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A hopeful poet
I often wonder why it faded
The way I used to play with words
All my lines are boring, jaded
I started to feel like a wingless bird
I often feel like I lost it all
The way I loved through what I write
Dullness broke me during Fall
Then winter came to take a bite
I知 all consumed, like all my writings
It almost feels like the spark is gone
This, a feeling I知 tired of hiding
Without these words I feel alone
I知 sure I値l grow out of this one day
I hope so, at least, that痴 all I know
There will be a time where I will say
What痴 on my mind before I go
I値l find a proper way to lay it
I値l find a proper rhyme, a flow
I値l finally say that I have made it
What once was dimmed, once more, will glow
The way I used to play with words
All my lines are boring, jaded
I started to feel like a wingless bird
I often feel like I lost it all
The way I loved through what I write
Dullness broke me during Fall
Then winter came to take a bite
I知 all consumed, like all my writings
It almost feels like the spark is gone
This, a feeling I知 tired of hiding
Without these words I feel alone
I知 sure I値l grow out of this one day
I hope so, at least, that痴 all I know
There will be a time where I will say
What痴 on my mind before I go
I値l find a proper way to lay it
I値l find a proper rhyme, a flow
I値l finally say that I have made it
What once was dimmed, once more, will glow
Published 20th Nov 2019
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26th Nov 2019 8:11pm
This is not bad
at all
and i wished i had come across sooner.
If i remember,
am gonna nominate for the New Poet of the month for December.
at all
and i wished i had come across sooner.
If i remember,
am gonna nominate for the New Poet of the month for December.
28th Nov 2019 10:15am
