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 Nov 2014 Melina Rodriguez
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5 words
 Nov 2014 Melina Rodriguez
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Please make love to me.
You told me to write something lol
 Nov 2014 Melina Rodriguez
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Your eyes hold the truth like
My hands are holding you
 Nov 2014 Melina Rodriguez
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So
 Nov 2014 Melina Rodriguez
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So
If all what I just posted
Are not actual poems
Then what are most of the
Words on here considered then?
Many of us
Had a first crush
Had a first love
Irrespective of gender.
There is one thing called
A "Friend Zone"
Which feels like a
Hailing storm
Dehydration in summer
Or looks like a
Desert with shinning sand
No man island
We are invaded by this zone
How close we are with
Our lovely mate
Friend zone
Hard to digest
Hard to imagine it
So happy I could die*


(so drunk that I might)
She always look outside her door
Or stay beside her window pane
She wants to know and see much more
Her neighbor’s deeds and what they gain

She has to meet the rich and poor
She always look outside her door
But that motive of yesterday
Gone with the wind, 'twas blown away

She’s now but an observant one
Who always judge and sneers at man
She always look outside her door
Seems she forgot what is life  for

This poor woman, she never know
That now she looks like a scarecrow
While her feet stands flat on the floor
She always look outside her door.
Quatern
A Quatern is a sixteen line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the Kyrielle and the Retourne. It has a refrain that is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is the second line of stanza two, third line of stanza three, and fourth line of stanza four. A quatern has eight syllables per line. It does not have to be iambic or follow a set rhyme scheme.
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