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Thomas Newlove Feb 2016
"Don't let your imagination play tricks on you."
"I'm a writer, it's what I do."
"Surely sometimes it's handy?"
"It's normally just agony.."
Tweet verse is a poem comprised of exactly 140 characters
Thomas Newlove Mar 2016
The most tragic thing about film is that it isn't real - just reels of regret at what the world could have been. Life with colour and heart.
Tweet verse is a poem comprised of exactly 140 characters.
Thomas Newlove Mar 2016
For over two years, every day, I've dreamt of dying. Historically, I've always hated change but I'd certainly consider killing for some now.
Tweet verse is a poem comprised of exactly 140 characters.
Thomas Newlove Mar 2016
I feel like Howard Beale screaming: "I'm as mad as hell, and I'm not going to take this anymore!" There is a lengthy poem brewing inside me.
Tweet verse is a poem comprising of exactly 140 characters
Thomas Newlove Mar 2016
"You know nuthin', Jon Snow!"
Now get your blood and **** out for H.B.O.
I don't care if you're a Stark,
I'm only watching for Emilia Clarke
Tweet verse is a poem comprised of exactly 140 characters (including spaces and punctuation but excluding the title)
Thomas Newlove Mar 2016
The hot water at ten.
And if it rains, a closed car at four.
And we shall play a game of Snap -
Because we're all too stupid to play chess.
Tweet verse is a poem comprised of exactly 140 characters.
Thomas Newlove Apr 2016
I'm madly in love with words, but they can be as meaningful or as meaningless as you want them to be - like rain or blood. Maybe that's why.
Tweet verse is a poem comprised of exactly 140 characters
Thomas Newlove Apr 2016
The world is growing that little bit older, and everyone around you is blooming like flowers in spring and you are just stood there, rusting
Tweet verse is a poem comprised of exactly 140 characters.
Thomas Newlove Apr 2016
She's the finest, perfectly sweet gelato that Italy has to offer, but even once you have tasted her you're still susceptible to brain freeze
Tweet verse is a poem comprised of exactly 140 characters.
Thomas Newlove Apr 2016
I want to scream but the government doesn't care. They ignore the screams of the people. I write it down but it already feels like it's f...
The Irish Government just took €12 million away from the already depleted mental health services in Ireland, a country that has the highest male suicide rate in Europe. The debate had a horrifically low turnout in government as the majority of elected officials didn't even bother to show up.
Thomas Newlove May 2016
In a world that is a sea of seductive men and women amidst a sea of seductive beds amidst a seductive darkness we are all just stubbed toes.
Tweet verse is a poem comprised of exactly 140 characters
Thomas Newlove Jun 2016
It is the most wonderful gift to create worlds with your mind and hands - to create these surreal places where you can hide from your tears.
Thomas Newlove Jul 2016
On occasion, when one sees a man's front garden destroyed to make space for a new car, a nuclear holocaust seems quite an apt end for us all
Thomas Newlove Jul 2016
She drinks fine wine and oozes class - with eyes and a smile that melt my heart. Here's me, just oozing, with cider and tears for company...
Thomas Newlove Jul 2016
For months she made my heart beat faster, but the indifference I know she feels must be accepted, even at the cost of complete obliteration.
Thomas Newlove Jul 2016
You're so beautiful my head gets dizzy talking to you. And those words escaping my mouth just stumble. Over your. Eternal eyes. Where was I?
Thomas Newlove Jul 2015
If one hundred and forty characters were all that's left to send help and save the world, I probably shouldn't have spent them writing this.
Thomas Newlove Jul 2015
Poems are sometimes a lovely way to clear ones head and feel the beating of your heart and the cogs turning in your brain. Even short poems.
Thomas Newlove Jul 2016
I'm, almost always, a hopeless romantic, and never a misogynist, but some girls are just *** personified - doused in an inevitable emptiness
Thomas Newlove Aug 2016
A lesbian nightmare is nothing
At all like a lesbian dream -
She had captured my heart
with her smile and eyes
But played for another team.
Thomas Newlove Aug 2016
Penning rhymes post-coitally
Always felt like it was supposed to be
But now there's something rather empty
About composing post-*******.
