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I wrote my short story in a piece of paper.
I wrote it as short as possible.
I wrote in three lines.
Indonesia, 11th April 2021
Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
J M Menon Jan 31
"Nothing is impossible"- they say,
what a wonderful and enlightening thing to say!
But wait;
I thought hard , made me say-
"Nay"
I urged myself to use the widest perspective;
I want to be perceptive.

" It implies everything is possible,
which implies impossibility is a possibility
which means nothing is possible,
But everything is possible!!??"
Rezium Oct 2020
I could never believe in such things.
Momma taught me to never make promises.
I'll only have what I make that I say can be,
Even if it means out bleeding the daily dosage than what's given to me.
I trust in it as much as I can.
Until it's like dad coming back with a pack of cigarettes.
It's just an Idea
But more make believe, ya?
Have it Or Not.
Make it or Forsake it.
Sometimes fantasy is better than the picture already given.

I know, I know!
It ain't what it seem!
But it's better just an Idea!

But it's better a fantasy than what you keep feeding me

Dope-a! Morph-a
Feel you in my spine!
I just saw you yesterday with huge *** smile.
But I still can't find you like the rest of my mind.
Incomplete.
But Not Obsolete
Im back
Àŧùl Sep 2020
They all have ostracized rhyming,
Poets, themselves they be calling...

The F-words aplenty they use,
And they think they look cool...

Rescue the language if possible,
Listen to its cries, they are not plausible.
My HP Poem #1884
©Atul Kaushal
Maruko San Aug 2020
imagine waking up in a place
where your dream could become a reality
and where the impossible can be possible
it's amazing isn't it,
you can let your imaginations run wild
but be wary
it's also the place where nightmares can hide
isabella Jul 2020
i hate the way i tremble
even as your knee brushes against my toe,
as if a simple gesture was enough to make me fall again.

i hate the way your eyes crinkle at the corners when you laugh,
the way you talk so easily,
words gliding from your mouth
so distinguishable i can almost feel them land on my skin,
like water droplets when it is drizzling.

you are dangerous,
you with your delicate beauty
like a wash of gold upon my eyes,
like the lifting of a curtain in a dark, dusty room.

i am blinded by you.
and i hate being blind.
Coral Jul 2020
Peace by peace, I'm stacking up violence.
What they can't hear, is my silence.
It's new year's eve, I can hear the sirens blaring.
Cuffing me up, while they hear my bones cracking.

Darkness all around, enveloping me like a blanket.
All I need is, one ray of sunshine, through the dim night.
When all I crave is one speck of light,
One speck of peace and life.

I know life's not all cupcakes and rainbows.
But for one second if I could believe in the impossible.
It would be peace all around,
Love for all, hatred for none.
Where we spread arms to hug, not just for guns.
I hope you liked it.
You can also read other poems written by me.
Thank you.
Lara May 2020
It brings me down to earth every day.

I am just flying around in my daydreams.

And then it just comes.

The gravity that brings me back to earth.

Gravity one word that describes how people are living on one planet.

We can’t just repel ourselves from the earth and take off.

It’s just not possible.

Gravity stops us from flying away.

Gravity keeps us on the ground of facts.

Gravity is just there and determines all of us.

Gravity is letting us see the beauty of nature.
We feel satisfied by the birds flying and the clouds flowing at the sky.

It lets us see the stars at night.
Gravity
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Such a little word for such a big meaning
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