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Aaditya Feb 19
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.
Madison Aug 2018
Staying still
I try to drain
Every last
Little drop.
Tilting back, I
Grip the neck but
Don't break it, God forbid
I'm in no shape to clean up a mess
Though I'm an expert at making them,
I tell you what, I hate the television, all
those shiny happy people like in that
song I don't know the words to, but it's
obviously true, watching these shiny
happy lives with all of these beautiful
people who are probably **** on the
inside, just like me, going home to sit
in their expensive new recliners and
grip the neck but don't break it, don't
make a mess that you can't clean up
drain every last drop even if you don't
really want it, 'cause it used to make
you feel much better, and now it's just
routine, like brushing your teeth and
trying to sleep and telling old friends
that you're fine, fine, just tired, so very
tired and I'm trying to stare through the
television to see these stupid phonies at
home in their own chairs, drinking from
a bottle like this one as if it might save
their sorry lives, like I'm trying to do
right now, tilting it back for just one
more drop, ****** there is no more
and I'm not done drinking but the neck
is slipping from my hands and I'm trying
to drink it down, **** it up when I let go
of the neck and drop it and there is a mess
for me to clean up, I tell you what, all that
broken glass and those elusive little drops
that could've made everything so much better,
could've fixed me but oh well, guess I can't
watch TV anymore, 'cause I've got a mess to
try to clean up right now, yes siree, guess
that even the shiny happy people have to
**** it up and fix it every now and then
just like me and you and everyone else.
My first attempt at shape poetry. Probably messed up a bit, but oh well.
nish Aug 2018
i
just
  wish you
  would burn
.
    feel the torment
    pain and agony
   that i endured
     all because  
  of you
.
oh
  i want you to
suffer, for an
eternity, just
like me. whom
you left, alone
and forgotten.
but my darling
never leave a
lighted candle
alone without
a second glance.
because now, i
am a forest fire.
uncontrollably
ablaze and oh
so powerful.
Wow guys, I think I'm addicted to shape poetry. I just can't stop making shapes its so entertaining.
Again not a difficult shape, but loads of fun.
Hope you enjoyed and please feel free to dm or comment your own shape poetry :)
nish Aug 2018

             you see they sang two different tunes
             but together, the masterpiece formed
            her                                                        his
            treble                                                  bass
            rang                                                     low
           out                                               ­         soft
           into                                    ­                    and
           the                                               ­           full
           night                                            ­         with
           joins                                     ­                  love
          his in                                                   for her
    harmony                                               soothing
perfectly in                                          perfectly in
sync.                                                     sync.
The first two lines are an introduction and then there are individual poems down each note, together they form one bigger picture. I know the notes are wonky but I think it gives the poem an unconfined feeling, flowing like music.
Hope you enjoyed :)
Much easier than the other shape poetry I’ve posted before and a lot less stressful.
Once again feel free to comment or dm me links to shape poetry that you’ve tried out.
Hope you enjoyed :)
nish Aug 2018
please
darling, look at us.
me and you, isn't it clear i
am a simple moon, orbiting a
large planet and you are my centre,
providing the force i require to keep
stable and moving. and like any other
moon. i too, have an effect on you.
because of me you rise and fall.
i bring you light and dark. if
we break, so will the
universe.
some mediocre shape poetry just to get back into writing.
nish Aug 2018
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 \ why is it that time slips /                              
   \she slides and slithers /
     \right through these  /
        \ infinite crevices  /
          \found all over /
             \my greedy /
                \ hands,  /
                   \ like /
                   /    •   \
                 /       s      \
              /            a       \
           /             n            \
        /                 d              \
      /                                      \
    / in the dainty hourglass \
  /sitting aloft my skew shelf.\
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I wanted to try shape poetry again, and I have to say this was MUCH harder than .leafing
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/2633672/leafing/

It took forever to align the slashes to give this poem shape, without them it didn't look like an hourglass.
I hope you liked this poem and I'd love it if you commented some links to any shape poetry you've tried out.
Hope you enjoyed :)
paul Jul 2018
A man,
trampled by life.
Not by his own mistakes,
but by the greed of others.
A man who gets back up everytime,
despite the hardship and judgement.
One foot in front of the other, left, right, left.
A staircase of many steps, he quickly ascends.
Some steps are steeper than others, but nonetheless, he climbs.
No longer the same man, not by his greed, but by his resilience.
hills and valleys.
Steve Jun 2018
.                               ^
                           FrOm
                     ­ LittleAcorns
             MightyOaK
                               Trees
                            GRow
                               EngliskOak
          ­          EuropEanOak
             HardToDiStinguish
    ­                            !
                                !
                                !
                      brexitwrecksit
To me the world needs to get smaller by people feeling joined, not by giving up their individual or national identities but by working together in cooperation and achievement.
Josh Elis Apr 2018
Upper
***
Middle
Class
Dweeb
Devoid
Of Motivation
Without Inspiration
To Do
Literally
Anything
With my
Pathetic
Self






I
Hate
The Human
Tease of Life
And Its Dull
Reality










void
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