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I Write Poems That Rarely Rhyme

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    Lollipops And Loving You.

    bittersweet memories, our affections all gone sour, happiness wraps around sugary sweet confections, tongues stained crimson whisper our misfortune.
    sinflower sinflower 26-30, F Apr 22, 2011

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    O Ye Little Faith

    When will you learn to take each moment as it comes without faltering.Whining at what it might turn out to be.Your lack of trust is a great handicap, and it is organically tied with your inner wealth. Which turns out to be dust and ashes.
    thesower thesower 51-55 Jan 28, 2012

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    I Was So Happy to Find This Group. Mine Never Rhyme. :d

    Just one glimpse of how your hair lays across the pillowcase and I find myself breathless tears sliding their way from the corners of my blessed eyes. Yours are closed. Locked away in some velveteen slumber You lie still as I wrap myself around you Closer and closer...
    lastleafoffall lastleafoffall 26-30 Dec 27, 2008

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    Poet.

    Three things which inspire the poet: An eye to see the world with brightness A heart which smells with sincerity And the courage to return it loyally.
    juliegirlie juliegirlie 41-45, M 1 Response Jun 29, 2011

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    A Wrinkle In Time

    The layers surround her little world a world of pain pain penetrating her layer by layer penetrating her innocence innocence never known by her little world Known as life to her life that she has always struggled to love always feeling cheated feeling within layers of her despair...
    melz1108 melz1108 26-30, F Nov 18, 2010

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    Mecanicity ?

    The usage of rhymes is too often a mechanical adaptation of identical sounds. The assembly of words and ideas without mechanical research is often closer to real human feelings.
    juliegirlie juliegirlie 41-45, M 2 Responses May 22, 2011

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    Yellowish Death

    Swirling blue neuron's get crossed I can no longer breath click click click click AHHHHHAHHHHH. Its slowly kills my soul. a yellowish death stole so much of my life. Greed is what I can compare "it" to, nothing will ever heal my wounds, that nice blue sky eye was replace by...
    melz1108 melz1108 26-30, F Nov 18, 2010

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    When You're Alone.

    What do you feel when you're alone? Not a speckle or sparkle nor barely a particle, of noun. No single wisp or eyes upon, Places left or future gone. With no judgment of actions or words or faces, How do you act with no one to occupy these spaces? Does red water spill over your...
    Hippopotomus Hippopotomus 13-15, F Sep 27, 2012

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    No Need to Rhyme

    You can write a poem without a rhyme. Rhyming is irrelevant when poetry is the subject.
    LylaRocks LylaRocks 26-30, F Feb 10, 2009

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    Poetry Doesn't Have To Rhyme

    but songs usually do ... I've published 7 books of verse (+ a couple of novels) in Australia, but I've only ever written 2 poems that rhymed. Yes, they were both very successful performance pieces. ended doing them as talking blues. but, to the point: Ghazal to the beloved on...
    raedeejay raedeejay 66-70, M Dec 13, 2012

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    So True

    Sometimes when i write them i wonder if i could really consider it a poem, or just a short story
    lekseia lekseia 16-17, F 2 Responses Oct 29, 2011

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    Eyes are receptors; Capturing the essence Of whatever is present At each witnessed moment. Eyes are reflectors; Visually reacting To what we're enacting While...
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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    So I have decided to start writing something, anything, everyday. Maybe one day I might pen down a story. I have realized when I write about my feelings or share some anecdote, I...
    bujji14 bujji14 22-25, F 1 day ago

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    You're perfectly imperfect and beautifully flawed. The pureness of your love leaves me speechless and awed. Your eyes glitter like diamonds through the tears of past pain. With...
    TotalityOfMe TotalityOfMe 36-40, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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    THE GIFT OF TIME(c) 2015 Edward YorkThe little hands I held today,Brought to my face a smile.And any troubles I may have had,Left me for a while.Even though you are short right now...
    lasergraph lasergraph 61-65, M 4 Responses 1 day ago

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    I wish I had a green thumb I could kill a cactus I know plants don't live long I guess that it's just practise Last kiss, first name didn't matter I could take his last name...
    soccerm0m soccerm0m 18-21, F 2 Responses 2 days ago

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    But I cant, every time I sit down to actually write on a topic, I go blank. Like complete black out, no thoughts, no ideas and no topics. When I am travelling or moving or doing...
    bujji14 bujji14 22-25, F 2 days ago

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    I used to write sooo much poetry.. now I barely do. I know that I can write when I'm sad about ****.. and I basically am when I'm alone. but I think I mainly fear that someone will...
    deleted deleted 26-30 3 days ago

