anshita-mehrotra - Hello Poetry

For you, I would find a softer way to say, I love you.

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Mar 3, 2019

Mar 3, 2019 at 1:28 AM UTC

Eggshells

For you, I would find a softer way to say, I love you.

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a kiss, just one! like dog years, became seven at once!

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 12:17 PM UTC

one, two, seven

a kiss, just one! like dog years, became seven at once!

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I am sorry I hope you didnt misunderstand me Did these poems give you glee? My my, dear boy A poet doesnt need to love to write about love, This is how we breathe Dont, take it personally.

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 12:15 PM UTC

Oops

I am sorry I hope you didnt misunderstand me Did these poems give you glee? My my, dear boy A poet doesnt need to love to write about love, This is how we breathe Dont, take it personally.

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You look like the man I love, but you taste like guilt, regret, and sadness, my favorite concoction of all

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 12:04 PM UTC

Ill have one more of you, please

You look like the man I love, but you taste like guilt, regret, and sadness, my favorite concoction of all

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You knew I was a poet, before you knew my kiss You knew the way to become the ink in my pages, was to break my heart You knew to become this poem, you needed a fire to start. And so you did, And so you did. You pulled, the ***** trick.

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 12:01 PM UTC

***** tricks

You knew I was a poet, before you knew my kiss You knew the way to become the ink in my pages, was to break my heart You knew to become this poem, you needed a fire to start. And so you did, And so you did. You pulled, the ***** trick.

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I wake up groggy, grainy, confused with a taste of disdain on my tongue I tilt my head the only speck of magic is the sunlight bouncing off your brown hair my sadness watches you longingly I decide, it is enough to start the day.

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 11:57 AM UTC

always enough

I wake up groggy, grainy, confused with a taste of disdain on my tongue I tilt my head the only speck of magic is the sunlight bouncing off your brown hair my sadness watches you longingly I decide, it is enough to start the day.

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i could search for metaphors more words to describe this pain little haiku’s, saying i love you and yet i hate you in simple words, you cheated on me, and became the king of cowards when you cried to me, as if you had done nothing

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 11:55 AM UTC

cheater cheater

i could search for metaphors more words to describe this pain little haiku’s, saying i love you and yet i hate you in simple words, you cheated on me, and became the king of cowards when you cried to me, as if you had done nothing

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We are no longer strangers, I say, as I hold my own hand in comfort. We are friends, I say, as I weep away the past. We are home, I say, as I finally smile, I am home.

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 11:53 AM UTC

Hello, you

We are no longer strangers, I say, as I hold my own hand in comfort. We are friends, I say, as I weep away the past. We are home, I say, as I finally smile, I am home.

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We write about love, like it is here, like it is whispering to us. When most, who write about love, are writing love, instead of, loss, hurt, and anger.

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 8:33 AM UTC

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We write about love, like it is here, like it is whispering to us. When most, who write about love, are writing love, instead of, loss, hurt, and anger.

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You thank me, 6 months too late, but still early in my eyes and I want to thank you, for that.

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Feb 10, 2019

Feb 10, 2019 at 8:28 AM UTC

6 months later

You thank me, 6 months too late, but still early in my eyes and I want to thank you, for that.

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