Acknowledgment Of Realism
ITS AN UNDERSTATEMENT TO UNDERESTIMATE THE AUTHENTIC SELF.
This beloved imperfection of love
Has embodies the tension of Our aching
Hearts.
As sweet as the Soul may devour
Agony as Christmas
Its longing urge for survival
Bring it nearer to its Redemption
Before the dawn of dying stars.
Our broken minds clung together through conscious wounds.
Our spirited beings interconnected, its immobile for them to be disfigured
Away from each other.
We're the literal devices of art
Conspiring against malicious portraits of our
Internal Burial.
Long lost chapters of Paint brushed materials.
Tell me you hear the silence as well
Whenever distance becomes a prodigy.
we're both dead inside but our colossal faith doesn't fit a casket.
We've drenched each other's desire with an infectious
Dopamine
So, me being unable to withstand you being gone is a lethal memory
Conquering Over Me.
If only I could split apart the ocean and show you the surface beauty of my for you under siege.
About the Creator
Irvin
Exceptionally artistic when it comes to poetry, my undying passion for it for keeps me writing like always.
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Turning Pages of Life
Life’s like a book — some parts are good, others not so much. Still, keep turning the pages; you might find the best chapter next. If someone hurts you, choose to forgive or just let it be, but never change who you are for them.
By Emily Chan - Life and love sharing6 days ago in Poets
Comments (12)
Imperfection is beautiful in a world that makes us think we need to be perfect.
Wow the wording and images really hit me in some of those lines, well done on getting Top Story, well deserved!
Congrats on Top Story!🥳🥳🥳
Great poem, I love it! 😍
If only I could split apart the ocean and show you the surface beauty of my for you under siege.i like this part
congratulations on your top story
eye capturing lyrics, i hope you did not use any kind of AI tool to make this.🎉💖
"we're both dead inside but our colossal faith doesn't fit a casket." 😱 I am blown away... This whole poem hit, but that line right there punched a knock out. This is why I love poetry.
Back to say congratulations on your Top Story! 🎉💖🎊🎉💖🎊
That last line is epic.😘💕🥰
"We're the literal devices of art Conspiring against malicious portraits of our Internal Burial." * Sublime! *
Internal Burial. Long lost chapters of Paint brushed materials. These lines were my favourite! Loved your poem!