#keepwriting - Hello Poetry

Writing is my way of breathing It's as important as breathing Sometimes, it's the only thing Keeping me alive Because when they ask me if I'm okay I lie For their sake At least, That's what I tell myself Because I don't share my writing with them It feels wrong To let them see a part of my soul Because then they'll have more questions Questions That I can't bring myself to answer

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Mar 13

Mar 13, 2026 at 7:50 AM UTC

finch_11

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Writing is my way of breathing It's as important as breathing Sometimes, it's the only thing Keeping me alive Because when they ask me if I'm okay I lie For their sake At least, That's what I tell myself Because I don't share my writing with them It feels wrong To let them see a part of my soul Because then they'll have more questions Questions That I can't bring myself to answer

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Writing from soul to paper Paper to draft From draft to hp Hello poetry to you Keep it alive this soul of mine Write and there will always be someone to read Here I am writing to thee ▪-▪

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Dec 27, 2021

Dec 27, 2021 at 9:57 PM UTC

Nisha729

Keep Poetry Alive

Writing from soul to paper Paper to draft From draft to hp Hello poetry to you Keep it alive this soul of mine Write and there will always be someone to read Here I am writing to thee ▪-▪

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Zeus demands some soup But the Big Dipper's broken Seems some stars escaped

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Aug 23, 2021

Aug 23, 2021 at 9:59 AM UTC

zoe-mae

Falling stars (haiku)

Zeus demands some soup But the Big Dipper's broken Seems some stars escaped

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I blurt out too much Show my hand too quick Keeping nothing for myself I refuse to bend Take too harsh a stance Ailenating everyone else I speak without thought Anger chooses my words Lashing out at the tiniest **** I can't envision a future Choose to live in the past I'm nothing but a big kid

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Aug 22, 2021

Aug 22, 2021 at 10:57 AM UTC

zoe-mae

I'm a big kid

I blurt out too much Show my hand too quick Keeping nothing for myself I refuse to bend Take too harsh a stance Ailenating everyone else I speak without thought Anger chooses my words Lashing out at the tiniest **** I can't envision a future Choose to live in the past I'm nothing but a big kid

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The sun's a pothead She puffs on her pipe all day Fishbowling the Earth

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Aug 20, 2021

Aug 20, 2021 at 10:43 AM UTC

zoe-mae

Cloudy Daze

The sun's a pothead She puffs on her pipe all day Fishbowling the Earth

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Velcro does not work Scotch tape doesn't either I've drowned my sorrows in ashes and ether In life people come and go at their leisure Ask how you are, hope you're well They mean neither

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Aug 19, 2021

Aug 19, 2021 at 4:24 PM UTC

zoe-mae

small Talk

Velcro does not work Scotch tape doesn't either I've drowned my sorrows in ashes and ether In life people come and go at their leisure Ask how you are, hope you're well They mean neither

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A tower of petals is not built to last, but a Tower of Pizza can The Statue of Liberty symbolizes just that Yet she doesn't even have a free hand The colloseunms were where the masses would go To watch the most unholy acts unfold just for show Churches were built to help the poor and the lame But they were also quite fond of sentencing women to flames The great Wall of China can still be seen from space But it couldn't even keep Genghis Khan out of the place! The Yin Dynasty should be really be red in the face And so should the whole human race

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Aug 16, 2021

Aug 16, 2021 at 9:48 AM UTC

zoe-mae

Genghis Khan

A tower of petals is not built to last, but a Tower of Pizza can The Statue of Liberty symbolizes just that Yet she doesn't even have a free hand The colloseunms were where the masses would go To watch the most unholy acts unfold just for show Churches were built to help the poor and the lame But they were also quite fond of sentencing women to flames The great Wall of China can still be seen from space But it couldn't even keep Genghis Khan out of the place! The Yin Dynasty should be really be red in the face And so should the whole human race

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When the last tree falls And the seas swell with plastic We'll have done our part

