ElenaRossi - Hello Poetry

I need someone creative, (although all of you are) The truth is, I've been trying to publsih a book. I started working on it this summer. Long story made short: It's been an amazing journey with more crash outs than I would like to admit. I'm really excited because I am sooooo close to publishing it. But the thing that I am most intrigued about is this phrase: 12 Grey Tears Try Life. Kinda wierd huh? I somehow came across this acrostic while I was editing some poems. For all my creative wrtiters, here's your prompt. I would love to read your thoughts on its meaning, the background story, or something that it reminds you of.

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Dec 15, 2025

Dec 15, 2025 at 12:07 AM UTC

Not a poem but you might be interested

I need someone creative, (although all of you are) The truth is, I've been trying to publsih a book. I started working on it this summer. Long story made short: It's been an amazing journey with more crash outs than I would like to admit. I'm really excited because I am sooooo close to publishing it. But the thing that I am most intrigued about is this phrase: 12 Grey Tears Try Life. Kinda wierd huh? I somehow came across this acrostic while I was editing some poems. For all my creative wrtiters, here's your prompt. I would love to read your thoughts on its meaning, the background story, or something that it reminds you of.

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When I feel too little, Like I'm not enough. I remember that bitter, Taste of love. When I feel too tired, Like I've been drained. I remember the fire, Of those better days. Worthy or unworthy Of being healthy and well. Who cares? I'm alive, As any fool can tell. Yet, Why am I quite lucky, In an unlucky world? And I still complain, Am I that immature?

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Nov 11, 2025

Nov 11, 2025 at 1:12 AM UTC

When

When I feel too little, Like I'm not enough. I remember that bitter, Taste of love. When I feel too tired, Like I've been drained. I remember the fire, Of those better days. Worthy or unworthy Of being healthy and well. Who cares? I'm alive, As any fool can tell. Yet, Why am I quite lucky, In an unlucky world? And I still complain, Am I that immature?

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When I forget to write, I forget myself. When I forget myself, I forget how to breathe. When I forget how to breathe I concentrate on remembering how to breathe. Trying to remember how to breathe, Makes me forget to write. But what's the correct order? Where is the problem?

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Nov 11, 2025

Nov 11, 2025 at 12:53 AM UTC

f o r g o t t o live.

When I forget to write, I forget myself. When I forget myself, I forget how to breathe. When I forget how to breathe I concentrate on remembering how to breathe. Trying to remember how to breathe, Makes me forget to write. But what's the correct order? Where is the problem?

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I have written some good poems but haven't published them. Perhaps they're not good? I can't be saying something that someone else hasn't already said. But it's the intention that counts, right? Honestly, the same topics, same fights. I guess I forgot that's why I write. Look! I even accidentally started to rhyme. Here are some poems that stayed out of sight, Well, at least until tonight:

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Nov 11, 2025

Nov 11, 2025 at 12:51 AM UTC

When did I last publish?

I have written some good poems but haven't published them. Perhaps they're not good? I can't be saying something that someone else hasn't already said. But it's the intention that counts, right? Honestly, the same topics, same fights. I guess I forgot that's why I write. Look! I even accidentally started to rhyme. Here are some poems that stayed out of sight, Well, at least until tonight:

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Tan solo por una frontera Y ser de piel morena. No podrás ver el ultimo sol De tu querida vieja. You can't cross still, For your back is wet. But you're mother is ill, With her you're in debt. A tu madre Le cuentan los días, Pero serias capaz De dejar a tus crias? Tan solo dejaste a tu madre Por amor a tus hijas. Tan solo las dejaras Por amor a tu madre. A lump in your throat, As you try to decide. How will you cope With this new life? Malditos papeles. That we shouldn't need Malditos cárteles. That are full of greed. Malditos los malditos Que no son coherentes. Tan solo, tan solo, tan solo, Quiero estar con mi gente.

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Sep 21, 2025

Sep 21, 2025 at 11:23 AM UTC

Tan solo

Tan solo por una frontera Y ser de piel morena. No podrás ver el ultimo sol De tu querida vieja. You can't cross still, For your back is wet. But you're mother is ill, With her you're in debt. A tu madre Le cuentan los días, Pero serias capaz De dejar a tus crias? Tan solo dejaste a tu madre Por amor a tus hijas. Tan solo las dejaras Por amor a tu madre. A lump in your throat, As you try to decide. How will you cope With this new life? Malditos papeles. That we shouldn't need Malditos cárteles. That are full of greed. Malditos los malditos Que no son coherentes. Tan solo, tan solo, tan solo, Quiero estar con mi gente.

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I think too much But I’m not distressed. Thinking is a poet’s touch, So don’t take away my mess.

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Sep 16, 2025

Sep 16, 2025 at 11:10 PM UTC

What only you understand

I think too much But I’m not distressed. Thinking is a poet’s touch, So don’t take away my mess.

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Cold and dark is the night. But warmth of heart You can find. Dark gives light a reson to shine. Winter gives summer a reason to thrive. Despair told faith to keep singing its line. Death told life to value her time. If pain didn't yell, The world would be hell. Happiness would be reduced To just doing fine.

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Sep 3, 2025

Sep 3, 2025 at 12:45 AM UTC

Giving value.

Cold and dark is the night. But warmth of heart You can find. Dark gives light a reson to shine. Winter gives summer a reason to thrive. Despair told faith to keep singing its line. Death told life to value her time. If pain didn't yell, The world would be hell. Happiness would be reduced To just doing fine.

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Not all who WANDER are lost. Not all who smile are sane. All that are happy feel pain Life isn’t about waiting For the storm to pass. It’s learning to dance in the rain.

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Aug 31, 2025

Aug 31, 2025 at 2:06 AM UTC

Compass

Not all who WANDER are lost. Not all who smile are sane. All that are happy feel pain Life isn’t about waiting For the storm to pass. It’s learning to dance in the rain.

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Perhaps I can't be happy all the time. Even when everything around me is fine.

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Aug 28, 2025

Aug 28, 2025 at 8:22 PM UTC

One of those days

Perhaps I can't be happy all the time. Even when everything around me is fine.

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When you know you know. You know? When the world is upside down But you have peace of mind. When the world seems to be fine But you've had better times. When you know you know. Don't you know? When a lie is the truth You never hear it. But when a truth is a lie You might just feel it. You know when you know. Like summer from snow. When life is a loop of grey, Color never finds its way. But when life decides to smile, It stays just for a while. Doubt shall knock your door. Many times and many more. And as you live, you will know. Answer the doubt who won't go. Oh but if you don't live, You might as well never know.

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Aug 26, 2025

Aug 26, 2025 at 11:44 PM UTC

Know only when you know.

When you know you know. You know? When the world is upside down But you have peace of mind. When the world seems to be fine But you've had better times. When you know you know. Don't you know? When a lie is the truth You never hear it. But when a truth is a lie You might just feel it. You know when you know. Like summer from snow. When life is a loop of grey, Color never finds its way. But when life decides to smile, It stays just for a while. Doubt shall knock your door. Many times and many more. And as you live, you will know. Answer the doubt who won't go. Oh but if you don't live, You might as well never know.

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