#unanswerable - Hello Poetry

Try to answer these questions in 3-5 words each What does grass smell like? Not using the word crackle what does it sound like to step on snow? What does salt taste like? What does it smell like before rain? What does it smell like after rain? What does your hand feel like? What is the texture of hair? What does water taste like? What does it feel like to touch silk? What does gasoline smell like? What does a pine tree smell like? What does fear feel like? You may call yourself a poet, but can you answer this, the words rattle inside your brain the answer longs to get out. Yet you can't find the words to describe it.

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Dec 18, 2014

Dec 18, 2014 at 12:45 AM UTC

ThearaSteglaidias

To Call Yourself a Poet

Try to answer these questions in 3-5 words each What does grass smell like? Not using the word crackle what does it sound like to step on snow? What does salt taste like? What does it smell like before rain? What does it smell like after rain? What does your hand feel like? What is the texture of hair? What does water taste like? What does it feel like to touch silk? What does gasoline smell like? What does a pine tree smell like? What does fear feel like? You may call yourself a poet, but can you answer this, the words rattle inside your brain the answer longs to get out. Yet you can't find the words to describe it.

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Try to answer these questions in 3-5 words each What does grass smell like? It smells like dew Not using the word crackle what does it sound like to step on snow? *Like a faint fire ******* What does salt taste like? Bitter What does it smell like before rain? Familiar What does it smell like after rain? New, Fresh What does your hand feel like? Soft but then again rough What is the texture of hair? Silky but thick What does water taste like? Clear , Refreshing What does it feel like to touch silk? I drift off to another world What does gasoline smell like? Dangerous What does a pine tree smell like? Foreverlasting What does fear feel like? You want to be rescued You may call yourself a poet, but can you answer this, the words rattle inside your brain the answer longs to get out. Yet you can't find the words to describe it. Remember to use only 3-5 words each question. And if you want post ur answers in either a poem or the comment section, or keep them to yourself.

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Dec 29, 2014

Dec 29, 2014 at 9:17 PM UTC

AdiiMasterPieceGreene

You Call Yourself A Poet:Re

Try to answer these questions in 3-5 words each What does grass smell like? It smells like dew Not using the word crackle what does it sound like to step on snow? *Like a faint fire ******* What does salt taste like? Bitter What does it smell like before rain? Familiar What does it smell like after rain? New, Fresh What does your hand feel like? Soft but then again rough What is the texture of hair? Silky but thick What does water taste like? Clear , Refreshing What does it feel like to touch silk? I drift off to another world What does gasoline smell like? Dangerous What does a pine tree smell like? Foreverlasting What does fear feel like? You want to be rescued You may call yourself a poet, but can you answer this, the words rattle inside your brain the answer longs to get out. Yet you can't find the words to describe it. Remember to use only 3-5 words each question. And if you want post ur answers in either a poem or the comment section, or keep them to yourself.

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What if I fell? What if I fell and never stopped? Could I fall through time Could I exist only within myself? Then what would happen if I did stop? Suspended in midair, Would I find beauty or worthlessness? Would I find life within my reach Right then and there? Or would I see that everything is nothing That I am, yet I am not. Am I trapped inside my skin? Am I trapped in a prosthetic body, A prosthetic society? If I lay on the ground And took a breath Would the world breathe with me? Could I become a piece of nature Could I just simply be? Why do I search for pointless meanings? If I found the answers, would I be happy Or even more alone? Whys and what ifs cloud my head The haze is a gentle push To be more than it is that I am I feel nothing, yet I feel every little thing Why won't I accept? Why do I swim in possibilities That pull me back and forth? Dancing around in numbness Yet emotions sit right next to me Entertaining the idea That this is all that's left

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Mar 31, 2021

Mar 31, 2021 at 7:39 PM UTC

ryanfunroe

Unanswered Questions

What if I fell? What if I fell and never stopped? Could I fall through time Could I exist only within myself? Then what would happen if I did stop? Suspended in midair, Would I find beauty or worthlessness? Would I find life within my reach Right then and there? Or would I see that everything is nothing That I am, yet I am not. Am I trapped inside my skin? Am I trapped in a prosthetic body, A prosthetic society? If I lay on the ground And took a breath Would the world breathe with me? Could I become a piece of nature Could I just simply be? Why do I search for pointless meanings? If I found the answers, would I be happy Or even more alone? Whys and what ifs cloud my head The haze is a gentle push To be more than it is that I am I feel nothing, yet I feel every little thing Why won't I accept? Why do I swim in possibilities That pull me back and forth? Dancing around in numbness Yet emotions sit right next to me Entertaining the idea That this is all that's left

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Can a wise man follow his heart and it not be a contradiction? Can wisdom come from the heart? Intelligence is something very different to wisdom... does this also mean it resides somewhere other than the mind? Can you measure these things of yourself and be either?

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Jul 24, 2019

Jul 24, 2019 at 12:21 PM UTC

tony-tweedy

Who Knows?

Can a wise man follow his heart and it not be a contradiction? Can wisdom come from the heart? Intelligence is something very different to wisdom... does this also mean it resides somewhere other than the mind? Can you measure these things of yourself and be either?

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Ten thousand lights or more all strung upon the sky. Have stood there every night as life has passed me by. Never did they notice me as they stood their constant place. Never with cause to note the lines that time drew upon my face. Throughout my every year they have never changed at all. Their radiant glow never faded upon night-times magic shawl. They stand exactly where they were on the day I came to be. And there too they will stand when time draws it's end to me. My mind has often pondered why stars outlast us so. And as the sand yet dwindles I wish it more to know.

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Jan 30, 2020

Jan 30, 2020 at 9:11 AM UTC

tony-tweedy

Sands of Time

Ten thousand lights or more all strung upon the sky. Have stood there every night as life has passed me by. Never did they notice me as they stood their constant place. Never with cause to note the lines that time drew upon my face. Throughout my every year they have never changed at all. Their radiant glow never faded upon night-times magic shawl. They stand exactly where they were on the day I came to be. And there too they will stand when time draws it's end to me. My mind has often pondered why stars outlast us so. And as the sand yet dwindles I wish it more to know.

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What can I do If my birthday suit Is inside out and backwards? What can I say If every day I'm forced to be an actor? Why should I be Where they'd rather see Me hanging from a rafter? How can I live And just forgive The ones who call me ******* Am I preordained To wear this chain Keep living like a captor? Where should I flee If all I see Is one endless tragic chapter?

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Oct 1, 2020

Oct 1, 2020 at 9:14 PM UTC

crabapple

Inside out and Backwards

What can I do If my birthday suit Is inside out and backwards? What can I say If every day I'm forced to be an actor? Why should I be Where they'd rather see Me hanging from a rafter? How can I live And just forgive The ones who call me ******* Am I preordained To wear this chain Keep living like a captor? Where should I flee If all I see Is one endless tragic chapter?

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