate like Autumn wind. Leaves changing and falling. Falling. Falling in no direction. Just letting the gravity pull them in any way they fall.
Jess
The gravy boat was sterling silver, well how sterling it was these days was up for discussion but it was silver none the less. It had been her mothers, she pulled it out for Thanksgiving and kept it hid away the rest of the time. She felt guilty she’d let it get this tarnished. What would her mother think?
Messy. Broken. Lost in this world. There is nothing left here for me. Nothing here left for us. We need to move on. We need to change something. Maybe we need to change everything. Can you hear me? Are you even listening. We have to go now. Good-bye.
unsure. lack of self confidence. what if i’m wrong about what this word means…? people will think i’m an idiot if i start ranting about the completely wrong thing. is it actually better to say nothing at all? or is that just lack of courage?
the brass vase was tanished and lookd very old. I sat in the chair next to the table it was perched upon. I stared deeply at my reflection. The world looked so much more fun in the make believe brass world I created in my mind. In my brass world I wasn’t plain old Emily Smith. I was a radiant princess hopelessly loved by a handsome prince that would come to rescue me from my brass tower.
The scale that she stood on was tarnished. She dangled from the side, trying to right herself on the platform.
“Why are you doing this to me?” She screamed, but no words came out, only moths.
All gold plated are tarnishing day by day. I have to order a new plate which do not tarnish so easily.
The silver spoon lay quietly in the draw. I stared at it, not quite knowing what to do. Alone it sat reminding me of Christmas dinners with the family.
The house was empty now. No laughter or smiles, no family, just faded silverware from many family dinners.
I figured out what it means, woo. So I hope I don`t accidentally tarnish anything that I own. That would be quite sad. I mean, who wants to tarnish clothing? Or your life, for example. Don`t ask me how you can tarnish your life. I just think you can. There you go.
I have no idea what this word means. I like how it sounds, though. I’ve heard this SOMEWHERE, I know. But I just haven’t really thought about it. Boo. Wish I had, haha. So anyways, tarnished. Tar… nished. Hmm. I have to go look it up.
silver;; dirty;; clean;; OCD;; hoarder;; yuk;; TLC;; love;; weddings;; white gold;; dimonds;; bands.
So old and useless
Tarnished from so much abuse
With no type of appreciation
To this day, when things
Maybe, might have mattered
Instead they’re torn
Completely shattered
What would you have rather?
When it’s completely
Just the same dumb pattern
tarnished is what i feel when i go home. my soul is tarnished from my childhood. everything around me is tarnished from my negative experiences. the world is tarnished because it is evil.
You know, I hope that some time in the future, I can have tarnished memories. Memories that just mean a lot to me, memories that are special. Honestly, a person could just throw away a tarnished brass candle stick. Usually, people keep them, because they are important. I want those special, important memories.
tarnished. that feeling i have like all my friendships are dead and gone? the abandoned feeling i have sitting at my computer for the third straight day without plans? i know that feeling.
The ring on my bedside table was tarnished, worn with time and life and love. I missed the way it felt on my left ring finger, the white line it left being a constant reminder about how much I needed love back in my life. Andrew had died, and it was time to move on.
It’s never fun to have your name tarnished. It’s kind of like someone stepping on your foot with steel toe’d boots and so forth. It’s not all that fun. I’d have to equate it to getting raped by a gila monster.
my mouth is a set of rusted train tracks
i have melted sensitive to enough wild eyes and broken sights
that there is nothing but fear to be pressed into flesh
can you tell me the dreams i have dreamt are impossible?
lost with the last state of impermanence allowed, i soldier on-unremarkable.
the silver was tarnished. so little time before the guests arrived. where is the polish? what about… hmmm. vinegar? will that work. where’s the polish.
time ticks away, dinner is getting closer. the hell with the silver polish. now my evening feels tarnished. another one of those time wasters. why did i procrastinate? why didn’t i polish the silver yesterday. i knew i was going to use it.
story of my life. not moving forward. laziness? i don’t know. somehow i’ve tarnished my life. how can i polish it out? what is going to make my soul bright and clean again? pristine, like the day i was born. obviously not a christian… believeing we’re born tarnished. no, that comes later.
I don’t know what is it. So just change me the word and I will write marvelous things. I promise. I feel like I’m tarnished, you know? Let me just give it a meaning.
