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Petals soft and pink,
Thorns hidden beneath their bloom,
Love’s gentle warning.
 Jan 20 LL
Unpolished Ink
How many dreams,
how many wild and uncompleted schemes,
how many words
and the infant ghosts of poems I will never write
do I leave on my pillow at the end of every night
 Jan 19 LL
Noa
The last act of love I did
Was to let you go

-N.T.H
Gazes magnetically meet
Across the crowded room
A slight touch of hands as we
Pass through the hallway
I steal a kiss when
No one's around

P.s. no one can know
About a girl I hurt a lifetime ago...
 Jan 19 LL
Jeremy Betts
Five quick syllables
Then you plug in seven more
Five will wrap it up

©2025
My first ever haiku...or is this a senryu?

~ Haiku ~
An unrhymed verse form of Japanese origin having in English three lines containing usually five, seven, and five syllables respectively
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The word Haiku comes from the Japanese words hai (amusement) and ku (verse). It is a shortened version of the phrase haikai no ku, which translates to "light verse".
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Seven-petaled daisy,
Rare beauty graces my garden,
Will luck now find me?
A butterfly rests,  
On the giraffe's gentle hue,  
Grace in stillness found.
 Jan 16 LL
Kalliope
Cravings
 Jan 16 LL
Kalliope
I want something sweet on the tip of my tongue,
a strawberry, some coolwhip, and coconut ***
I need it to send dopamine to my brain,
I want to stop laying here, going insane
Ice cream and syrup and sprinkles could do,
But after it all,
I'm still craving you.
Salted caramel cheesecake,
This separation's hard to take,
Peanutbutter French toast,
You are what I crave the most.
 Jan 16 LL
Dani Just Dani
How heavy it is
that I seem to find
you in the eyes
of those I love now.

So inconsiderate,
wretched ghost,
poltergeist,
specter that haunts
my every sleep.

Following me
into every store,
every car,
every plane,
and boat.

How could
I ever live
without you,
when it’s you
that haunts
me?
 Jan 16 LL
Dani Just Dani
I’m no killer,
But every once
In a while
I look at
The knifes
And ponder
A little too hard,
So instead I grab
My jacket and go
Outside, smoke
A cigarette,
watch the rain
Caress the concrete,
Creating little
Rivers,
I wonder
If my blood
Would pool,
Or if it’ll run,
What oceans
Will it find?
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