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"micropoetry" poems
**Stumbled in mind & soul I had no idea that night would would lead to shattered scene** #micropoetry
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Oct 23, 2013
Oct 23, 2013 at 4:56 AM UTC
Shattered Scene
*Dig yourself but not too much or you'll be setting a* grave
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 8:21 AM UTC
Micropoetry #4
We are weak and human in all sorts of places, hide them in all walks and spaces.
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Sep 25, 2015
Sep 25, 2015 at 9:30 PM UTC
Micropoetry #10
I am painting a mural with my words, Cameos, sublime, Turquoise, line my blue bell filled path To Luminescence #micropoetry #poetry
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 2:37 PM UTC
The Mural of My Words
Take me to the ocean Bring the leaping sun Daybreak is full of diamonds Dancing swelling tides Make me want to write
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Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 1:46 PM UTC
Micropoetry
October is a beggar Knocking on doors Snatching golden leaves In Autumn
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Oct 8, 2017
Oct 8, 2017 at 1:48 PM UTC
Micropoetry
It's like something snapped in me and it took all my joy away
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Aug 18, 2015
Aug 18, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
Micropoetry #2
13/2/2014 Scraps My brain chemistry is imbalanced: Add another conflict and I'll combust. Bitter still with a sense of mistrust. #poetry #micropoetry My eyes aren't for appreciating The silver lining in your carefully crafted lies #poetry 2/3 Before you owe yourself Another one of my favours Consider the foundations On which I stand #poetry 1/3 A rusting of the silver lining A shattered hourglass and microscope lens With its' scattered shards all along My path of life #poetry Driving us slowly, up an avenue to death There on death's porch (Blood marks on death's door) We are one breath short/ We fall and die alone #poetry #micropoetry The bell tolls its' daily trill Of a diminshed tone Diminishing every thrill A boredom that breaks bones #poetry #micropoetry
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Feb 13, 2014
Feb 13, 2014 at 5:50 PM UTC
Scraps 13/2/2014
*You can spot the genius with his boat of questions among a sea of answers.* I used to think being intelligent is knowing. Incorrect. Knowing is merely absorbing information and the ones biologically gifted with expansive memory capacities have an advantage then. But true intelligence is understanding. True genius asks when nobody else would. True genius hears an answer but do not agree to it immediately. True genius sees no harm in being called naive for prying. True genius  believes there are many truths so they challenge those already accepted. Those who have explored their minds and know deeply that it is ever unfathomable.
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Sep 11, 2015
Sep 11, 2015 at 2:30 AM UTC
Micropoetry #7
your soul a purple field of dreams softspoken dewy flowers outpouring love its covering uprooting weariness uplifting the spirit
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Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 1:53 AM UTC
Your soul (micropoetry)
You are unforgiving with yourself first before anyone is.
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Sep 13, 2015
Sep 13, 2015 at 11:36 AM UTC
Micropoetry #8
You talk so much of love but do nothing to keep it
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Sep 17, 2015
Sep 17, 2015 at 12:28 AM UTC
Micropoetry #10
You are loose in places unscrewed as a child.
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Aug 15, 2015
Aug 15, 2015 at 4:02 AM UTC
Micropoetry #1
Isn't it strange? You've been living with yourself all this while But you can't even figure out who you are.
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Aug 23, 2015
Aug 23, 2015 at 3:56 AM UTC
Micropoetry #3
*I stopped being scared of the lights turned off, the night underneath my bed when I understood that there is a bigger dark within me.*
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Sep 16, 2015
Sep 16, 2015 at 8:20 PM UTC
Micropoetry #9
To be normal is to refuse this mad life.
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Aug 31, 2015
Aug 31, 2015 at 3:21 AM UTC
Micropoetry #6
*He was nothing in a crowd She was everything all on her own*
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Aug 28, 2015
Aug 28, 2015 at 3:24 PM UTC
Micropoetry #5
A baby cries, tears from the spring.
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Feb 12, 2016
Feb 12, 2016 at 8:11 AM UTC
Micropoetry