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  Sep 2020 Chinny
MicMag
sometimes you just
gotta sit down and write
just grab the apple
and take a bite
just take a leap
into the dark night

if you want to be a poet
you gotta write poems
let the words go
wherever the wind blows em

sometimes your lines will ****
other times blow you away
but stay firm on that writing path
don't be led astray
by laziness and perfectionism
saying you can't do it
don't give in, knock em down
push yourself right through it

let the poem be what it is
let its rhymes ring true
knowing as much
as you're writing the poem
it's also writing you
success comes
through failure
improvement comes
through the grind
go ahead
write bad poems
they'll make you better
in due time
Chinny Jul 2020
Take me somewhere
Anywhere
I’m sure it’s better
Than this dump
Called my mind

I want to be free
from thoughts
That keep me up at night
From daily responsibilities
That occupy me

Sometimes I wish
I wasn’t selfless
Considerate and obedient
Maybe then I could
“Let loose” and fulfil
My heart’s desires
Chinny Apr 2020
Let’s be strangers not friends
That way we don’t have to be intimate
That way we won’t worry about betrayal
That way we won’t have expectations
And won’t face disappointment
There’ll be no commitments
And no reason to be loyal
If we become friends we’ll get hurt
Imagine if we go further
So let’s be strangers, no intros necessary
Just wanted to write in reverse
  Apr 2020 Chinny
Michelle
I am tired.
Not the mind kind of tired,
The bone kind of tired.
Not the eye kind of tired,
The blood flowing in my body,
kind of tired.
The kind of tired that originates,
Not in the world,
But in me.
The kind of tired,
The world will never be able
To get rid of,
For me.
Forgive me,
I need to take a nap.
This kind of tired is making me
Tired.
I am not always like this.
But the world,
Right now?
Reminds me the tiredness that I am capable of.
hey man, you ok?
Yeah. Just need to take a nap. I just woke up
Chinny Feb 2020
I gave you power over me
You never knew you possessed
An unintentional gift I would say
You controlled my emotions
But you had no idea
I’m taking back that power
To get back in control
I can’t call it a gift
If you didn’t receive it
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