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Hurricane

You were my hurricane,

I carried you in my winds.

But everytime I rose, you settled me.

And now that I am gone-

You still dwell.

-syed.aa

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Hurricane
You were my hurricane,
I carried you in my winds.
But everytime I rose, you settled me.
And now that I am gone-
You still dwell.

-syed.aa
#poetry  #prose  #poem  #writing  #love  #freeverse  #poet  #writer  #typewriter  #freeversepoem  #hurricane  #typewriterpoetry 
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In 15 words tell me why you write
Written by poeticasymptote

Because

Words flow

instead of tears

instead of blood

flowing

because of words

because of tears.

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In 15 words tell me why you write
Written by poeticasymptote
Because
Words flow
instead of tears
instead of blood
flowing
because of words
because of tears.
#poetry  #philosophy  #challenge  #writing  #cycle 
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Candles and Wine

Candles and oh that glass of wine.

I am waiting here - for a thing divine.

and I know not - why do I dwell

For it haunts me - that soothing spell

Have I lost it? Yes help me find.

Is it my heart? Or maybe, my mind.

Or is it me? All of me,

For I am not where I should be.

I find myself there in your eyes.

Im lost as oceans and lost as skies.

I am everywhere. And you are everywhere.

I can not listen, but your voice I hear.

I have lost my sight - but its you I see

And nothing else - not even me.

Or is it such that I just fell.

I want to, but I can not tell.

For the candles and oh that wine.

Is nothing but a dream of mine.

-syed.aa

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Written by syed in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Candles and Wine
Candles and oh that glass of wine.
I am waiting here - for a thing divine.
and I know not - why do I dwell
For it haunts me - that soothing spell
Have I lost it? Yes help me find.
Is it my heart? Or maybe, my mind.
Or is it me? All of me,
For I am not where I should be.
I find myself there in your eyes.
Im lost as oceans and lost as skies.
I am everywhere. And you are everywhere.
I can not listen, but your voice I hear.
I have lost my sight - but its you I see
And nothing else - not even me.
Or is it such that I just fell.
I want to, but I can not tell.
For the candles and oh that wine.
Is nothing but a dream of mine.

-syed.aa
#romance  #poetry  #prose  #poem  #writing  #poet  #writer  #typewriter  #typewriterpoetry  #writeup 
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Written by syed in portal Poetry & Free Verse

Sometimes

Sometimes, I am full of life.

And sometimes only half alive.

But through everything

And nothing

That I am,

I have been a part of her;

Sometimes as little

As the muffled beats

Of her heart-

Sometimes as loud

As her enchanting eyes.

-syed.aa

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Written by syed in portal Poetry & Free Verse
Sometimes
Sometimes, I am full of life.
And sometimes only half alive.
But through everything
And nothing
That I am,
I have been a part of her;
Sometimes as little
As the muffled beats
Of her heart-
Sometimes as loud
As her enchanting eyes.


-syed.aa
#fantasy  #romance  #poetry  #prose  #poem  #writing  #love  #freeverse  #poet  #writer  #typewriter  #freeversepoetry  #typewriterpoetry 
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Peddling Poet

Being a poet

often feels like

being a cheap peddler

hanging up intimate lines

still dripping with emotion

after being forcefully ripped

from dark crevices of myself

to be put on tawdry display.

Come one, come all!

Purchase fragments of me

at a guaranteed low price.

It's a bargain, you see

to empty myself on paper

you'll lightly thumb through

quite absentmindedly, musing,

"Ah, well, isn't that nice?"

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Peddling Poet
Being a poet
often feels like
being a cheap peddler
hanging up intimate lines
still dripping with emotion
after being forcefully ripped
from dark crevices of myself
to be put on tawdry display.

Come one, come all!
Purchase fragments of me
at a guaranteed low price.
It's a bargain, you see
to empty myself on paper
you'll lightly thumb through
quite absentmindedly, musing,
"Ah, well, isn't that nice?"
#poetry  #writing  #culture 
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A Great Write

Starts with an idea

Where one writes

The lucky first word

Which ushers the second

Leading to a statement

Followed by the next

Until a message is birthed

While another emerges

Where they gracefully exit

To the elusive last word

Until the entire message

Is completely delivered.

