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Elioinai Apr 2016
In our sterilized world
condensed selves peek out
Behind our blinding white back lit screens
desperate to draw out blood across the page
If anyone cuts, they'll leave the blood at home
To format conviction from insubstantial photos
Emotionless
every 19 out of 20 are all just pics of color drained of all but the shallowest
human experience
Dying to be loved
Seen
Hardly hoping to be understood
Cutting off all hope
as we cut off all our enemies
And cage ourselves in an impotent haven
No love can sprout, grow, and blossom
Hanging in mid-air
Amidst the talk of pointless pasts and puns
No,
Life
Love
Is Wrought in all the nastiness of Dirt
As earth's pushing pulls the golden threads
up out of all the worthy hearts
And stitches us together with all her lovely arts
It's Face to Face
And pain to pain
Where love indeed does truly start
Pondering the phenomenon of how shared struggles breeds understanding, sympathy, admiration, and love, and how little such occurs online
Oscar Mann Mar 2016
Quacking ducks
Dung throwers
Degenerate, opinionate

No plea for serenity
No chance for reverence
Only less politeness

Survival of the fittest
Hegemony of the crudest
Twitter for the *****
Sethnicity Mar 2016
I gave her the full 140
No Punctuation Necessary
HottoTrot LickedandLocked
Missed the spot and blued my rocks
Cause she was on her.
Dats what i called #Twitterpated!
MapleLeafs1967 Feb 2016
A beautiful mind like no other I've known,
Intelligence, passion and vulnerability are shown,
Deep fears and desires haunt her through the night,
Her words speak to me, filling my darkness with light.

I wish I could express to her the way I feel,
Though I doubt she would even believe it's real,
Regrettably my crush barely knows of my existence,
All I can do is admire her from a distance.
Sean Hunt Jan 2016
a psychotic word salad
shotgun streamed
for all to see
Thomas Newlove Jan 2016
"New Year, new you" she said as she took off her old one and put on a brave new face. This one hid the bruises but not the tears in her eyes
Tweet Verse is a poem consisting of exactly 140 characters (excluding the title) as per the Twitter character limit. The name is my own (as far as I'm aware.)
Thomas Newlove Dec 2015
Life can sometimes get bitter-
It feels like there's no going back,
But if the knife ain't gonna slit her
She'll still take her coffee black
Tweet Verse is a poem consisting of precisely 140 characters (akin to Twitter's character limit.)
Thomas Newlove Dec 2015
Eve's crime was not biting the apple, but accepting the idea that she was to blame for man's fall.

That, in my experience, was inevitable.
Tweet Verse (I'm trying to make the name stick, and the form become a thing) is a poem utilising all characters that Twitter allocates for a tweet.
Thomas Newlove Dec 2015
The wind and rain are battering your window, and all you can think about is your 13 year old self, and how the watermark was up to your neck
Trying to get to sleep through recent Irish "storms" has brought back some uncomfortable memories of the devastation of Hurricane Ivan in my youth in the Caribbean.
Thomas Newlove Dec 2015
One often 'as problems sleepin'
In ways which affect ones 'ealth
But 'ow can one deal wit 'out but weepin'
When one 'as a fear of their self
Tweet verse uses the exact amount of characters allowed for a tweet on Twitter, no more, no less.
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