#untagged - Hello Poetry

It's funny how most of my poems starts with I and not you or we I've given it alot of thought that instead of writing about me and placing I before we I'll take all things surrounding me and make a rhyme or two about it From the the neighbours walking on the street to the humming sounds of the birds in the morning From the hustle and bustel sounds of the town's street to the tinder whispers of the blooming orchard tree From now on I've decided to make me and I only applicable when there's we that I'm talking about because as the saying goes there's no me or I in a team...

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Apr 8, 2018

Apr 8, 2018 at 3:16 PM UTC

tash-2

Let's include we...

It's funny how most of my poems starts with I and not you or we I've given it alot of thought that instead of writing about me and placing I before we I'll take all things surrounding me and make a rhyme or two about it From the the neighbours walking on the street to the humming sounds of the birds in the morning From the hustle and bustel sounds of the town's street to the tinder whispers of the blooming orchard tree From now on I've decided to make me and I only applicable when there's we that I'm talking about because as the saying goes there's no me or I in a team...

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We born with big spirit within ourselves... We grew up with a light faded away deep inside...Shy from us...Scared of what had been fed inside us... We became at some point of time unknown to ourselves... And... We became a Heretics, when we start taking courses not known for other who used to know us! For those who deluded our tissues with... Blood not ours... With Breathes not for us to breath... With Tears not for us to be part of Cries... We became lost in the space... Lost in many paths... Lost in Silence and even in Crowds... And .... Still have that Light, trying to find its way to the Universe... Still Cleansing... We Still Walk in Paths... We Still Longing for Brightening the Dark inside us... There are still Places inside us and outside there... Those Places that would be nice to be Un-tagged with things that are not meant to be for US!!!...

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May 2, 2017

May 2, 2017 at 12:12 AM UTC

mazen-edlibi

The Un-tagged

We born with big spirit within ourselves... We grew up with a light faded away deep inside...Shy from us...Scared of what had been fed inside us... We became at some point of time unknown to ourselves... And... We became a Heretics, when we start taking courses not known for other who used to know us! For those who deluded our tissues with... Blood not ours... With Breathes not for us to breath... With Tears not for us to be part of Cries... We became lost in the space... Lost in many paths... Lost in Silence and even in Crowds... And .... Still have that Light, trying to find its way to the Universe... Still Cleansing... We Still Walk in Paths... We Still Longing for Brightening the Dark inside us... There are still Places inside us and outside there... Those Places that would be nice to be Un-tagged with things that are not meant to be for US!!!...

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Untitled? Oh really? They couldn't just leave it blank? Untitled sounds disappointed, Like they expect every poem to have a real title. Or that it somehow makes it less of a poem, because it simply lacks a word at the top? Some poems don't need a title, & this is no exception. If I wanted a title I would have put one, So please just leave it be.

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Jun 18, 2014

Jun 18, 2014 at 2:54 AM UTC

fuji-bear

Untitled

Untitled? Oh really? They couldn't just leave it blank? Untitled sounds disappointed, Like they expect every poem to have a real title. Or that it somehow makes it less of a poem, because it simply lacks a word at the top? Some poems don't need a title, & this is no exception. If I wanted a title I would have put one, So please just leave it be.

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