To The PoetsA Poem by Amortentia03Don’t give me Fancy words. I don’t need the imagery Perfectly describing something Perfectly boring. Too many calculated thoughts Are making My language Into a math class Will someone please add a heart? I know it’s hard To imagine To dive deeper than The depths Of the surface. It’s easier To see what is shown Like the overweight man to your right Than to wonder How he got that way. It doesn’t matter You’re shown that People rot in the streets The only ones thinking About their own thoughts. The rest We just observe Thinking it’s necessary To write down What anyone can see. I want the raw emotion The words too Sink into my skin I want you To long to be read. If I must be given an apple Rip it from your chest And write to me How it beats out The words you cannot spell. © 2009 Amortentia03 |
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Added on April 11, 2009 AuthorAmortentia03ORAboutI'm Sarah. I'm 17 years old. I'm a Senior in High School. I like to write. Mostly Poetry and Lyrics. I don't think I'm great at it, But I'm always trying to improve. I love to hear what others .. more..Writing
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