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Melissa_Holland
Melissa_Holland
21/F/Ireland Started writing poetry when I was a young teenager, have occasionally continued it over the years. However now, I am taking it more seriously and aim to improve. Any feedback is appreciated.
Do I wish to think? To dream the unimaginable. The mind of a viper; Ambitious swipe towards intent. Yet, its possessed fangs drip, Such venom. A gradual drip would Destroy the work. “What work?” I hear you ask. “Exactly” I whisper. There is none to behold. With all my gall And flapping gums, such spittle Did not exist. I crave to bite the apple of my existence… Lingering doubt, lingering hope. Can I foresee the future? Can I not think? Sigh To exist with intent…
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Apr 7, 2019
Apr 7, 2019 at 12:18 PM UTC
Exist with Intent
I wandered lonely as a cloud That floats on high o’er vales and hills, When all at once I saw a crowd, A host, of golden daffodils; Beside the lake, beneath the trees, Fluttering and dancing in the breeze. Continuous as the stars that shine And twinkle on the milky way, They stretched in never-ending line Along the margin of a bay: Ten thousand saw I at a glance, Tossing their heads in sprightly dance. The waves beside them danced, but they Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee; A poet could not be but gay, In such a jocund company! I gazed—and gazed—but little thought What wealth the show to me had brought: For oft, when on my couch I lie In vacant or in pensive mood, They flash upon that inward eye Which is the bliss of solitude; And then my heart with pleasure fills, And dances with the daffodils.
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Apr 2, 2019
Apr 2, 2019 at 6:53 PM UTC
I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud
I am broken I've finally snapped What was holding me together Is almost gone Though I thought it may stick forever I am broken I feel the pain My past thoughts have become vain The way I feel, is considered Inconsiderate The way I act, is that of a broken man This was not my plan To be in agony I don't want to deal with it angrily I feel trapped by the gravity In this hell ridden galaxy I start to see the vanity Of this reality My anger and insanity My depression and my humanity It's all been revealed I may never be healed I am broken My words are now outspoken.
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 11:31 AM UTC
Broken
A wish upon a star, That does not exist Only in my head, I will persist. A night after day, I gaze at the sky. At my wish upon a star, A star sparkling so high. I may have my doubts, still At least I will hope. That my wish will one day come true But for now, I will cope.
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Mar 30, 2019
Mar 30, 2019 at 12:29 AM UTC
A Wish Upon A Star
I sought comfort in the arms of strangers and suddenly became a stranger to myself.
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Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 11:04 AM UTC
Stranger
The water edge laps at my feet. I cannot imagine the depth of its reach, Nor can I fathom the whole body ****** out before the horizon. There is something alluring about the freshness of it all. Caress against my thighs, the wetness Wrapping around my limbs. Let me mingle, With your murky waters... May I touch your bed? Coarse at first until I mold it into my desire. The airy hole keeps me afloat. Please be patient, for my lack of it is withholding me. Benign ache lingers, that needs to dissolve... Seeking only the shallow end for now, where the warmth can never leave. I may drown if I go further... A chance of worth do you see?
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Feb 26, 2019
Feb 26, 2019 at 10:17 AM UTC
Murky Water