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A centipede was happy quite,
Until a frog in fun
Said, “Pray, which leg comes after which?”
This raised her mind to such a pitch,
She lay distracted in the ditch
Considering how to run.

(03-12-2021, 12:39 PM)Lopyt Wrote: [ -> ]Do you carrot all for me?
My heart beets for you,
With your turnip nose
And your radish face,
You are a peach.
If we cantaloupe,
Lettuce marry:
Weed make a swell pear.

PFFTTTT

Original poem: Through The Window


Through the window I did see

The earth, green with grass and trees

I did see the sun above, and its

sparkling reflection in the river


Through the window, I did see

The birds, flying loops and spirals

In the open day, under skies free

of clouds, rain or winds of woe


Through the window, I did see

A river, flowing so fast, so clean

Through the valley, and the wood

Saving from thirst happy greens


Through the window, I did see

A world of wonder, waiting for me

But the sun is falling from the sky

And I am still behind the window

Hello, lovelies! Sorry for not posting anything on here for very long.. I know I know, I do continuously say that I will post here more often, but:

     #1.) I keep forgetting.
                    &
     #2.) I have some major commitment issues.

Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this one at the least!

I Am Not Yours

[color=var(--black)]Sara Teasdale - 1884-1933[/color]

[color=var(--black)]I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be
Lost as a candle lit at noon,
Lost as a snowflake in the sea.[/color]
[color=var(--black)]Oh plunge me deep in love—put out
My senses, leave me deaf and blind,
Swept by the tempest of your love,
A taper in a rushing wind.

[/color]


[color=var(--black)]https://poets.org/poem/i-am-not-yours [/color]

Look down at the body
you may see no trace of wounds
but in the eye
the eye of the beholder
one cannot assume.

Not a drop of blood is drawn
but you know how it bleeds
beware of the sharp edged weapon
called human being

It is a shield of passion
and strong will
from this I am the victor
instead of the kill

I will not feed your hunger, instead
I bite the pain
looking not back, but forward
I bite down hard
try to cover up the trail of deceit
and daggers spawned from your soul

Acid, the tears of remorse
flow in vain, too late for regrets
save it
for the next ill fated game.

Ashes and promises share a bond
Through the winds of change
Words are blown away
When visions that should be
Are tattooed in your mind
The power to let go
Is sometimes hard to find

The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others
Or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined

Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit

[Chorus:]
Promises a potential to hurt
Is anything real?
When forever is to be until
Deep inside, in the world of empty words...
No escaping from those haunting
empty words...

Do you ever feel it?
A craving that is so strong
To by thought rewind in order to find

Expectations that shined through the doubt
That soon would turn into the price
Of what a word will be worth
When tomorrow comes
To be and we are left
Standing on our own-
And seeing what is real...

The answer cannot be found
In the writing of others
Or the words of a trained mind
In a precious world of memories
We find ourselves confined

Claws so razor sharp
Ripping at the spirit

In the name of desperation
I call your name
A lamentation I sigh
Again and again

Spiritual eclipse
The gateways are closed for me to seek

The night...
A veil of stars, watching
My shadow is born from light
The light of the eye, in darkness

Over troubled waters memories soar
Endlessly, searching night and day
The moonlight caresses a lonely hill
With the calmness of a whisper

I wear a naked soul
A blank face in the streaming water
It is cold in here
Frost scar my coat with dust

Eyes attach to your mute portrait
We spoke only through thoughts
Together we gazed, awaited
Hours brought thirst and the rising sun

Sunbirds leave their dark recesses
Shadows glide the archways

Do not turn your face towards me
Confronting me with my loneliness
You are in a forest unknown
The secret orchard
And your voice is vast and achromatic
But still so precious

Lullaby of the crescent moon took you
Mesmerized, its kaleidoscopic face
Granted you a hollow stare
Another soul within the divine herd

I have kept it
The Amaranth symbol
Hiddin inside the golden shrine
Until we rejoice in the meadow
Of the end
When we both walk the shadows
It will set ablaze and vanish
Black rose immortal

It is getting dark again
Dusk shuffle across the fields
The evening trees moan as if they knew
At night I always dream of you

Here is a quick little segment because it's been a while since I have made an addition to my poem storage bin :/

Here is a quick little segment that I wrote since it's been so long since the last time I made an addition to my poem storage bin :/
Anyways, here ya go <3

The War
By: Bolt
She didn’t win the war
Her story was never told
She tried
She cried
She lied
She loved
But in the end

She broke
She tore
And Piece
By
Piece
She fell away


He couldn’t stop that feeling
He never stopped pretending
His stories grow
Spreading their branches
Simply to fill the cracks inside him
He tried
He cried
She
Gave
Him

Everything

He loved
He lied
And in the end
He broke her
She tore
And Piece
By
Piece
They fell apart
She faded away
And the war was over