Writing Prompt

We are dreaming of tomorrow When you awaken in the mornings hush I may sit beside you for when these wishes have died away and the world becomes a lovely thing close your eyes and search for another and be thankful for the little things in life that mean alot

(Dead poets society Do not stand at my grave and weep A journey Love is not a feeling to pass away A cup of tea Dare to Dream The little things in life)

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I am very hungry. I am incomplete, little as a drop from grand, unscrewed, released, no more to be marvelous in solitude, without a hand to hold, to bear enormous business all alone and the fear that strikes and strives when the desert terrifies, all bright, all bestial, snarling marvelously to fail, to flourish, to wither, or to win, and I ride, ride, ride, on to the end.

Sometimes I go back in time Like we’re stuck on repeat, like we’re stuck in this melody And every melody is timeless I’m so done with wasting time Let me sing you into eternity

But nothing too close to the truth I wanna lose myself, throw me in the pit of your fire I’ll be whatever you like

I don’t wanna be alone for the night But it wouldn’t be enough It’s getting harder and harder to breathe

I can see it in your eyes If you break, then I’ll break, we’re not made of stone But I don’t really mind, I think it’s kind of beautiful

It takes a fool to remain sane But I’m not the one who’s a fool tonight so Everything is over, morning’s getting closer And if you move real slow, I’ll let it go

I wish I could be loved in the sunlight But you pierce through my heart Light’s out, summer’s almost over This is our autumn rain

(These are multiple different poems)

In English we say: You’ve changed

In poetry we say: You are the waves to my ocean Every time I feel your peace you come rushing at me once more Wiping me off my feet Leaving me to drown on my own But when the calmness comes once again I can’t help but think to myself that I’ll be strong enough to handle you next time I’ll be more prepared But I never am Because you are just as unpredictable as the waves are in the sea Forever changing Forever knocking me off my feet And never in a good way

In English we say: Everywhere I look I see you

In poetry we say: I see you in the sunsets of the sky looking down on me with your cotton candy colors Showing me that the world is still beautiful even if you aren’t here with me I see you in the morning coffee cups that I’ll never see you use Forever collecting dust that I don’t have the heart to clean off I see you in the absence of the couch cushions Looking over to see one spot that should have someone in it but it will forever be empty And I’ll look for you in the crevices of the cushions hoping I’ll find skeletons of our past hidden away from the light of our everyday life

In English we say: I miss you

In poetry we say: You are forever the missing piece to my heart I am yet a puzzle that shall never feel completed until you walk through my door once more Until I hear your laughter in front of me instead of hidding in the shadows of the depths of my deep dark mind I will never be able to piece myself back together unless you come to me and pick up the missing pieces Forever broken until you can help me find them and put them back together

• • • • These are inspired by Whitney Hanson. I highly recommend checking her out. Her poetry is breathtaking!

[actually using song lyrics by others and some of my poem lines. some poems are not published yet. also, quoted lines are from songs. this is kinda bad 😂]

“This thing called love can be so cold.” Guess I might be freezing, but you’re left untold.

“It’s like you’ve been replaced by a tattoo of your name.” I should’ve been smart, and considered him vain.

“Know you don’t care, but I can pretend that you do.” I’m crying, but they don’t have a clue.

“Forgot that you told me you had to go.” ‘Cause I’ve been holding on like you wouldn’t know.

But “if honesty could burn, baby, I’d be on fire.” I couldn’t let you go, but I’m no longer a crier.

“Could you find a way to let me down slowly?” I’m a teenager, and feelings are continously growing.

“Some stories are worth telling, and then there’s ours.” You’ve left me to listen, left me to count the cars.

“That’s what you get when let your heart win.” But, alas, I’m just a teenager who’s fighting her own skin.

[By the way, guys, 101 writings!! And a 33 day streak, but like… yeah. also, I came up with a new story idea yet again and I wrote it to a competition prompt first, but I will introduce it later on!!]

I channel so much anger into my poems, I fear I am abrasive, I hate and I hate, and then I drop the pen the moment my heart lights up, when a smile creeps up on my face and there's a spark in my eyes that I can't erase, there is so much good, but that's not poetic, so much brings me joy that I would never dare immortalise, would never stain with my words and my high pitched voice, but there is so much, I cannot even begin to describe, the tears in the eyes of a creator, now responsible for the lives of plenty, the numbers crawling up and up with our collective humanity, the smile on a kid with asylum sought and found, fought and crowned, the flower growing through the tarmac, the man you helped cross the street, the girl who looked out for you on your way home, the friend who stayed up just so you weren't alone, the tree you sponsored, the plastic you picked up, the smile you gave out the warmth you have, never loose it yeah? Smile, because there's so much good, there's so much you can do

Blink and then we're out of here, blink and there's tears in your eyes, blink and we'll swallow our pride, get God on our side, so that safe place was a lie, didn't really take me by surprise, it was always gonna be one of us that dies, maybe we'll find some allies and look into their eyes, we'll see a reflection of red and blue, do those colours mean anything to you? There'll be black and red, then green and white, white when its over, white when its done, and we're either under the rubble or under the sun, waving the flag, blink and can you see it drag across the air? White flag means surrender, we're saying our last prayer, there's nowhere to go from there, there's blood in my hair, no food to share, can't sleep too aware, it's quite the scare, I swear this isn't fair, do you fucking care? Cuz I seem to be the only one, blink, because one of us can, blink and turn away because you can, they can't blink, they can pray but they can't escape, so blink and make a choice because you can

if the problem persists over many places and times, perhaps you were the problem after all

if you don’t know how to be wrong, then learn. no one wants to be friends with someone who cannot accept their mistakes

if you eat when you’re bored, maybe you’re not bored at all but understimulated and sensory-seeking

in a perfect world, no one would have flaws, and a flawless world is a very boring one, so perhaps there is no such thing as a perfect world

you don’t have to be white to be racist. anyone can be racist to anyone, though i don’t believe anti-white racism is really racism. THAT’s just white people bitching about times when their white privilege is denied

if you have to wonder if you’re “faking” being neurodivergent, you’re not faking. faking requires actively pretending to be something you’re not

all shapes sizes and body types are equally beautiful

you are enough, you are valid, you are loved. (repeat until you believe it <3)

kendrick lamar 10000% won the beef

though i don’t entirely understand therians, i still think that they are valid as people and as whatever else they may be

it/its pronouns are valid and should be accepted, though it/its is NOT a free they/them pass

neopronouns are valid

don’t hide bigotry and homo/transphobia behind your religion. that makes you an even shittier human being

i don’t believe in one god, but many smaller deities who created the world together and are deeply saddened by what humanity, their greatest creation, has become

(i’ve run out of thoughts)

i’m making something similar, but i’m using the first line of ten different songs.

remember i’ll always love you, you

cold bones, yeah, that’s my love

habits i’m trying to kick, can’t get over it

girl, perfectly her, broken and hurt

i’m in love with you

i’ve never known someone like you

it’s been a couple months

sunlight dances off the leaves

out on our own

you haven’t been good for long

1: so my darling – rachel chinouriri 2: where’s my love – syml 3: habits – genevieve stokes 4: girl – syml 5: i’m in love with u, sorry – j’san 6: glue song – beabadoobee 7: astronomy – conan gray 8: places we don’t walk – bruno major 9: till forever falls apart – ashe, FINNEAS 10: tired – beabadoobee

From mice to men For the win Say it again Here comes the men

From here to eternity For you and me Not for them but we Be kind to he