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dycarus Jun 19
i wanna write you
as much as you wanna
read me
Shane Lee Jun 4
It's fascinating!
We write,
We love,
We feel
Things long past
and in the past.

We write of the sorrows,
of misfortunes,
of malice and mourning,
pains and pleasures.

We feel
what we ought
not to feel,
but we crave to feel.

We love
however much
we wish to love.

In our dreams
we see it vividly,
the crumbling and falling,
deteriorating walls

What we feel.
What we love.
What we write.

We see it.
the squadron
of invisible workers
what we crave -
what we need.

When we write of love
we feel and ache and
write more of feelings,
of aching while in love,
while out of love,
while writing about
more love and feelings
long left in the past
and yet ...

We love to write of feelings!
While feeling new feelings,
old feelings,
feelings not our own,
speculating feelings.

We feel it.
We love it.
We write it.

So please!
Continue to love.
Continue to feel.
Continue to write.
Because it is beautiful.
Enjoy (:
© Shane Lee
Rae Apr 29
where does the poet go,
when everything is right?

where does the poet go,
when there are no words left to write?
Kassan Jahmal Apr 26
I face fatigue each time I breathe,
praying on my knees until they bleed,
Facing another stressful day I’ve got to live,
I wish I could leave, if I believe enough in all of
my dreams; I’d close my eyes just to relive, and sigh
heavily for my relief.

Oh grief, is sentiment cement on memory streets;
walking on for long, towards that unfamiliar dawn,
Listening to unfamiliar songs, hoping I never forget
where the heck I came from.

When I get famous, and lost in the crowd’s
empty praises; the quietest moments are so loud.
I hope I make my family proud, and buy my mother
that house, she’d live in happily, even if it was for a couple
hours. Really beats the days I was just borrowing flowers.

Forgetting when Mother’s day actually falls,
let me recheck my calendar to make sure.

From having bosses smile politely at me,
but refer to me by the worst of words.
I’m just nodding my head for an empty pay cheque,
spending it on necessities. But ****, that swiping

Waiting for a day to be closing my eyes at every swipe,
no need to add, and calculate the final price,
Without all of the wants, but enough money to afford
all of my needs in life.

Let them remember me by all of these
experiences I enjoy to write.

I truly love to write...
Zoe Mae Apr 23
Tired of hiding
I'm sick from the drafts
Time to go outside
Taste sunshine and laugh
Had enough of erasing
I keep murdering words
Time to release them
So they'll soar with the birds
And if no earthling likes them
If no one shows love
It's their apathy that's the problem
Not what I'm made of
My past may not be pretty
My future unseen
Because I come from where I'm going
And I'm lost somewhere between
𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑎 𝑤𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒 ,
𝑜𝑟 𝑤𝑜𝑢𝑙𝑑 𝑏𝑒 𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑜𝑛𝑒'𝑠 𝑡𝑎𝑠𝑡𝑒?
𝑚𝑦 𝑏𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛 𝑔𝑜𝑡 𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑢𝑔ℎ 𝑡𝑜 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑓𝑢𝑠𝑒
𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑜𝑒𝑚 𝑔𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑢𝑛𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑡𝑒𝑛...
Might be relatable to every writers and poets I guess...
Steve Page Apr 18
If you want to learn to play the guitar, you find a tutorial book, you learn the chords, the rhythms,  the techniques and you practice, practice, practice.  Sometimes its hard work.  More often it's fun.  

If you want to write songs, you write. Some are just play, with no real meaning;  some songs express your heart.  Both are worthwhile.

Some sound good and connect with others.  Some don't.  That's fine.  

If you stop playing, if you stop writing you will get rusty.  But you can pick it up again.  

Poetry is the same.

Keep writing.
Panda Boy Apr 13
A pencil is
Such a wonderful tool.
Sharpen it well,
Or you will write like a fool.
When you're at your lowest
Your life seems null and void
When your dreams are shattered
The storm you can't avoid.
There is a way to lift the heart
A way you can be buoyed

You may believe it's all God's fault
That's when you begin
To cut your nose to spite your face
You let the devil win

Because, my dears, IT'S HIS FAULT!
That putrid, stinking LIAR!
Don't let him get you mad at GOD
and take you to the fire!

Turn on the Monster Satan
At least give it a try
Destroy his works where he lurks
Give 'im a BLACK EYE!

Why not make it TWO!
About the love of God above
And how He has helped YOU!

Take the trip and flip the script
Jesus is a friend
No matter what the obstacles

Do not be despairing
God's hand's not weak at ALL...
Pray for good, it's understood


SoulSurvivor aka
Write of Passage
I'm going through some of the hardest times I've never experienced. But I'm not going to be stuck in self-pity. What I'm going to do is destroy Satan's works by doing good. Forgiving my enemies. Praying for them. Praying for everything that I know it's along the lines of God's will. That's the best way to deal with this situation. God is still large and in charge! Amen.
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