Thomas Newlove Aug 2016
Pardon my French but -
That **** Parisian accent,
The mischievous smile,
The devilish sense of humour
And, my heart, she's fire
******* hell
Thomas Newlove Sep 2016
I told her about my pin badges -
It was that kind of intimacy.
She went away
and we talked every day,
But brought me back a fridge magnet.
Thomas Newlove Sep 2016
Happiness is like a chocolate cake -
When it's in front of you, there is no
Greater feeling or thrill.
When it's gone, there's just nothing.
Thomas Newlove Sep 2016
Scholars debated for decades
The meaning of those words
He had written.
He couldn't quite say
But knew they had been important at the time.
Thomas Newlove Sep 2016
"What's the worst that could happen?," he said, praying she wouldn't say what he had feared.
Her eyes said it all: "We could fall in love."
Thomas Newlove Oct 2016
In times of extreme stress -
My peak anxiety,
I come out in terrible spots -
Just one or two
strategically placed.
*******, why tonight?
Thomas Newlove Oct 2016
The better *** is so obvious on a night out,
Where there are always men
Walking around, sad and alone.
While the women always hunt in packs.
Thomas Newlove Oct 2016
If God exists and he is great, fair and just, why does my nose always start to itch when I'm in the shower and my hands are full of shampoo?
Thomas Newlove Oct 2016
She doesn't realise I'm madly in love with her.
She's so in love and it's beautiful
and it kills me...
I guess it's all out there now. ****.
Thomas Newlove Oct 2016
Anxiety is the thought of people as scary
And the thought of death or loneliness as comforting.
In 2016, look around and tell me it's odd.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
Surrounded by such eternal happiness, there's a soul-crushing, heart-breaking loneliness to it all. So I drink and wait for the pain to end.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
Now it dawned on him why he couldn't get his mind off her. She had that Audrey Hepburn air and like Roman Holiday he just couldn't look away
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
The more he thought about it, the more Audrey she became, until her class, grace, breathtaking good looks and her smile were just cinematic.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
He could write endless books about the curl of her lips when she smiles but they would be futile in expressing truly how they made him feel.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
A horrible thought wanders by, as I dream of my fellow HP writers who have put pen to their pain, and wonder how many I've hearted are dead.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
In Wicklow, the stars shine brighter.
You'd think they would offer some inspiration,
But all they do is remind us how *******
small we are.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
It's only just November and I'm already dreading the inevitable loneliness, the capitalist greed, and eventual meaninglessness of Christmas.
Thomas Newlove Jul 2015
For it was in that one moment, suspended from fleeting, if only for that very specific moment, that nothing else mattered. And it was perfec
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
Trying to assemble a completely blank jigsaw puzzle, I am torn - am I missing a piece or is this just a naturally difficult puzzle to solve?
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
Can you hear the drums Fernando?
The slow, pounding sounds of my heart
As it transcends the circles of time
To find that nothing has changed
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
You were the blanket of winter's dusk
Snug beating back an icy haze
But what I wanted was to feel the fire
Of hearts amidst your summer days
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
My face is crammed full with food,
Stomach bursting at the seams,
I feel sick of myself and the world
But it's always been that way it seems
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
I tried so hard to remain happy.
I truly did try -
For you, as much for myself,
But I fear that true happiness
Is the world's greatest lie.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
Sometimes, with a drink, my poetry makes music.
Others, it echoes Hemingway's cry.
I never liked editing, but always did like
Talking *****.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
She always liked the romance of
Slow dancing in a burning room.
I did too, but now I can't imagine
Doing any of it with a dancing partner.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
Burying my head in a book
Has a truly remarkable feeling.
There's a deeply personal ecstasy to it.
Still, it's not quite between your thighs
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
It's often on chilly afternoons when you think of mundane things like warm blankets or if a banister could support a rope to snap your neck.
Thomas Newlove Nov 2016
The world is dark but it is also a place full of life and within those lives there are good people and sometimes one of them makes you smile
Thomas Newlove Sep 2015
If I had to drown one thousand deaths
And sink beneath a quarry
I'd still want to spend all those one thousand breaths
Telling you I'm sorry
Another example of Tweet Verse... an 140 character poem.
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