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Shakytrumpet Dec 2021
Her hair burns
in brazen  embers
along side her  hazel  eyes.
A brilliant afterglow trails    her   ,
coating the   fields
in a blazing
auburn  .
If  only  she  knew
of her  effortless
magnificence  ,
I never write stuff like this, let alone about someone I know, and if she's reading this then welp (I had posted this on a diff account but I'm moving to here instead ***** it)
Shakytrumpet Sep 2021
I've cut open my eyes
And to my surprise,
I found an old carousel projector
With millions of upsidedown pictures inside.

The machine starts to whir,
And my life flashes by,
Every memory frame by frame,
On these convenient little slides

Every laugh, and every smile
Every absence of joy,
Those slides seem to last longer on this carousel of poise.
My friends were talking about writing poetry and it's admittedly been awhile since I've written anything so I decided ***** it one more wouldn't hurt, I was gonna touch it up a bit here and there but tbh I can't be bothered, it was also gonna be longer butttttttttt :p (also if someone says carousel of poise doesn't make any sense too bad deal with it I do what I want)
Shakytrumpet Dec 2020
All alone in my room,
Without anyone that cares
So I sit in solemn silence,
Amongst my world of squares.

I feel like I'm in control,
As I spiral further down,
Clenching my pieces tightly,
Begging to be found,
Knowing it's hopeless,
I lay my king on the ground.
Lately I've been staying till late at night just playing chess, it's a nice distraction from the silence. No one is here, admittedly that sounds like a stupid thing to complain about at 1 in the morning but I just mean in general
Shakytrumpet Apr 2020
My girlfriend called me short,
it struck me right in my feels,
she said, "It's ok, I'll love you anyways,
plus you can just borrow my heels"
im like 5ft so yeah
Shakytrumpet Feb 2020
Though my absence may make it seem
like I have disappeared,
the poems that I've left behind
make sure that I'm still here
sorry about not posting in awhile, though i doubt my short absence phased anyone, i made sure i left behind some reading material before my departure
Shakytrumpet Jan 2020
I wanted to die
so I committed suicide,
strung by my neck like clothes out to dry
I forget when i wrote this but i know why and im doing much better so i thought id share it
Shakytrumpet Dec 2019
His name is Steven,
He's a Golden Retriever,
and he has no legs.

If you've seen him please
contact me at the number
on his name tag, thanks
Steven come home bud we miss you :(
Also, read my other haikus(ik they're senryus fight me) ;)
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