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ㅡjatm Sep 2015
Poetry doesn't need to rhyme
For every single time
Considering that poetry is emotion
That's evidently in motion
And I desire to write something subtle
Where I'll be thinking hard for a strange title
(J.a.t.m)
ㅡjatm Sep 2015
I do seek bliss in books
And I keep on wondering
How does it feel
To read in the prison
Being inside of
A wall with railings
And a singular bed
Having the bleak mood
With sporadic atmosphere
But i conclude that
If you commune into passion,
It would still enrapture you as ****.
(J.a.t.m)
But I don't wanna get arrested, prison seems enigmatic sooo...
ㅡjatm Sep 2015
We're 7 thousand miles apart
But won't mind the distance
Since it's just a number.

You compose beautiful words
In a completely perfect sentence
In such a way as I read them,
I was able to touch
What they made me feel.

Those words that touched me
More than fingertips ever could,
Those lovely words
That can get the insides
Of my heart to dance.
(J.a.t.m)
ㅡjatm Aug 2015
the first time that i wrote poetry
i find my locution cliché
because it was always winter
in my heart but you were the oxygen
i never knew i'd breathe in
and i have loved you since the day
you have touched my nights
so stay a while with me
in this room where i lay alone
as we hear each others' heart beat
(J.a.tm.)
for greg.
ㅡjatm Aug 2015
you're obscure yet i know you
you've gotten so used to pain
and it is your favorite emptiness
that creates the most beautiful art
well, you dont like learning art
and it is overwhelming
because you're making it

there's so much good on you
that my pencil can tell,
my poems long to be read
by your dear voice
and i write them with
my missing heartbeat
(J.a.t.m)
ㅡjatm Jul 2015
I can still remember the day
I made you read
The poetry that I wrote
And you said it was sweet

I can still remember the day
I said that you were so enigmatic
But I felt alleviated when
You said I was beautiful,
So does my poetry.

I can still remember the day
That you said I was platonic,
It was the same day
I've distance myself from you
It was the same day
I felt alone
It was the same day
When I left you
Just because you said,
I showed no romance.

I will remember this day
Where I write this poetry
As I ask myself,
Is this no romance?
(j.a.t.m)
Sadness thru poetry
ㅡjatm Mar 2015
the stars were trying
to impersonate
your eyes tonight,
and art is trying
to make someone
love you,
the stars and art
were so convincing
that it made me vow
to cherish you
like you are
the most expensive
piece of art
and the most
unreachable star
that ever existed.
(j.a.t.m)
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