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Seasoned
Here's to you: the seasoned sailorof these tempestuous wordsthe autumnal expert leaf turnerbook openerchapter beginnersecret enjoyer of craft pumpkin-spiced beveragesthe jaded cliche artistof suburbia's forgotten dreamsseptember beginsfor youconnoisseur ofdark corner cafésyeah, this one's for you:caffeinated poetof redundancieswith your enigmaticphilosophical tendenciesthere aren't enoughold wool sweatersand calf lengthboots to disguiseyour lax grip on the season's fashionis effortless the ephemera extraordinaireimmortalising the fleeting momentslingering in
A Perfect Day
Damn. It is a perfect day outside. The breeze brushes the acorns and the smell of charcoal reminds me it's the weekend.
Rare Gem
I stand on a beach, made of pink sands I bend down to pick such beauty with my hands As I stand up. I see this figure, a lady
Harydo NeonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsI Am From...
I am from Old buildings, streetlights, and abandoned train tracks I am from hardworking, spread-out family that does odd jobs
Kailey LynnPublished 7 years ago in PoetsWhen the Sun Comes Up
Your nimbly stencilled, night-sky black Butterfly tattoo That used to be daintily doodled across Your beautiful baby face
Victoria SimonsPublished 7 years ago in PoetsTaking Action
Why do we wait, Until it’s too late, Before we try to make a change? Maybe because, We’re too ignorant or arrogant, To realise our initial mistakes,
Felicity LyonsPublished 7 years ago in PoetsVolcano Called Love
What the hell is love? How do you define it? Does it come only in summer, winter or maybe spring? I was once a peaceful city
Harydo NeonPublished 7 years ago in PoetsDissection
Scratch, scratch, claw, claw Skin chips away, slowly exposing flesh The newly confident man seeks inner truth Scratch, scratch, claw, tear
Kourtney RisherPublished 7 years ago in Poets