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POEM STARTER
If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm.
Write a poem with this as the opening or closing line.
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In the Heavens I was made, at the time I knew and saw my mother, but she had not known or saw me, hand picked by God, I am not self or man made, my father at the time was the devil in black shadows, playing “God” in a masquerade, so many times my mother wept and she cried, praying for a sign, and a miracle to fall from the sky, God her only comfort during that time, held her when she cried, heard ...
I once wished upon a star,
Above all I ached for the reach.
555, a constant loop in me.
My mind was ready, so were my wounds.
I wanted to heal so quickly that I pushed down the blues.
Then one September night, I fell to my knees.
My wishing star had finally came to me.
A tall man made of iron and sweet words to soothe my pain.
So open and vulnerable, ready to give me all.
Life is funny, kind of to...
Eyes are on me,
or they aren’t.
Hard to tell,
when I won’t consider
looking back.
Too scared to find
his eyes staring,
too scared to fall
one more time.
I’ve already fallen
too much in my life.
And for him,
indeed, a danger task.
Terrified that
he won’t be the last
to break my heart.
But I wish
he’s been looking
at my face,
thinking ‘such
a sweet nerd.’
I hope I’m not just
another bird
for a sto...
If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm
If candy were good memories, I’d be at the candy store
But here I am knocking at your door
It’s raining, no pouring
As I hope you are home
I don’t want anything from you
Maybe just to see your face again
To hear your voice, even if it is you screaming
For me to leave your door
If wishes fell like rain, it be raining all the time
I don’t say t...
If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm.
A scene of violence in the cosmic drama
No escape from the pull, like a rose and thorn
So much beauty in chaos that shape the persona
My hopes and dreams, thoughts and wishes
Not tame or domestic, they rage within
To feed five thousand with loaves and fishes
To write an Opus, to master the Pen
Comfort evaporates before it falls as r...
_if wishes fell like a rain, then certainly i am a storm._
if dreams were flowers, then i am the purest garden.
my soul lives not to suffer, but to be alive.
and in the deepest part of myself, there it lies.
if my life was recorded, it would be in the oldest diary;
using ancient vocabulary, only the wise ones understand it.
like a witch spelling casts, i'd spell all my desires
in my secret lang...
If wishes fell like rain, then certainly I am a storm.
I am the product of preachers wishing the next generation knows the Word better than them. The red letters of Christ’s words flow through me like my own blood.
I am the product of past generations wishing for education to be available to all. I have opportunities to further myself that were once unimaginable.
I am the product of my mother w...
_A heart shattered into pieces_
__
_By words left unspoken_
_A soul drowning in the seas_
_Of hurt and regret unbroken_
__
_The pain cuts deep like a knife_
_Leaving scars that never heal_
_Regretting choices made in life_
_Wishing for a chance to feel_
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_The ache of a broken heart_
_Echoes through the night_
_Tearing the soul apart_
_Leaving nothing but a fight_
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_Hurt and regret go hand in h...
In a world of fleeting desires
True love stands strong and true
A bond that never tires
A love that will always renew
It’s not about the words we say
But the actions that we do
A love that never fades away
A love that will always be true
In the darkest of nights
True love will shine bright
Guiding us through the fights
And leading us towards the light
True love is a rare treasure
A gift fr...
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