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orlando-ortega
Hey everyone, my name is Orlando, and for the longest time all I ever really did was write stories. It was medium, my niche, my love. Poetry is something I always enjoyed but never thought I had the skill to do. So here I am now, taking a stab at it and hoping I'm not worse than awful. I will try to write in different styles while I'm here, and take cues from the poems you guys post here, so that I can better my craft. Please please please critique my work! I enjoy it and it's the only way I'll get better. I look forward to this world of poetry I now share with all of you
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Our bodies, little universes colliding and revolving around one another in the only cycle we have ever known And I... I have been a destroyer, crashing into the stars of others with reckless abandon, erasing pieces of them while leaving fragments of myself embedded within their hearts, black holes that slowly devoured everything in sight. I was always searching, always seeking an emptiness that could fill my emptiness. It is fitting, then, that I am dying now, from an entropic illness I never conceived of. A simple, single moment is all it was, where I caught the gaze of another universe, one moment that sparked fire between us not unlike the inferno of our big bang birth. I was lost to infinity, to oblivion. But I do not mind. Because she and I are merging now, our galaxies and planets and stars rejoicing, becoming part of something bigger than ourselves. I am becoming one with another. We are becoming whole.
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Apr 20, 2016
Apr 20, 2016 at 11:04 PM UTC
Star stuff
Our bodies, little universes colliding and revolving around one another in the only cycle we have ever known And I... I have been a destroyer, crashing into the stars of others with reckless abandon, erasing pieces of them while leaving fragments of myself embedded within their hearts, black holes that slowly devoured everything in sight. I was always searching, always seeking an emptiness that could fill my emptiness. It is fitting, then, that I am dying now, from an entropic illness I never conceived of. A simple, single moment is all it was, where I caught the gaze of another universe, one moment that sparked fire between us not unlike the inferno of our big bang birth. I was lost to infinity, to oblivion. But I do not mind. Because she and I are merging now, our galaxies and planets and stars rejoicing, becoming part of something bigger than ourselves. I am becoming one with another. We are becoming whole.
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I loved her once, right? She was my sun, my universe in a constant state of rebirth Marvelously violent was my passion, and her love a serene light Perfect we were once But I now question its worth Her love for me grows with each day, And my own for her becomes ever shrouded in darkness Slipping slowly, quietly away Into an abyss from where nothing returns I grieve Because one day nothing will be left of her heart, nothing but a beautiful mess And I don't know how to stop myself from snuffing out her light
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Apr 19, 2016
Apr 19, 2016 at 6:53 AM UTC
Slipping
I loved her once, right? She was my sun, my universe in a constant state of rebirth Marvelously violent was my passion, and her love a serene light Perfect we were once But I now question its worth Her love for me grows with each day, And my own for her becomes ever shrouded in darkness Slipping slowly, quietly away Into an abyss from where nothing returns I grieve Because one day nothing will be left of her heart, nothing but a beautiful mess And I don't know how to stop myself from snuffing out her light
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