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Lei Apr 29
“Okay”
Our favorite word when there's no more left to say.
4 letters that made me feel you are safe.
One word that made me feel you'll forever stay.
4 letters that made me feel you'll never play.

But one night why are you walking away?
so now im listening to lany.
Lei Apr 29
Staring at the paint on my wall,
Colors of red, yellow, blue, black and all.
Different shapes, sizes, lines and angle.
Oh I wonder, how this masterpiece made in a paper so small.

When I stare at this paint,
I imagine I am inside that place.

Where the sky is dark and gloomy.
The sea is dark blue and shiny.
The buildings tall and bright,
As the people talk and ignite.

But the moon has finally came,
So I evaporated in this beautiful paint.
this poem is inspired of the paint my dad bought when he was on california. inside the paint is 9 planets and the san francisco bridge :> my dad knows how i really adore the galaxy.
Martin Boško Apr 14
Sometimes words aren't enough to express what we feel
And that's why poetry was invented
Because only rhymes of mine can truly reveal
What my heart feels and make it authentic
xavier thomas Apr 13
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Close to my roots
But you have to dig deeper for this forbidden fruit
Could you at least wait
One more minute
It won't hurt
Listen
There's always a story in the mind of a poet
cleobug Apr 8
never quite sure of who or where i am
this head's all over the place
wishing it all could be so easy
to look back at this face

see the real me through these eyes
not be fooled by this flesh disguise
there's a familiarity to the confusion

voices echoing inside me
they want to share time
invited them in, it’s a party
can't distance ourselves in the same body
A walk through the parks
A dog barks
Its teeth as sharp as sharks
'That's not a good rhyme' my brother remarks
: Then how would you fix it?
'You're not a good poet, you must admit'
: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder
'You're not smarter, even if you are older'
I hit him lightly on the shoulder
'Ow, that felt like a boulder'
: Back to the rhyme
'All in due time,'
'My talents are all truly sublime'
: Ya, like the times you got your hair stuck in slime
'That was no crime'
'So, A dog barks, and gets in one of those arks'
: Arks? as in the boat?
'Yup, the ones that float'
My brother brays like a goat
: I'll take note
: If you stop acting like a goat
This was a random conversation I had with my younger brother once, it made me laugh a lot so I decided to write a poem about it. :P
Lowkie Feb 22
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I write my pain on a piece of paper
Hoping to forget it later
They told me it would make me stronger
But all it did was get me addicted to the torment
Now all I ever think about
Is how to write my pain in different formats
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The reactions I get for my thoughts are crazy
Don't get me wrong
I like the attention, it motivates me
Poetry has changed me
People say I'm beast with a pen
But really I'm just basic
I got people praying that I make it
I'm just praying I don't go crazy
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I write my pain on a piece of paper
Hoping to forget it later
"How do you still feel alone
When people are telling you they're going through the same thing?"
That's what changed me
While others rate me
I pray we don't go past the point of 'no saving'
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Lowkie®
Traveler Feb 7
Can our consciousnesses be
Fast or slow?
Can our awarenesses be
High or even low?

You do realise
Of course...

Language was simply designed
to hide our feelings
We hide behind our poetic preserves
Whether were loving or were killing
Say what you shall
In the presence of light
Poets stands up with their words to fight

That was just a few rhymes of insight!
Traveler 🧳 Tim
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