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So, I love poetry to no extent, which I understand not a lot of yall know about me. So Imma post a poem a day.

here it is:
I love you,
Though it seems like you don't love me,
But you tell me you do.
You act like we're just friends,
When really we're dating.
Is it really so hard to just hold my hand?
Or tell me you love me?

Of the tragedies in man
Lurking in the core of us all
The last dying call for the ever lost
Brief encounters, bleeding pain
Lepers coiled neath the trees
Dying men in bewildered soliloquies
Perversions bloom round the bend
Seekers, lost in their quest
Ghosts of friends frolic
under the waning moon
It is the year of death
Wielding his instruments
Stealth sovereign reaper
Touching us with ease
Infecting the roots in an instant
Burning crop of disease
I am just a spectator
An advocate documenting the loss
Fluttering with conceit
This doesn't concern me yet
Still far from the knell
Taunting their bereavement
Mod round the dead
Point fingers at the details
Probing vomits for more
Caught in unbridled suspense
We have all lost it now
Catching the flakes of dismay
Born the travesty of man
Regular pulse midst pandemonium
You're plucked to the mass
Parched with thirst for the wicked
Sick liaisons raised this monumental mark
The sun sets forever over Blackwater park
Mk so, I know I said this was going to be me posting a poem a day, but I completely forgot about this thread until just know, so yeah. Here is my poem of the day, If anybody notices that I have skipped my poem of the day from this point forward, I give you the rights to yell at me in the chat. Thank you <3<3

I used to have a comfort zone
where I knew I couldn't fail,
The same four walls of busy work
were really more like a jail

I longed so much to do the things
I'd never done before,
But I stayed inside my comfort zone
and paced the same old floor

I said it didn't matter
that I wasn't doing much,
I said I didn't care for things
like diamonds or furs and such

I claimed to be so busy
with the things inside my zone,
But deep inside I longed for
something special of my own

I couldn't let my life go by
just watching others win,
I held my breath and stepped outside
to let the change begin

I took a step and with new strength
I'd never felt before,
I kissed my comfort zone good bye
and closed and locked the door

If you are in a comfort zone
afraid to venture out,
Remember that all winners
were at one time filled with doubt

A step or two and words of praise
can make your dreams come true
Greet your future with a smile,
success is there for you!

when she looks back at you.
on those rare occasions
reflections in her eyes
you see sunlight sometimes
If you're lucky, if the mood is right,
if it pleases the crowd

in her shadow.
of how well you've behaved
always according to her judgment
the air impure and scarce
the amount varied but always
in her shadow

just barely.
you too can live
only to inhale
if you crack your ribs
and pop capillaries
the more the better, just for her
Just a handful enough
if you puff hard,
for what’s left
for you.

of her fingertips and toes
of the very last vessels
nourishing her blood
down the throat, lungs expanding
all of the air there sucked into a funnel
for herself first, already
She who has taken more than enough

the wake of another human being’s exhale.
It wafts down toward you
to take it in
so thin you gasp
climbing up there where the air you breathe
to do everything right according to another.
an insurmountable mountain
The pressure
These sound better when read with an old dark british voice, like that you would hear among nature documentaries
(11-13-2020, 08:18 AM)Lopyt Wrote: [ -> ]These sound better when read with an old dark british voice, like that you would hear among nature documentaries

Ok so.... I know I know, I haven't posted here in a long time, despite the fact that the LAST time I posted, I said that I would start posting daily, but Life throws you into some unexpected twists and turns, and you can't always do everything you want to. I will not make a promise that I can not keep as I did in the past, But I will attempt to post more often on this thread. So with that, I leave you with this lovely poem by Emily Dickinson that I recently came across, titled, "Nature Rarer Uses Yellow". I hope you enjoy it!!!!

Nature rarer uses yellow

Nature rarer uses yellow
Than another hue;
Saves she all of that for sunsets,—
Prodigal of blue,

Spending scarlet like a woman,
Yellow she affords
Only scantly and selectly,
Like a lover's words. 
S' been a while.... again, but here it is the daily poem!! I hope yall enjoy it!! Love yall<3<3:

It's all I have to bring today
By: Emily Dickinson

It's all I have to bring today—
This, and my heart beside—
This, and my heart, and all the fields—
And all the meadows wide—
Be sure you count—should I forget
Some one the sum could tell—
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell. 
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.
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