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503 · Apr 2020
Lyla
Maple Hartmann Apr 2020
There is this girl who is a joyful one.
Having no care about in her life for she had everything she wants.
Every single thing that she asks will immediately be done.
Yelling her servants to come and then chants:

"Servants of my household, hear me thee."
"Have my humble request be done immediately."
"Every word, every word, you shall agree."
"Gather here my servants for I have a wish for me."

One by one, her sevants came before her.
To hear her utterly rediculus wishes - they're silently furious.
Reaching their limits, if not for her father.
A gentle man with honor to which they are gracious.

Passing the message, they had enough.
Everyone gathered and devised a plan.
Dark comes in and it's time for her to be thought.
Heaven forbids for what they have done.

Early morning when the sun rose up.
Residents of  the town heard thay the girl suddenly hanged up.
A forced poetry. I'm not even going to hide that fact since I rushed this one up. Didn't had much time for proofing. I just write it and went on since I'm in a hurry. Welp, still a poem I wrote, so...
254 · Apr 2020
Doll
Maple Hartmann Apr 2020
I wanted to sing.
But the world doesn't let me.
I was born mute so I couldn't sing.
I think the world hates me.

I wanted to dance.
But the world really hate me.
I don't really much remember what happened since I was little.
But I do remember when they removed my knee.

I want to draw.
I still have both of my hands with me.
But the world really wants me to never do anything I wanted.
The world ******* me up when I suddenly couldn't see.

Even so I really can't do much anything right now,
I still can use my mouth and speak freely.
But then the world really, REALLY hates me to the core.
Just as I thought, it took my voice away from me.

I am blind, deaf, mute, and I can't even move myself.
Just what did I do to the world that it had almost cursed me?!
I'm done! I'm done! Just end my life if you hate me that much!
Just end my life... and put an end to my misery...

Im begging you...
I think it is better for me to become a doll instead rather than being a human. Dolls had a purpose why they are being made - to be played be children. Me? I don't have a purpose.

PS: The above statement is just a part of the poem itself. Kinda like an intro. Hehe. Seriously. (-___-)
122 · Apr 2020
Them
Maple Hartmann Apr 2020
Others can cook.
I can't.
Others can draw.
I can't.
Others can sing.
I can't.
Others can swim.
I can't.

Others have friends.
I don't have one.
Others have loved ones.
I don't have one.
Others have siblings.
I don't have one.
Others have family.
I don't have one.

Others are rich.
I'm not.
Others are successful.
I'm not.
Others are free.
I'm not.
Others are better.
I'm not.

Others can do anything.
I can't.
Others have everything.
I have nothing.
Others are very lucky.
I'm not.
Others is all they need.
And so I'm done.
Freeform is the best form of poetry for me. You can just write everything without worrying about rhythm, rhymes, stanzas, and everything. You're free to express yourself without any rules to follow.
118 · Apr 2020
Human #759-0220
Maple Hartmann Apr 2020
Drowning as I breath.
Suffocating as I speak.
Screaming as I feel.
Dying as I live.
Does four liner still a thing on poetry today? Curious.
81 · Apr 2020
I
Maple Hartmann Apr 2020
I
Once a joyful girl.
But then a tragedy came.
Her smile went away.
Haikus are simple yet beautiful.

Probably didn't nail this one for sure. But hey! At least I tried.

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