So, aspiring writer,

The trick is simply

To do it repeatedly

In anticipation of the day

When you can confidently say,

"I have a great idea

And I'll use some great words

To deliver a great message."

And if you're successful

The reader (if you're lucky, another writer)

Would finally say

"That's a great write, right there!"

That only means,

My future writer-friend,

Your job is done

Even if there's only one.

Then, wait a bit

And do it again;

Soon you will discover

It just never ends.

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Written by poeticasymptote
A Great Write
Starts with an idea
Where one writes
The lucky first word
Which ushers the second
Leading to a statement
Followed by the next
Until a message is birthed
While another emerges
Where they gracefully exit
To the elusive last word
Until the entire message
Is completely delivered.

So, aspiring writer,
The trick is simply
To do it repeatedly
In anticipation of the day
When you can confidently say,
"I have a great idea
And I'll use some great words
To deliver a great message."

And if you're successful
The reader (if you're lucky, another writer)
Would finally say
"That's a great write, right there!"

That only means,
My future writer-friend,
Your job is done
Even if there's only one.

Then, wait a bit
And do it again;
Soon you will discover
It just never ends.
#poetry  #challenge  #writing  #opinion 
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Mistaken

I am but only mistaken;

Mistaken such that I fall,

And I fall,

Till I can fall no more.

-syed.aa

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Mistaken
I am but only mistaken;
Mistaken such that I fall,
And I fall,
Till I can fall no more.

-syed.aa
#poetry  #poem  #writing  #love  #poet  #writer  #typewriter  #mistake  #typewriterpoetry 
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Understand

It's difficult enough to find the meaning behind the words of a poet;

How much more from the person behind the poet.

It's difficult enough to find the meaning behind the words of a poem;

How much more from the idea behind the poem.

Is it difficult to understand the poems of a poet?

How much more the ideas and the person behind.

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Understand
It's difficult enough to find the meaning behind the words of a poet;
How much more from the person behind the poet.

It's difficult enough to find the meaning behind the words of a poem;
How much more from the idea behind the poem.

Is it difficult to understand the poems of a poet?
How much more the ideas and the person behind.
#poetry  #philosophy  #writing  #thoughts  #opinion 
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Po'-wet-cheek

when tears turn to ink to stain our pages, 

when stains turn to paintings of our moments,

when paintings turn to masterpieces to be cried over again,

that's when a good poem begins

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Po'-wet-cheek
when tears turn to ink to stain our pages, 
when stains turn to paintings of our moments,
when paintings turn to masterpieces to be cried over again,
that's when a good poem begins
#poetry  #writing  #beauty  #sadness  #sadpoems 
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Written by InkArtist in portal Poetry & Free Verse

~continue reading

 

 

 

in order to create successful poetry

one must first write a poem

 

 

& then [in theory]

unbraid each sentence

divide and conquer each syllable

move them sideways away from any

illusion of sunlight
and continue due south, the

 

 

direction which words inhabit

even the unholiest

of curves

& fill the airpockets of

bare lungs

& pulse a bloodstream

like fifty-two shades

of red, or

 

 

 

perhaps poetry requires nothing

of us

 

 

      one part weather

      two parts living hands

      and a shadow the shape

      of a tree

 

    

you see, leaves will always remember

how to fall away when the

roots are too afraid to be

exposed

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

lah  1.29.13 ©®

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Written by InkArtist in portal Poetry & Free Verse
~continue reading
 
 
 
in order to create successful poetry
one must first write a poem
 
 
& then [in theory]
unbraid each sentence
divide and conquer each syllable
move them sideways away from any
illusion of sunlight
and continue due south, the
 
 
direction which words inhabit
even the unholiest
of curves
& fill the airpockets of
bare lungs
& pulse a bloodstream
like fifty-two shades
of red, or
 
 
 
perhaps poetry requires nothing
of us
 
 
      one part weather
      two parts living hands
      and a shadow the shape
      of a tree
 
    
you see, leaves will always remember
how to fall away when the
roots are too afraid to be
exposed
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
lah  1.29.13 ©®
#poetry  #reflection  #writing  #thoughts  #personal  #introspection 
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