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"poemless" poems
As pained as we may be physically there is no greater hurt than a poet living in a poemless age
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Jan 19, 2015
Jan 19, 2015 at 1:31 PM UTC
Thought
last night i was filled with poetry - filled to the brim, and now i'm not. last night i was filled with pain and life and with the joy of knowing things, and now i am ordinary. last night i wrote, "he taught me how to bruise before i bleed," on a slip of paper. i knew what to do with the words then but now i don't. i have no poem to slip them into and no storyline to follow them and i can't even turn them into a painting. they sit and they stay and they stare at me and remind me that i am not a writer, because i don't write when i most need to.
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May 12, 2013
May 12, 2013 at 8:10 PM UTC
and last night slipped away, poemless
I use to write poetry and trying to imagine love. Untill I found you and I didn't have to imagine. Then I lost you and now I have no words.
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Nov 22, 2021
Nov 22, 2021 at 12:05 AM UTC
Poemless
I do not need to hide anything here, He will never read Anything by this haunted harlot. Poetry escapes him And eludes him. Even the most obvious of scribblings Furrows his brow And makes His head ache. And yet, he knows the facts He knows the truth, And must know that this is where I come, To purge and re-emerge? How can he not want to read, To see, To understand? We will never fully know each other - Perhaps, as he suggests, This is for the best.
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Oct 4, 2013
Oct 4, 2013 at 2:28 PM UTC
Poemless and Polarized
What is a poem? A poem is someones feelings,opinions, and thoughts. What is a poem? A poem Is something no one can understand. We speak from the heart and know no boundaries. A poem is something no one can take away..it's our voice in this poemless world.
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Aug 11, 2017
Aug 11, 2017 at 7:04 AM UTC
Poem
The well of poetry is dry And the oasis Who was once blooming around Dead Where is the rain? At least the soft wind The brings hopes of verses Where is the night That at least Cools the burning sands Of thoughts Lost in the desert... Of poemless dreams
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Nov 22, 2018
Nov 22, 2018 at 3:07 PM UTC
DROUGHT