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i write a lot of poetry!
could you tell?
well, i'm sure now you will
do these ring a bell?
random poem 1.
I'm waiting here, yet again, useless to whatever act they're performing
I'm a loser in the audience, a stranger to the stand.
I've never been in their plays, and for that I'm who I am.
Gah, poetry, it always seeps into my day.
I'll never stop writing it, even to my dismay.
I wish some people understood it, and never gave a doubt.
I wish I was an actor, and for that I would get clout.
Yet this vast ocean seems to never end.
I keep swimming and swimming but I can't join them.
Are they even real?
Who am I to ask.
It's not like they know the real me,
they can't see behind the mask.
So that's it then, I'll be left to complain.
I'll never reach the performing stage, I'll always be so plain.
I'll never understand their words, and neither shall they mine.
I'll never understand why I'm stuck at the starting line
some haikus
I sit alone here
Wondering my thoughts aloud
Waiting alone here
Can you imagine
A world in which this happened
Perfectly today
Springtime, Summertime
Autumn or Fall or Winter
So many seasons
Someday, you will see
I will never think things through
Sometimes I want to
random diamante
Day
Bright, Clear
Running, Embracing, Enlightening
Full Future, Dark Beauty
Dreaming, Hoping, Sleeping
Lifeless, Hopeless
Night
i have soooo many poems lost in my old journals and books, but this is all for now
farewell!
could you tell?
well, i'm sure now you will
do these ring a bell?
random poem 1.
I'm waiting here, yet again, useless to whatever act they're performing
I'm a loser in the audience, a stranger to the stand.
I've never been in their plays, and for that I'm who I am.
Gah, poetry, it always seeps into my day.
I'll never stop writing it, even to my dismay.
I wish some people understood it, and never gave a doubt.
I wish I was an actor, and for that I would get clout.
Yet this vast ocean seems to never end.
I keep swimming and swimming but I can't join them.
Are they even real?
Who am I to ask.
It's not like they know the real me,
they can't see behind the mask.
So that's it then, I'll be left to complain.
I'll never reach the performing stage, I'll always be so plain.
I'll never understand their words, and neither shall they mine.
I'll never understand why I'm stuck at the starting line
some haikus
I sit alone here
Wondering my thoughts aloud
Waiting alone here
Can you imagine
A world in which this happened
Perfectly today
Springtime, Summertime
Autumn or Fall or Winter
So many seasons
Someday, you will see
I will never think things through
Sometimes I want to
random diamante
Day
Bright, Clear
Running, Embracing, Enlightening
Full Future, Dark Beauty
Dreaming, Hoping, Sleeping
Lifeless, Hopeless
Night
i have soooo many poems lost in my old journals and books, but this is all for now
farewell!
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