kaye💭🆓

I hoped to read better so I started reading more so I had more ideas for writing poetry. Poetry seemed a good place to start before writing short stories or novels💭🐣☯️

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kaye💭🆓

I hoped to read better so I started reading more so I had more ideas for writing poetry. Poetry seemed a good place to start before writing short stories or novels💭🐣☯️

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Internal Canvas

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1 min read

_“My generalised anxiety, a raced heartbeat, _

_I think I lose control as the shortened breath kicks in, _

_ boom boom boom, I carefully take this seat_

_ hearts coming right out my chest, it tightens, breathe. Breathe in, hold it… now breathe out, _

_Get up dip your face with a cold splash _

_It slowly expelling floods of doubt. _

_ Wow so easily exhausted _

_I can’t wait to go to bed_

_I wonder,...

Poetry

Internal Canvas

kaye💭🆓

1 min read

_“My generalised anxiety, a raced heartbeat, _

_I think I lose control as the shortened breath kicks in, _

_ boom boom boom, I carefully take this seat_

_ hearts coming right out my chest, it tightens, breathe. Breathe in, hold it… now breathe out, _

_Get up dip your face with a cold splash _

_It slowly expelling floods of doubt. _

_ Wow so easily exhausted _

_I can’t wait to go to bed_

_I wonder,...

Poetry

Who Am I?

kaye💭🆓

1 min read

_“Who am I?_

_I ought to know who I am, _

_I’ve forgotten my name again. _

_Stupid girl. _

_Doesn’t know how to dance anymore._

_Doesn’t know how to sing anymore._

_She had lost her curls _

_What was one to do? _

_It’s the midst of doing nothing and having no sense of independent identity,_

_Somehow it wasn’t entirely true._

_She had breakthrough she was having a breakdown _

_After all...

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Needle And Threads Of Time

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1 min read

_“Tick,_

_Tick,_

_The tocks of the clocks passing by,_

_Childlike whispers, echoes and memories flood my mind._

_Each soft wrinkle of innocent age, _

_Is a story of my time._

_I sit religiously with my needle and thread._

_I sit reminiscent of joys and laughters in my head._

_Every moment is so fleeting and pure,_

_But soon I’ll be knocking on heavens door._

_So I sit reminiscent of the...

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A Mother Thing

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1 min read

_“In the messy room,_

_That is my clouded mind,_

_It’s like my life just went kaboom._

_Like a nuclear had hit_

_I was so nearly writing a notice to quit._

_My life had changed, but what felt like for worse _

_Is it something I’m doing or am I cursed? _

_Who takes a baby from its mother? _

_Who takes a mother from their child?_

_A vision that was so full of love and laughter of mother and daugh...

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Echoes of innocence

kaye💭🆓

1 min read

_“In the hushed twilight’s glow._

_A symphony from my childhood,_

_I uncover a whispered tune,_

_Underneath the watchful moon._

_With every creek of age,_

_each wrinkle tells a tale, _

_Where dreams never would pale,_

_Summers spent in wonder._

_I once roamed tranquil meadows, _

_With daisies in my hair, _

_Chasing clouds like ships_

_that sailed on the breeze, both gentle and rare._

_I’d twirl...

Poetry