The poetry thread

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"Polly"
Thoughts so loud.
I can't think.
Kitchen sink.
Wanna drink.
Unscrew the bolts.
From my head.
Immortal man.
Left for dead.
Battlefield.
Take your pick.
Took a step.
Heard a click.
Be yourself.
No not like that.
Little less.
Guess that's fine.
Fake a smile.
Bow your head.
Keep your toes.
Behind the line.
Philosophy.
Won't help you here.
You think too much.
Cut it out.
They stuff the meat.
In my mouth.
I had a dream.
What about?
They're asking me.
To chew and swallow.
To take it where.
And when they want.
Cut myself.
Burn tomorrow.
Run away.
Start a hunt.
Little snacks.
In little traps.
And hidden manholes.
Dangers tall.
You're hopin' for.
A savior but.
There's nothing here.
Behind this wall.
String me up.
Cut me up.
Grind my bones.
Make a stew.
Holy words.
Father sent.
For the trees.
Not for you.
Hate my dog.
Hate my god.
Hate myself.
Spread the love.
Stuff me in.
Stretch me out.
Hell below.
Hell above.
 
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Trying poetry for the first time, don't shame me, I don't know how this is done.


The days spent in your wait have never been for naught,
The way you moved your eyes and lips had my attention caught.

In the vast pool of loneliness where I was drowning, I met you.
I never liked people to begin with, yet your light broke through.

Oh, my Aphrodite, are you an angel or the devil’s flame?
You made me fall in a way that would put Icarus to shame.
Still, I have a quiet hunch that for you it’s just a game.

You look like a saint, almost divine,
So much I fear the world forbids you ever to be mine.

But alas, I know this hope is all for naught,
You wouldn’t even see me, even if I gave all that I’ve got.

I would hide you from this wretched world and never let you go,
I wouldn’t lose your pretty hands, even if it makes me bow.

To the gods I send my unreachable wishes and pray,
While knowing, in the end, I was just another one of her prey.
 
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I just dropped by, i guess better late than nothing.

Anyway i want to share a single work of mine, i hope you guys don't mind, it's very short and not fancy at all for me, i am really suck yet why i don't want to stop writing? Anyways sorry to keep you waiting here! (Please tell me your thought if you don't mind after reading it.)

Idiocracy
The unsightly
‎reminiscently
‎The foolishly
‎Self indulging minded absently
‎Regretful causality

‎Tampered state deteriotely
‎Descending upon seemingly
‎The unbecoming needlessly




Geez i really feel embarassed with myself, i myself think it's too complicated and vague, but i write it exactly like how i feel that day, also expect many grammatical mistake and error because english is not my first languange so sorry for that, but i try to get better and better.
 
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My second poem on this forum/website, idk how my mind stumbled upon this, though i couldn't tell if this can be considered as poem or not due to how inconsistent thye rhyme is.

Title: Untitled
‎Tis not a thing to be called flaggelation
‎Matter not how many pain endured

‎The stain will not completely erased
‎Shadows that come unto life beckoned

‎Serve as prove thus reminder
‎Sin indeed maladies of one minded
‎Tho it strangely persistent upon willed
‎Such thing considered as nature

‎To one who've been granted thought
‎To draw breath to witness them
‎But not to let em take reign
‎Over thousand pondering hammering thought.
 

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