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NoFucksGiven Nov 2016
She dances to a soundless tune
It has no beat
And no tune
But she till dances to this soundless tune
The songs changes every second, every minute, every hour
From anger to happiness
From joy to sorrow
It's like a story
But unlike every other story
It
Never
Ends
To All Reader:
I ask of you to give me you critiques on my poems. I want to become a better poet, and i need to know what i need to work on.
Kathryn Heim Mar 2016
My words go with me everyday.

My words can laugh and run and play.

My words can shout or sing a song.

My words can be short or very long.

My words can be angry and sometimes mad.

My words can be lonely and very sad.

My words can shine and be very bright.

My words can be still like a cold dark night.

My words can soar like a bird in the air.

My words can hug like a big warm bear.

My words can dance like a ballarina’s toes.

My words can balance on the end of my nose.

My words can squirm and twist and wiggle.

My words can sometimes make me giggle.

My words can grow like a beautiful flower.

My words can last for one whole hour.

My words can be sticky like jam on toast.

My words can be scary like a groaning ghost.

My words can be forever like the big blue sky.

My words can flicker like a firefly.

My words can clap and celebrate.

My words are mine to build and create.

My words can be many or they can be few.

But most of all,

My words are a gift from me to you.

— The End —