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You   were
suppoesed
to be my
anchor;
But
U
End
ed  up
burning
my  drea
ms  .   You
be   ca   me
m y     ve  ry
own   br a nd
  o f   camphor ;  
Aban   do   ning
me    i n    the
abundance
o f   m y  
screa  
ms.
.
You taught me how to make my tie's knot. But that's all I've ever got.
Y  o  u     t  o  l   d    m  e
  t  h  a  t        I        w  a  s  
C           O            L         D
  B   u    t     i     t     w  a  s  
    y      o      u       w    h    o    
n       e        v        e        r
  t    r    i    ­e    d        t     o  
B       R       E        A        K
        t      h     e         i      c     e.     .      .     .
I may be an Ice Princess;
But you were no fire to make me melt.
I may have kept you at a distance;
But it was you who never made your presence felt.
Palak Datta Oct 7
.::I::.
can
Not
 hold
Back
Anymore.
I   Need  To
Say   It   Out
A  L   O   U  D
Before  -   My
[Bottled    Up]
Emot  🙃  ions
t     e      a     r
t   h r o u g  h
m y __core.
Don't keep it inside;
Don't let it hide!
Speak it up or it will ******* up!
nevaeh Oct 7
i am full            of colors
blue and pink     red and black
always moving and changing
there are things i dont know
things i cannot know
and it drives me
crazy
heart shaped poetry
Palak Datta Oct 1
○               °  
°           °       ○
°      ○
○           °
I      d   o   n  '  t
k     n       o     w
    h  o  w    l o n g    
I    h  a   v   e  .
F o r   a l l   I
k  n  o  w
I ' l l
m
a
k
e
every
second of it count.
Cheers!
Palak Datta Sep 27
☆                                  ☆                             ☆  

T                            H                          E
c r             own   I      we            ar
  c a        n  not  b e     s  e      en;
T h e   K i  n  g   d     o m     I  
    r u l e     stays      hid den.  
☆☆☆☆☆☆The☆☆☆☆☆☆
  c         a       V      i     t       y
  created by my Queen;
Depicts   the    LOVE
 that was forbidden.
☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆
Love is a tragedy!
Lotus May Jul 10
I
saw
a weep-
ing willow
with dried tears—
perhaps it learned to
hold hands with its fears.
I wonder if its roots are still
tangled in self-pity, if it realizes
what a waste it is to not notice its
own beauty. I know its branches
of hope will forever climb up the
sky, for it is a strong warrior
whose spirit will never,
ever die.
Elena Mar 2019
A
wild
thin
flame
burns


In shaky hands she walks on
Shadows flickering on the walls
Dark figures
stretch down
tunnel halls
Monsters
come alive
in the depths of
estranged minds
And deep down
   in her very soul
There is a wild fire, burning strong
Engulfing the curtains of darkness
Where her fears hide behind.
MicMag Sep 2019
C8H10N4O2  so  softly  calling
Feel  my  energy  level  falling
I­t  faintly  whispers  my name (psss)
But now I'm just stuck stalling     (uh)
I  try but just can't break  free        (so)
"How about some herbal tea?"     (no)
Your  suggestion  is  appalling  (ugh)
But  coffee?  I'm  al­ways  keen
Need that daily hit of caffeine
Reworked previous poem into the shape of my beloved coffee mug
Aaditya Feb 2019
A
big
heart
will   be
there     to
make     sure
he's your   king,
to ***** your   life
and club seeds of
happiness for
his queen,
to reap
love.
V
Dear V,
they're the shiny,
priceless seeds
that come from the
fruit of our destiny.
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