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Tell me a secret
Poetry or prose. Make it interesting :)
Ended March 18, 2020 • 23 Entries • Created by litterbox
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Cover image for post selfies i’ll never post, by isthatphill
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isthatphill
• 118 reads

selfies i’ll never post

welcome to my life

my camera roll is the host

i scroll through it, looking at selfies i’ll never post

you see...

i hate social media, but i hate myself the most

step 1. open camera roll

step 2. scroll

step 3. pretend your life is in control

meanwhile i’m looking at selfies i’ll never post

i have to keep up appearances or i’ll turn into a ghost

so i’ll continue to brag and boost

suffering from an irrational fear that they’ll rag and roast

“wait, how’s my hair?”

“yes, i care”

“oh, what should i wear?”

suffering from an irrational fear

so i stop and stare

before i crop and share

selfies i’ll never post

selfies i’ll never post

scrolling...

scrolling...

scrolling...

i hate social media

it’s so...

controlling

but i hate myself the most

i’m frowning

because i’m drowning

in all these selfies i’ll never post

...

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FoxandTortoise
• 84 reads

Hugs

I often run from hugs not because I detest them but because I’m scared that I won’t be able to let go.

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Mazzmyrrheyes
• 129 reads

The Grapevine

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merlot melts

the truth, our bane,

poured from lips

of scarlet stain.

crushing hearts,

vines flow like

veins;

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secrets, aged in pain.

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Okami_Seele
• 52 reads

A Secret

I love to lie.

All the time,

every day

and every night.

I tell myself

"I'm alright"

but allow me

to tell you a secret;

"I'm not okay."

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Rlj
• 61 reads

When I Am Alone

My tears rarely flow,

when they do, I note

their warmth on my face,

their salt to my taste,

'how they heal my fate.

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Wordlove
• 63 reads

In the kitchen

You know.. I looked at the knife twice. And then I looked back.

Is there anyone in the hallway?

Nah.. Everyone's sleeping..

There isn't much time left... I pick up the shiny steel.

And I press it down...

A smile lingers on my face,

.

.

.

I ate the chocolate cake, which wasn't meant for me!

Don't say it to my mom though..

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Cover image for post It's not a poem that teaches us how to live!!!!, by Sherzod
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Sherzod
• 58 reads

It’s not a poem that teaches us how to live!!!!

Little secret:

Do you want success?

Want to change the world?

Do you want to see the real miracle?

Do you want to withstand various trials?

Do you want to gain respect, praise and win?

Have you ever considered changing your life for the better?

It may sound strange to me, but the truth is hidden in my this words

Alright then, I'll tell you a wonderful way that's proven worldwide, that is, secret

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L I V E L I K E A H U M A N

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OLynn
• 28 reads

He’s dead to me.

I look at the picture frame. We're smiling. I'm asleep in the baby stroller, my mother's hand stablilizing my tilting head. My sister crouches next me, my borther brother bearing a toothy grin. My father kneels, in the background.

I havn't seen my father in years. His round, squared face, the evenly parted thick shining black hair seem foreign to me. He smiles in the photo, wearing a white short sleeved polo, his skin smooth and pale.

I remember, when I was younger he would come home, smiling, leaving work behind the doorstep. He would lift me, high above his head, and swing me from his arms. I would be a mountain climber, walking sideways along the cabinets, as he held me in place.

I would look out the window in the summer, and watch my father mow the lawn, a mask over his nose to avoid grass blades. In the winter, he would shovel the snow, and watch as I made snow angels and skated on ice puddles.

"You're father's home, honey."

This man is not my father. His face is sallow, his cheeks sunken in. His hair, an ashy gray, a thin layer atop his head. An unsmiling figure, his lip turned down, as though deep in thought. His skin, rough and chapped, like a desert in need of an oasis.

I don't play mountain climber anymore, or make snow angels. I mow the grass now, and shovel the snow.

It's terrifying, what stage three cancer can do to a person.

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Rev_Frenchie
• 46 reads

if my hands could mold planets,

I would.

if my breath could form mountains,

I would.

if my voice- if my eyes- if myself could,

I would.

But I Can’t.

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wiltedroses
• 31 reads

don’t tell.

secrets

are only a secret

if kept with one person

you cannot have a secret

when you begin to share it with the world

that’s why i share this

the secret that i’m sharing is love

a secret love

i’m beginning to learn to have for myself

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