#freepoetry - Hello Poetry

To feel a lot is to write nothing. Emotions too intense, as if it's at its peak, that no word is enough to describe or deserves to be well-written. I feel a lot, but I write something. Vague, baffling, puzzling, like the stars up on the sky— certainly it's there, millions, hidden by the clouds, too precious, too deep to describe or to be even seen. I feel a lot, so I write this. Each word is encoded with a heavy heart and weary mind.

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Dec 12, 2024

Dec 12, 2024 at 8:00 AM UTC

starrynight

Untitled

To feel a lot is to write nothing. Emotions too intense, as if it's at its peak, that no word is enough to describe or deserves to be well-written. I feel a lot, but I write something. Vague, baffling, puzzling, like the stars up on the sky— certainly it's there, millions, hidden by the clouds, too precious, too deep to describe or to be even seen. I feel a lot, so I write this. Each word is encoded with a heavy heart and weary mind.

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We were two quantities, behaving opposite in nature, Like pressure and volume, inversely proportional. We compress and expand at constant temperature— I expand further, you compress closer; inversely proportional. You are the R in the Ideal Gas Law's equation, My constant, my ever-faithful solution. Yet we aren't truly the ideal gas it seeks to ponder, For we attract rather than repel one another. You were the 0.0821, The constant in PV = nRT. Increasing in my mind, you remain the only one— Steadfast in my heart, you will always be loved by me.

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Nov 28, 2024

Nov 28, 2024 at 2:50 AM UTC

starrynight

Ideal Gas Law

We were two quantities, behaving opposite in nature, Like pressure and volume, inversely proportional. We compress and expand at constant temperature— I expand further, you compress closer; inversely proportional. You are the R in the Ideal Gas Law's equation, My constant, my ever-faithful solution. Yet we aren't truly the ideal gas it seeks to ponder, For we attract rather than repel one another. You were the 0.0821, The constant in PV = nRT. Increasing in my mind, you remain the only one— Steadfast in my heart, you will always be loved by me.

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the time when you are just seven the time when you just know odd and even the time when you don't breakeven missing that year seven where we are not mistaken where we are not longing for affection where issues are not getting worsen can we begin again

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Jan 15, 2022

Jan 15, 2022 at 12:27 AM UTC

mykarocknrollin

Ninety-Eight

the time when you are just seven the time when you just know odd and even the time when you don't breakeven missing that year seven where we are not mistaken where we are not longing for affection where issues are not getting worsen can we begin again

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Body's become heavier Knees begin to shiver Hands and arms are tingling Eyes involuntarily close Mind becomes empty Then you feel weak Wanting to fade for a while.

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May 27, 2016

May 27, 2016 at 3:38 AM UTC

gleecylr

TIRED.

Body's become heavier Knees begin to shiver Hands and arms are tingling Eyes involuntarily close Mind becomes empty Then you feel weak Wanting to fade for a while.

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I will break my skull Let every single drop Of my rushing blood Trickle down my arm Past my fingertips And into eternal scrawls Of ink on paper.

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Sep 9, 2015

Sep 9, 2015 at 10:42 AM UTC

PanicTheater

CRANIUM

I will break my skull Let every single drop Of my rushing blood Trickle down my arm Past my fingertips And into eternal scrawls Of ink on paper.

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