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POEM STARTER
Submitted by pennomoly
Write a heartfelt poem to someone who doesn’t know they had an impact on you, telling them anonymously how they made a difference in your life.
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Twenty four months
I’ve known you for twenty four months
The best months of my life
Because of you
I used to think we belonged together
Forever, infinity, never-ending friendship
That’s what I wanted
And that’s what you gave to me
I liked you more, though
More than a friend
I still do
I don’t know what that means
Who that makes you to me
My soulmate?
I don’t really know what that means...
You murdered my soul on the gallows of betrayal,
And now I am a mere corpse, breathing but not alive,
A hollow vessel, drained of all vitality.
The absence of my soul, a constant ache,
A phantom pain, a dull and burning discomfort,
A torment that forever will remain,
A wound that bleeds with endless throes.
How could you be so cold and callous,
To rob me of my essence?
Your actions etch anguish...
You’ll always be my maybe
The love that could have been
Haven’t seen you in some time now
But it’s like you’ve never left
Your presence makes it brighter
Our humors intertwine
You taught me how to wonder
You let me see you cry
If only times were different
& I didn’t live so blind
I picture endless laughter
A peaceful love so right
We’re living different lives now
Summer only lasts so long
I’l...
darling, do you remember?
the night i found you there
six feet under woodland moss
you were too bloodied to care
i pulled you from the roots
the trees held you as their own
you folded into my calloused hands
i said “my love, we’re going home”
carrying you from the forest
a trail of blood swam on our tail
the pellets beat down on your skin
first signs of a reckoning hail
the years came and went
...
And what love looked like,
was no longer hollow and bleak.
Centuries across the barren lands,
whispering words I dare not speak...
A ripple turned into a tidal wave;
these passionate memories I
will forever save.
The nights have
beckoned me my darkest dreams,
but they are not enough.
I want your touch; I like it rough.
Dripping with animalistic desire.
I long to pull you deep inside, ...
Dear Everyone
You don’t know my looks
my eye color
or my hair length
But you know me
You know my story
My inner feelings
My aspirations
My fears
Thank you for accepting me
For liking my heartfelt poems
For reading my works in progress
For commenting on my silly stories
For following me for all of it
It means more than I can ever express
No words, no matter how elaborate
or extensive can say en...
**_ Earlier 03/26/24
_**** “You didn’t know did you?”**
** “You didn’t know I’d be like this **
** did you?”**
** “You didn’t think I would grow up did**
** you?”**
** “You didn’t think I would cry on my **
** birthday did you?”**
** “You didn’t think I could **
** change so much did you?”**
** “You didn’t think I would cut my**
** hair did you?”**
** “You didn’t stop to think when **
**...
She says she reads all my posts,
For better or for worse.
So I hope she sees this quickly,
And that she knows who this is about.
Forget the prompt,
I hope she knows exactly how much of an impact she’s made on me.
And I wanted to write this on Daily Prompt,
Because I put so much of myself on this app.
I put every ugly, selfish part of me on here,
And every secret I’d never tell.
And it’s one thing...
I bet you hardly think
Of me; there wouldn’t
Be a fond memory
To call upon, nothing
Specific enough
To call back a sentiment
Resembling my shadow.
Now, when I think
Of this place, I only
Can think of you.
There’s little else
Crossing my mind
Other than your
Positivity, you energy.
I truly felt a synergy
Between us, as if you
Understood my viewpoint
Of life on a fundamental
Level.
Alas, there was...
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