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    I don't really write poetry as much as stories. I love writing, and it makes me feel better. I hope to be a published author and journalist, someday!
    Triforce184 Triforce184 18-21, F 1 Response 4 days ago

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    Since my daughters death in 2012, I have written several poems. They are laced with much sadness and grief its about her life and how I now feel without her. Her name is kissy.
    lilprincess09 lilprincess09 56-60, F 1 Response 4 days ago

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    yah, I've done that before! except i accidently send it, and the recipient was "not happy" to say the least! so, from now on, i shall vent on EP, instead. i dont want anymore...
    craigslist504 craigslist504 36-40 4 days ago

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    Untitled The endless pursuit of material goods and kids claiming to be misunderstood. Damaging to the human psych, breed a generation of youth competing for facebook likes...
    YouAreNotWhoYouSayYouAre YouAreNotWhoYouSayYouAre 22-25, M 4 days ago

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    i share my poems with people they say there good but i always think there lying because im severely dyslexic xc
    banna32 banna32 18-21, M 5 days ago

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    I should probably just make a blog lol. But every time I try to make one I always just give up and end up deleting it. Today was another stressful but somewhat satisfying day. I...
    PinkMellow PinkMellow 18-21, F 6 days ago

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    My Day Today-The Big Trip Today was a jam-packed busy day. I had about 3 hours of sleep to get me through it, as the night before I'd both been unable to stay asleep and dealing...
    PinkMellow PinkMellow 18-21, F a week ago

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    The flurry of words... Sent through the air Hit him hard Hurt him I can't believe My words Caused his pain. They cannot be recalled. They cannot be unsaid. They hang in the air And...
    2old4this1 2old4this1 51-55, F Aug 19

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    I've learned not to search for lost keys or wish to find money in pockets. moving on from you was a lot like this: it was your memory drowning me in the middle of church; in the...
    lovelyss lovelyss 22-25, F 1 Response Aug 18

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    I started writing a story this summer, and so far I've written 70 pages, but now I'm stuck. I haven't written anything in about a week, and I feel so unproductive. I know how I...
    hiddenkitty hiddenkitty 18-21, F Aug 18

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    I drove through Kalamazoo Hearing a series of tunes That didn't reflect well on you When I crossed the state line To Indiana the chimes Started to be a bit more kind...
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 2 Responses Aug 18

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    It may kill me but it won't break me because surviving this it what has made me so go on and try, sock it to me baby, it would thrill me if you'd take me.
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 2 Responses Aug 17

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    There is no mystery left… And so, the stallion must seek Further mysteries to fill his needs Leaving the mare on her own. There is no mystery left… And so the mare is left...
    2old4this1 2old4this1 51-55, F 2 Responses Aug 17

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    obviously!!! it helps....so, i write, i write, i write
    craigslist504 craigslist504 36-40 Aug 17

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    (4/5) She's lost, not geographically within the hall, but within herself. She cries rarely because she no longer feels. There's a fire inside her, that allows her to continue on...
    PaddyboysMama PaddyboysMama 26-30, F 1 Response Aug 16

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    At least As I lay in my sleep, The good days seem to flood back. In the bright, afternoon light, Maybe one day you'll be here, When I open my eyes to greet another day. Knowing it...
    Inevitables Inevitables 13-15, F Aug 16

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    ~Beautifully Despondency Growing up differently, facing the world without a smile or being a confident girl, it was a struggle for me, growing up as a kid, my childhood could...
    ThePaleAntichrist ThePaleAntichrist 18-21, F 1 Response Aug 15

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    something about wishing all your poems ended differently. imagining they read backwards, fitting broken glass back into windows. undrinking liquor till your liver starts to...
    lovelyss lovelyss 22-25, F Aug 15

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    A day seems so limited in light of timeless things. When one instrument creates a symphony that sings and chimes and rings. My heart can speak of more than love my scars bleed more...
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 1 Response Aug 15

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    Despite that I know you can do worse Each little slight still does hurt. My innards retch and bile lurches; My heart flails and my mind searches. I seek respite but get no...
    RoadPoet RoadPoet 41-45, M 1 Response Aug 15

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    I refuse to give up even if I am the last one of my kind, Even if I slip, fall, forgotten and left behind.
    fuwhat fuwhat 18-21, M Aug 15

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    Guys Im a beginner writer on ig. If you want to check my poems, follow me @quasiray. Thanks so much.
    QuasiRay QuasiRay 18-21, F 3 Responses Aug 14

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    Rarely alone. Sometimes entertaining. Often admired. Always perfect. Perpetually lonely.
    StillAmazing StillAmazing 46-50, F Aug 13

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