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Falling for Beau
Falling was easy, Giving up was too
Yet everything changed when I fell for you
Love was so strange, I thought it was voodoo
Things still kept changing when I fell for Beau
I was a shadow in the twilight sky
You were the star that held my hopes and dreams
I'd say 'I love you' but that'd be risky
So I'll pray and dream of happy endings
With every gentle touch I keep dreaming
Dreams of happy endings for you and me
It's funny how I was always hoping
That Beau would someday start falling for me
I'll never forget when I fell for you
As you stare, I whisper, I love you Beau.
#Poem#FirstPoem#Sonnet#Lmao can you tell i dont write poems that much?#How obvious is it that im very touchstarved TOT
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As the days fly by we talk and we babble
Sometimes deep and other times shallow
In our memories we dance to music that played what feels like centuries ago
But when I'm with you, just a moment ago
You've taught me so much and so much I have learned, but I fear that for all you have given I have only taken
I wish to give more, pay you in spades
So this is a tribute to you, for without, this wouldn't exist
A new way you taught me to love, I hope to share it with you one day. And if not, I hope that whomever it may be knows to thank you
For all that I have changed in you, you changed me 10 fold
You may never know, you may never find, but a silent tribute to you, for you are so kind
#newpoet#firstpoem#I love you#i miss you#dark acamedia?#im new to this please explain#feedback welcome
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Arrogance
You claim to know it all
But do you really at all
You claim you know who we are
But do you know what we know
You make a mistake
I tell you why with a smile
You think you know it all
Think you know nothing wrong
I tell you of your flaws
You tell me with pride that you have none
I tell you the truth
You tell me i am wrong
You claim to know it all
But do you really at all
You claim you're above mistakes
But do you know the risk you take?
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Rainbow
It ain't just black and white
What you think isn't just right
A rainbow does exist ,
Clouded from your sight
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I can't even tell you why it hurts so much
Your gone, hes gone and I'm left out of touch
You both left me on my own
In a time where I couldn't be trusted alone
So now I lay in bed
Snippets playing over in my head
Like "at least it was nice while it lasted"
Reminding me of all the times we chatted
About family, about the "no matter what"
I cant even tell you why it hurts so much
-uncompleted poem
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Because after beer,
We need some poetry.
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| I apologize if this isn’t good- I have never posted my poems anywhere- And this is mostly for venting, but if you have advice please share! |
The World:
Soft indie music with the windows down
Rainbows on every little doodle
Pastel clothes and drawings
Sunshine painting my vision
Meeting you took that away
Meeting you gave me more
Meeting you gave me rainbows
Meeting you gave me the Sunshine
Pink skies and bike rides outside
Watching setting suns from my window
Soft love songs early in the morning
Excitement and bright clothes
Losing you took that away
Losing you ripped it from my warm hands
Losing you burned my chest
Losing you took away the stars
Tears and mint chocolate ice cream
Sad songs and video games
Rock music and dark clothes
Binge watching and red pens
Losing you took that away too
Losing you taught me to love
Losing you taught me that love hurts
Losing you taught me about the world
Fun music with windows down
Laughing with new friends and junk food
Watching movies past the sunset
Sleeping in till the sun has risen
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"What would life be, if we had no courage to attempt anything" ~Vincent Van Gogh . . . . . . . . . . . . . #poems #poem #poemoftheday #poemas #poemofig #poemsdaily #poemsbyme #poemcommunity #poemlove #poemsofinsta #heartsoil #theramblingnerds #changes #firstpoem #selfpoetry #tumblr #tumblrpoetry #tumblrgram #tumblrasthetic #tumblrpost Picture from @pinterest 💕 https://www.instagram.com/p/CSqySq0pkt9/?utm_medium=tumblr
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:) first one do read
There's always a window
I am peeping out of it!
Looking for my lost friends and my old memories,
looking for my my good old days and finding myself,
But one day,Sunshine touched my soul.
And Now I'm looking for my dreams and finding the purpose of my life.
