Understanding Poems
Said She
by Schafer Bailey
Calloused hands and bruised knuckles
rolled loose leaf tobacco in rice paper
The Sun loving me in the only way it knew how
with violent kisses leaving spots against my skin
Arms wrapped around me in autumn afternoons
words spoken with so much weight
they required delicate whispers
of promises made in the past humidity of summer
"Nothing can wreck our boat" said she
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Stroke of Breath
by Gus Krueger
Art is a masterpiece
When no change is needed
To understand
Is to draw the last breath
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by gabriella BlakeCute. Thats all I ever was to you. Take away my passion, take away my wit, my curiosity, my intelligence, my determination, my power. Take away everything. Then sure, cute is just fine.
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by zeynep yildirim
Worth it I mean.
The Breath and Withhold you lose trying to convey your Feelings to the World next to xou.
The Stamina you need to develop, to last beneath those crushing Waves of self doubt, self pity and self loathing.
To surrender the Ability to recognize your Reflection after having forgotten which dream to follow.
Endless Moments wasted for a shred of foreign, mindless acceptance.
How come you are ready to lose so much of yourself when you don´t even know what you´re so desperately in Need of.
Ready to thrash between wanting to go unseen and hide your Mistakes or stick out to feel an ounce of Uniqueness.
Because this is not going to end.
It is not going to end with you losing a Battle against yourself in order to blend into the Mass to the Point where you´ve forgotten your favourite colour.
Within your Lifetime the only Thing you´re going to realize is that what you´ve been looking for is right there.
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The Maze of Truth
by Lamar Yousif
Hello, I'm aiming to get better at writing poetry. So, I decided the best course of action was to write whatever came to mind to the best of my ability and then get personalized guidance rather than the generic and repetitive "helpful tips" I find on websites. Be as mean and brutal as you see fit, as long as it's honest and helpful. If you can, give me tips on what to name this thing, I think "The Maze of Truth" is a bit bland. Anyway, here it is:
The Maze of Truth
We all jump often, and leaves glide down, but birds are the ones with flight
Humans try so hard to dream away,
As from reality, we all try to flee.
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When Tongues Connect
by Mario Odekerken
When tongues connect,
there is no need for borders.
Sound becomes touch,
a brush of thought against thought,
not always smooth,
but always searching.
Words stretch,
not just to speak,
but to hold.
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In the sinister world we live in
by Mario Odekerken
In the sinister world we live in,
truth wears a mask,
and kindness is often mistaken
for weakness.
People walk with heavy eyes,
carrying the weight of things
they cannot name.
The streets are filled
with noise and silence at once-'
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In the name of reason
by Mario Odekerken
In the name of reason, we build walls,
high and cold, to keep chaos at bay,
holding tight to logic like a shield,
while mysteries slip through the cracks.
We seek answers, carve truths in stone,
yet the heart wanders beyond measure,
lost in questions reason can't contain,
yearning for what can't be.
Stroke of Breath
by Gus Krueger
Art is a masterpiece
When no change is needed
To understand
Is to draw the last breath
Said She
by Schafer Bailey
Calloused hands and bruised knuckles
rolled loose leaf tobacco in rice paper
The Sun loving me in the only way it knew how
with violent kisses leaving spots against my skin
Arms wrapped around me in autumn afternoons
words spoken with so much weight
they required delicate whispers
of promises made in the past humidity of summer
"Nothing can wreck our boat" said she
......
