#penandpaper - Hello Poetry

I have these complicated feelings they unfurl in my chest begging to be let out I release them from the ribcage with a pen and paper my poems are their escape it makes me feel lighter like happiness can fill me instead of the dark curling tendrils of despair

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Mar 14, 2025

Mar 14, 2025 at 9:46 AM UTC

theperilouspoet77

why I do this

I have these complicated feelings they unfurl in my chest begging to be let out I release them from the ribcage with a pen and paper my poems are their escape it makes me feel lighter like happiness can fill me instead of the dark curling tendrils of despair

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I just bought A new notebook today Have so many things I want to say Filled the last one In like a week Writing is the Way I speak Express emotions With pen and paper Spoken words Will turn to vapor All my thoughts Fill your pages It's a story For the ages When I see Your empty page All my feelings Start to rage Maybe I'll write A poem or two Close your cover When I'm through Inside your cover Does flow my pen Silently waiting by my bed Till I need you again

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May 27, 2016

May 27, 2016 at 3:42 PM UTC

the-lunchtime-poet

My Silent Friend

I just bought A new notebook today Have so many things I want to say Filled the last one In like a week Writing is the Way I speak Express emotions With pen and paper Spoken words Will turn to vapor All my thoughts Fill your pages It's a story For the ages When I see Your empty page All my feelings Start to rage Maybe I'll write A poem or two Close your cover When I'm through Inside your cover Does flow my pen Silently waiting by my bed Till I need you again

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As the ink stains the page On this day I pray that I don't stray Away to another way Truth in each and every step I take Realities I create Spread love Watch me demonstrate

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Jan 19, 2016

Jan 19, 2016 at 3:49 PM UTC

afrosamurai

Randoms from the book

As the ink stains the page On this day I pray that I don't stray Away to another way Truth in each and every step I take Realities I create Spread love Watch me demonstrate

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Too lazy to decipher scrawl, she took to typing. But graphite gratified, thunderbolts struck her empty. Nostalgic for the soothing scratch of pencil as a child cloistered, shuffled between states, who translated her life to pass the days.

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Aug 13, 2014

Aug 13, 2014 at 8:38 PM UTC

courtney-pruitt

Graphite gratified.

Too lazy to decipher scrawl, she took to typing. But graphite gratified, thunderbolts struck her empty. Nostalgic for the soothing scratch of pencil as a child cloistered, shuffled between states, who translated her life to pass the days.

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