~A :)
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Perfection Like a whale in the sea is how I feel
Yet everyone says I need more blubber
The image of perfection in my mind never forgets to shock me like an eel
I need to be like her
Perfect weight perfect face
I will be like her
So I try and try till I can not keep a pace
A homemade smile sewed to my face
I cry and I yell all emotions hidden
So put on some makeup and quit your bitchin
Work out some more till all fat is ridden
I am almost like her
Don’t forget about that ass
You know you need that hourglass
Or the boys won’t like you
Lonely forever, unlike her
A couple more fixes and I will be her
Wear more provocative clothing to be more prettier
But I want to conceal to avoid feeling bitter
The more I show the more attention
But at the same time, you are a whore looking for prehension
But now you are just like her,
Perfect and tall
You finished the mission,
heart hollowed out and all
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NO NAME
Blinded by her curves
Now I have to calm my nerves
Got high over her physique
Is this a new technique
Eyes wide open ,I can not blink
Mind disturbed, I can not think
In a state of confusion
Lost i can't find the right conclusion
What have I just seen
A beautiful angel like teen
Hours later I am still amazed
I'm pretty sure the whole world gazed
Poetry can not explain
All it would do is complain
What I just saw was an angel in disguise
And nothing about her I despise
-Athi N
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The Cat
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The girl danced among the autumn leaves
Capturing the sprirt l of the sleepy afternoon sky
It’s soul mapped out like stars onto glossy snapshots
Vivid hues of violet and magenta all bled together like watercolors across a page
Dim emerging stars were waking from their slumber
All immortalized in a single photograph
Kept alive forevermore
Click
The girl approached a brick wall
Forgotten and eroded with age
Smiling pitifully with rows upon rows of jagged teeth
Click
The girl gazed dreamy-eyed at the bleeding orange moon
Her caramel hair spilling in the wind
A flicker of wonder sparked deep in her dewy brown eyes
She mingled with the twilight like a long lost friend
Click
The girl perched herself on the wall
It’s decaying brick face crumbling like a stale pastry
Kissing her hands and knees with tiny indigo bruises
Click
The girl tiptoed along the endless length of the wall
Her camera eagerly pulsated, craving to create something beautiful
It’s electronic warmth seething against her skin in the biting autumn chill
Click
A menacing silhouette approaches
As silent and eerie as a shadow
A tiny beast stalking in the dark
Meow
The creature announced its presence
It daintily crossed its paws as it settled next to the girl
Her smile gapped between her rosy cheeks
The creature flicked its tail, unimpressed
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The wall shuddered dangerously as the girl shifted her weight
The concrete slowly decomposed around her
Like a carcass left to rot
The girl prepared to shoot one last picture
Her final masterpiece
Click
The girl’s lifeless body collapsed among the fallen leaves
Her soft white skin painted with gore
She was nothing but a husk now
An empty vessel of torn flesh and cracked bones
The creature stalked towards her , pleased
Another soul another notch in its belt
The blackness of the polaroid started to fade
A horrifying creature with insidious black holes for eyes and razor blades for teeth displayed across its gleaming surface
The creature purred with delight
It has never looked so beautiful
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What if?
if the lights were out, what would i be thinking about? what if there was a place, where there was no waste?
what if i run out of ink, what if there was no place to think? what if i run out of paper? would i be a faker?
What if i run out of words? do only i hear birds? what if its all an illusion? am i even human? -weirdo._.moon
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This is my first poem which I wrote when I was in 6th standard (at present I study in 9th standard).
Truly those were the golden days when our life was a smooth sea, no worries, we would endlessly keep sailing. When the biggest problem of our lives were homework and tests. When everyone were our true friends.
But as we grow up we see life in a complete different way. It is no more a smooth sea, it becomes a sea that is filled with tornadoes, hurricanes and has end number of wild sea animals. We get mature. We no more have to deal with problems like homework and tests. Huge battles are waiting for us.
No matter how your life reveals itself always keep the child in you alive.
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Me attempting to right and making a poem
Please leave criticism i actually appreciate it, also no i dont know what this poem will be named, maybe something will come up. Anyways :)
edit- i shit u not i actually wrote right and didnt think abt it twice, thats why ill keep it.
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A little girl, looking through a screen.
More like a window, where other people gleam.
They paint, they write, they smoke, and they live life.
They shine, they smile, all gold and oh- their hair.
What did this little ever do to be put off twice?
What does this little girl have to compare?
For all she does is look through a little window, and fall in despair.
Does this little girl fit somewhere?
Why can’t this little girl be a vanilla?
Why does this little girl have to be oh- so useless?
Ugly like a gorilla.
And can’t do anything for fucks-sake!
Worthless, Worthless, Worthless.
This all repeats in her little head
Stuck on repeat, until someone saves her instead.
“Don’t look through the window” they said
But don't they know the window is her only living,
Her only cause?
“Find a new cause” they said
And so she let herself be led ahead
Away from the window, and soon it slept.
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