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I'll write as many love poems as I want,
But the one person they're for,
Will never read them.
Maybe one day, just not today.
We now have
An army of
Poets with single
Sentences and I
Only need 290
More poets' sentences.
This is going great guys! Thank you for all of your support.
If you would like to participate, write up a line for the poem and email it to me at hardisonabbott@gmail.com. Make sure to include your name or pen name in the email that way I can credit you. I will arrange the lines in a way that makes sense to read.
You may upload more than one line, though I cannot ensure you I will be able to use all of what you submit, I will always use at least one of your submissions.
Please repost and/or share this with anyone you think would enjoy participating in this. I'd appreciate the help spreading the word.
Thanks everybody! :)
War torn Palestine bleeds
Hopes shattered in rubble pile
Peace and love
So far away.
Palestine 🇵🇸
if you spend too much time inside your head
you will never get
to experience
the beauty of this world.
this world is right here
may as well use it
 Dec 2024 Khadi Alza
poetic mf
So scared all my life

Anger turned into an art

Don't have to fly kick

To fly again
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 Dec 2024 Khadi Alza
Emma
In the gray it dwells,
shades of sorrow, hues of joy,
eyes paint what they feel.

Between dark and light,
truth bends to our weary hearts,
colors shift with moods.

A storm clouds the mind,
turning clear skies into ash,
world shaped by our fears.

Yet hope’s golden glow,
softens shadows, clears the haze,
brightens all we see.

Feelings weave the veil,
through which life unfolds its face,
mine lies in between.
Sometimes I don't feel or see colour's rather shades of in-between black and white.
 Dec 2024 Khadi Alza
Thirty Nine
Its not love
Its abuse
Open your eyes
To see the truth
Oil and water shouldn't go together, just like love and abuse
 Dec 2024 Khadi Alza
Thirty Nine
I don't want to mend my relationship with you
I want to let it bleed
So that everyone can see what you did to me
Will  you love me
Until my fingers twist like gnarly tree branches
And my hair turns winter white like a cold Arizona morning
When my back is stooped and my blue eyes have a milky haze
When my voice is no longer clear
And I forget your name dear
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