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Seasons
If you like my poetry , please find me on insta @riccireadart
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Perseverance - a poem about the human struggle these past few years vs billionaire's space race
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A poem about anxiety and psychosis
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I read this poem on BBC Essex radio and got to talk about it a little
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Choas; a poem/ stream of consciousness about my philosophers on M-Theory, one-mind and infinity
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Most of my latest poems, plus lots of rap verses, are all on my instagram /riccireadart
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- the beast with no form that is personified here as the noose-
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The noose hangs
Suspended by its own weight
The heavier the rope the harder it is to break -The eye contact that it makes
On those late night calls
not just to me,
personally,
But to anyone who will listen to this fool
It will say that It longs to hold you
Really it wants to be held
Lifting you up as you fell
But they will have to cut you down..
I did not tie this noose
Wait..
Maybe I did,
Through all my actions and pain
Tying untying tying
over again
Maybe we all tied it together,
Maybe it tied itself..
Either way,
It's was here before me
And will be here long after,
unfortunately
The eternal-
Staring
faceless form
Lost expression,
thick knots of depression
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Waking up in Wales, pre coffee thoughts
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Cursed Tree; A poem of hexes
To welcome in October..
This poem taken from an upcoming collaboration music project I will be apart of (more information soon)
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New poem; Jungle
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what can i say -
rhymes like knives
poetry is pain.
cutting its own way out
leaving my vessel piled on the side
forming its own person
taking its first strides
‘why do you do that,
why doesn't it look like this?’
I do it for nothing and that's okay,
I do it only to exist
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