#ironically - Hello Poetry

Blocked. Blocking the hope of a text message. A chance to even get in my head more. Closed. Closing the sheets in my room so I don’t get a glimpse of you. Down. Keeping my head down as I walk into the room. So that my eyes don’t “ironically” find you. Cold. The chills I get when I walk past you. Lies. The foundation of our “relationship”.

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Jul 26, 2019

Jul 26, 2019 at 8:43 AM UTC

madine

Blocked

Blocked. Blocking the hope of a text message. A chance to even get in my head more. Closed. Closing the sheets in my room so I don’t get a glimpse of you. Down. Keeping my head down as I walk into the room. So that my eyes don’t “ironically” find you. Cold. The chills I get when I walk past you. Lies. The foundation of our “relationship”.

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The fire That was lit On our first Hi and Hello Had been Extinguished With our last I love you. -qyf

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Aug 1, 2015

Aug 1, 2015 at 9:27 AM UTC

qyf

Ironically

The fire That was lit On our first Hi and Hello Had been Extinguished With our last I love you. -qyf

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Whenever I enter any Indian Wedding, The clarinet would be lamenting in rejoice, Playing it would be very frequently happy tunes, The irony became so profound when I'd move further, Clarinet already lamented that the groom would lose himself.

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Jan 20, 2015

Jan 20, 2015 at 1:37 AM UTC

Atul

The Lamenting Clarinet

Whenever I enter any Indian Wedding, The clarinet would be lamenting in rejoice, Playing it would be very frequently happy tunes, The irony became so profound when I'd move further, Clarinet already lamented that the groom would lose himself.

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