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been writing again, to cope with heartbreak

>You danced around my subconscious last night,
>its the first time,
>in a long time,
>you were tender
>I was important

>my soul trembled
>like embers
>jutting from a burning log
>when your lips touched mine
>intoxicating,
>like the first time
>the real time

>our lives,
>intermingled,
>like the root system
>of a giant old oak,
>deeply
>attached
>connected
>to the world as one
>US

>> No.11449094

>>11449074
Instagram level shit. Just put it on some typewritten paper with some self-rolled cigarettes and you’ll be good

>> No.11449120

Confessional poetry was a mistake

>> No.11449153

>>11449094
what is this instagram level shit? i can be instafamous?

>> No.11449157

>>11449120
elaborate?

>> No.11449463
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>>11449463

>> No.11449513

The earth and sky were unknown worlds to me
Only the expanse of my mother’s bosom was a world to me
Every movement was a symbol of life’s pleasure to me
My own speech was like a meaningless word to me
During infancy’s pain if somebody made me cry
The noise of the door chain would comfort me
Oh! How I stared at the moon for long hours
Staring at its silent journey among broken clouds
I would ask repeatedly about its mountains and plains
And how surprised would I be at that prudent lie
My eye was devoted to seeing, my lip was prone to speak
My heart was no less than inquisitiveness personified

>> No.11449523

>>11449513
take out the exclamation point and the comma.

>> No.11450777

i like it

>> No.11450873

>>11449074
i hope this is bait

>>11449513
this is prose with an enter key


go read some poetry you mongoloids

>> No.11451779

>>11449074
the first thing youll need to know is not to write cliches

"YO LIBSS WAS INTOXICATIN' GURL"

none of that crap fren

>> No.11451862

When I have laid my yes upon your why
I feel as if the Holocaust was no;
I know that they all lived and all us die;
But you and I together, let us go
To Byzantine, to sail among the clouds
And forget it all, to love each other here;
Forgetting that the reaper all-enshrouds
The people here; with you I have no fear;
Set sail, we will, and laugh at all we see;
At cars and jobs, at corpses in the fields;
Forgetting all the death from memory;
And living in your yes; to make our shields;
I make your yes my thing, my love, my life;
To wield it here, and come to make you wife