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Jan 2020 Meera

not a poet

Jan 2020 Meera

noor

i am scared
of what you all think of me
that i am not real poet
that what i create is not good enough
that what i write is not valid
"this is not what you call poetry!
this is just a sad sad tale
called your life"

i dont know where this is all coming from but i just started feeling really insecure in all of my work all of a sudden...

Jan 2020 Meera

Compose

Jan 2020 Meera

FrankieM

Compose

You really think I’m special
But anyone can write

You’re the true poet
The way you make me feel inside

For you.

Jan 2020 Meera

Looking For Roots

Jan 2020 Meera

Robby

Looking For Roots

If love is for fools
And hate is for monsters
Where does that leave me?

Somewhere in between
Lost in this shuffle
Wandering between forest and sea

Not quite belonging to either
But needing to be with the trees
Someday I’ll grow my roots

#love #hate #wandering #trees #roots #longing #belonging #sea

Jan 2020 Meera

Page 7 out of 365

Jan 2020 Meera

Teemers

Page 7 out of 365

flip the page
hurry up and change the script
no one cares if you’re struggling
shake away your demonic feeling
and find a way out
do not let life make you cold
Never discredit your gut instinct
simplicity is the ultimate sophistication
you’ll wish you did me different one day
God will come through for you
just be patient.

Jan 2020 Meera

Breath

Jan 2020 Meera

Raven

Breath

I'm a broken soul
Trying to breath
Through the smoke
Of a buring world

Jan 2020 Meera

"I don't get poetry"

Jan 2020 Meera

coffeegirl

"I don't get poetry"

And she glanced at the water that pooled in the shallows of the street.
And she glanced at the lights that glowed off the water.
And she glanced at the buildings that hid stories of loss and life and love.
And she didn't get it.
She didn't hear the people in conversation around her
She didn't feel the cool air sweeping down on her
She didn't see the love in this little painting.
But how could she see the colors and not understand them?

Jan 2020 Meera

Untitled

Jan 2020 Meera

M

Untitled

I’ve never liked the smell of cigarettes, that was, before I smelled them on you