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Aug 14, 2021

Aug 14, 2021 at 10:40 AM UTC

zoe-mae

Mankind (haiku)

When the last tree falls And the seas swell with plastic We'll have done our part

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I wish I could write a great piece and then chill for a few Instead of scrounging each day to create something new Every poem I write literally makes me jones for more Is it the poet or the addict in me? I really can't be sure

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Aug 13, 2021

Aug 13, 2021 at 10:13 PM UTC

zoe-mae

Addicted to Poetry

I wish I could write a great piece and then chill for a few Instead of scrounging each day to create something new Every poem I write literally makes me jones for more Is it the poet or the addict in me? I really can't be sure

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Can I chop off your head so I can pick your brain? You look kind of inspired and somewhat sane Perhaps you have something clever to say? An original metaphor that isn't cliche Some snappy line that ropes people in And gets them to scroll all the way to the end? If you're reading this, we must have succeeded Sorry everyone for feeling cheated

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Aug 10, 2021

Aug 10, 2021 at 5:52 PM UTC

zoe-mae

My poor muse

Can I chop off your head so I can pick your brain? You look kind of inspired and somewhat sane Perhaps you have something clever to say? An original metaphor that isn't cliche Some snappy line that ropes people in And gets them to scroll all the way to the end? If you're reading this, we must have succeeded Sorry everyone for feeling cheated

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Sitting here trying to yank out a poem Uninspired, not in the zone Seems I've written it all before Once you write a good piece, it's hard to write more I used to scribble just for myself Now sometimes I feel, it's for someone else It hurts to work on a poem and then get 20 views Out of that, probably 2 likes or few I won't allow myself to write for thumbs up and hearts I can't blur where the real world ends and gigabytes start Yeah I had to yank this out, and for now it's all I got I'll lie and say I don't care if you like it or not

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Aug 7, 2021

Aug 7, 2021 at 10:57 AM UTC

zoe-mae

Thumbs up

Sitting here trying to yank out a poem Uninspired, not in the zone Seems I've written it all before Once you write a good piece, it's hard to write more I used to scribble just for myself Now sometimes I feel, it's for someone else It hurts to work on a poem and then get 20 views Out of that, probably 2 likes or few I won't allow myself to write for thumbs up and hearts I can't blur where the real world ends and gigabytes start Yeah I had to yank this out, and for now it's all I got I'll lie and say I don't care if you like it or not

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If you want to lead miscellaneous me miscellaneously until eternity I'm in...

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Aug 6, 2021

Aug 6, 2021 at 11:11 AM UTC

zoe-mae

Miscellaneous until eternity

If you want to lead miscellaneous me miscellaneously until eternity I'm in...

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I try to write from different perspectives Think outside of my box and be more objective Give every style of writing a chance Be open to learning an alien dance I appreciate effort and creativity Even if it's subjects that for me don't come easily I try to write and read from different perspectives But one thing remains constant I feel rejected

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Jul 23, 2021

Jul 23, 2021 at 7:34 PM UTC

zoe-mae

Perspectives

I try to write from different perspectives Think outside of my box and be more objective Give every style of writing a chance Be open to learning an alien dance I appreciate effort and creativity Even if it's subjects that for me don't come easily I try to write and read from different perspectives But one thing remains constant I feel rejected

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Know that your written words echo in my soul They touch my heart and never let go Leaving fingerprints evidence that you moved my heart and exposed my deepest emotions Thank you for sharing your passion Through your passion I found a voice in my silence, knowing that you have spoken I need your words like a heartbeat I pray to never stop breathing as long as you keep writing

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Oct 4, 2017

Oct 4, 2017 at 2:41 PM UTC

tuffy-mutombo

Letter to My Favorite Poet

Know that your written words echo in my soul They touch my heart and never let go Leaving fingerprints evidence that you moved my heart and exposed my deepest emotions Thank you for sharing your passion Through your passion I found a voice in my silence, knowing that you have spoken I need your words like a heartbeat I pray to never stop breathing as long as you keep writing

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