All of your writing seems to be about love and heartbreak. Do you have a special someone or do you just write what you feel?
hmm most of my poetry is based on a certain experience or person that impacted my perspective on love at a given point in time. various people have influenced my poetry either directly or indirectly. regardless, my poems are my raw emotions. i find the whole process of writing down feelings to be very cathartic :)
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i will confess my love for you with a whisper that tickles your cheek, so when the sun kisses the daylight goodbye, you will know it is me who is welcoming you into the pool of shimmering stars to swim away from all the burdens that beseech your lonely soul to stay.
-//A.A
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walls
you kissed me
and the walls of my world collapsed.
through the rubble
i held on tight
and drew you in closer
like we never lived before.
-//A.A
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time
someday, the day will come when i forget the sound of your voice and it will be lost in time. the feeling it used to resonate will cease, the memories that it used to stir will fade. i will miss the sense of soft syllables and energetic expressions that hit my ears. you make me wish every word of my life was spoken by you.
-//A.A
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his eyes were alive as he painted his dreams. he found beauty in every stroke, every brush, every smear. ideas blended into vibrant hues that created colors brighter than ever conceived. his mind, a masterpiece. i gazed at scenes of endless highways in a little van and exploring the vast evergreens of the West. his aspirations, an art.
-//A.A
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Feelings
Me: I think I caught...*coughs*
Friend: What?
Me: I think I caught f...*coughs*
Friend: The flu?
Me: I think I caught feelings for him.
Friend: Oh honey, that's worse.
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for i could be as
light as the
daring dawn
or as dark as the
dismal dusk
admire my will to
rise with the sun
but do not condemn me when
i fall with the stars
night and day
rage inside
but i stand
with pride
the place my strength
will abide
the words of Abby A.
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You only say, “I love you,” when you’re drunk. I just can’t bare the thought of kissing you because you leave a foul taste on my lips. Your saliva is alcohol now and I’d rather not get wasted.
Observations of mistakes
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gone
the moment you
struck through
my dark abyss
you illuminated
the universe
i watched you
SizZLe
cRacKLe
then fade
there one second
but
gone
in a flash
right before my eyes.
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beautiful mess
how is it possible
that a human being can
possess the power
to control the emotions
of another?
Your eyes whisper where
to look
Your hands yell what
to hold
Your heart sings how
to feel
Your brain tells why
to think
When have you become I or when have I become you?
The lines that have separated us have blurred so all that’s left is
a beautiful mess.
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