The thought of starting over again was to much, I have gone thru hell these last
couple of days and feel my law degree is tarnished so bad that no one will ever
Want me to represent them at all.
The silverware is tarnished. Who cares? No-one ever uses silverware anymore anyway. Regular old flatware for this girl. I guess the silverware will remain tarnished. Unless, of course, someone wants to polish it.
the right you had was tarnished. a right that you gave away with no thought to your future its what you get …
my image is tarnished vanished. i have no idea why i am misunderstood and just like a disappearing act. My image and all gone through a wall tarnished and varnished I am to all. Everything is undervalued as am I.
she rips the shadow from me, i am the sum of what she left of me; the tarnished filings of cloth on brass. i am the yearning, i am the yearning for more. i am the sum of human experience, been and done all before. i dont want to escape it. i want to be tarnished;
envelope and revel in it, feed on it, scream at it. believe in it, i want the heat of it to crush me, to floor it and rush me. she rips the shadow from me, and i want her to teeth to grind it, the tarnished filings of cloth on brass, yearning, yearning, she is the sum of my experience
the freedoms of my choice, the agency; to do, to be done over and over.
Break me like a copper pot fallen from my hands,
with the oxygen of life
grasping at its lustre
as life breaks me, too
tarnished–
but having lived.
this word explains alot, it shows fault or that something, or someone has been affected by someone or something. Tarnished can be a drug addict or a bowl which got discoloured in the sun.
DEATH IS YOUR FUTURE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1
her reputation was completely tarnished. She watched as the computer screen stared back at her, blinking before that hot feeling started to build in her stomach. Her breathing quickened, and she felt her hands begin to sweat.
is a very strange word, it smells funny and tastes bad. apples are attracted to it because they are stupid. oranges like potato and when the tarnish is gone they commit suicide.
faceless looking inside myself, tarnished endings disappear into the seaside, gasping for reality, toasting glasses clink against the sandstorm of time as it passes each moment ripped out of the passage of time.
Break me like a copper pot fallen from my hands,
with the oxygen of life
grasping at its lustre
as life breaks me, too
tarnished-
but having lived.
The silverware was tarnished, but he didn’t mind. He enjoyed cleaning and polishing it, it gave him something useful to do. He liked being useful, there wasn’t a whole lot that he could do anymore, and he hated just sitting, sitting and waiting, waiting for someone else to take care of him. So he polished the silverware while she cooked and cleaned.
well i have no clue what this word means, but it makes me think of my friend TARINI, because the first few letters sort of look like her name… then it makes me think she is being locked in a shed…. so really it’s an odd word that probably has an even odder meaning… :)
we all look around all our lives for treasure under the sea. we look constantly. we hope to not only find it but to find it before its tarnished, useless.
He found a tarnished, brass nob from her grandmother’s dresser on the floor. It looked like someone had tried to break in and tore it off instead. What was in that dresser that was so important? Something didn’t feel right.
the word it hurts the hole it disintegrates in your chest you hold your heart hoping the pain will stop this is your tarnished soul its pain reflects your life hold on to what you have left
the old silver locket had turned a sea-green, tarnished and sure to stain skin with its putrid discoloring. but still, she turned it in her wrinkled hands – knowing of pain and still remembering the feel of a lover beneath their palms — and with shaking fingers pried open the tightly sealed thing to look down at the torn picture of her long-gone husband, the only piece of him she could still hold.
brass cupcakes falling gracefully down the mountainside, frolicking under the
deep canopy of the ever growing forest. Constantly recovering from the many
battles that have taken place over the many years. Thanks to her, we survive.
I tarnished the relationship between me and this guy that i liked by not being clingy enough. its a good thing he turned out to be a duce bag so i really dont have to worry about him anymore and i can move on to bigger and better things.
Faded, rusted grey. Skies opaque and empty. Desolate like Autumn wind. Leaves changing and falling. Falling. Falling in no direction. Just letting the gravity pull them in any way they fall.
The gravy boat was sterling silver, well how sterling it was these days was up for discussion but it was silver none the less. It had been her mothers, she pulled it out for Thanksgiving and kept it hid away the rest of the time. She felt guilty she’d let it get this tarnished. What would her mother think?