One Line Poetry Game


#908

Away! Away! Fo far and fly high, never wait


#909

Wait! Don’t go nor leave; my pieces fall apart longing for its comrades that was used to make you whole.


#910

Whole only with you, whole only for you, whole because you make me who I am


#911

Am I half-full or half-empty? Numb, perhaps? Answer me, I beg you, so I could feel more sure of myself.


#912

Myself is all that’s left, a shell that she emptied long ago.


#913

Ago may seem like the past, but time is catching up to us quicker than we think — fastest man alive? I think not.


#914

Not mine from the moment he laid eyes on her.


#915

Her heart showed her that beauty came in every form, sometimes it’s out of the norm.

(I’m sorry, I really couldn’t come up with something poetic. I really just edited this… I can’t.)


#916

Norm; what is this strange word, for is it truly a blessing or a curse?


#917

Curse – worse than those past down tales; you look in the mirror, reflection unrecognisable: are you happy, now?


#918

Now that you’ve torn me to shreds and tried to stitch me back together but I’m sure I’m in all the wrong order


#919

Order comes from a peaceful mind.


#920

I could go into the blue of your eyes like a country.


#921

mind and country are weird, cuz i run away from both, moved by fear.


#922

Fear is like someone holding you back, keeping you from living your life, shrinking you down in size.


#923

size doesn’t matter, unless i’m in this one line poetry game, counting letter by letter…


#924

Letters, like the one I’m longing for? Aimlessly waiting, honestly hating that it’s taking so long.


#925

long enough to make me sad, long enough to break the lad, wrapped in faded red.


#926

Red like blood, crimson like her lips; watch it stain the satin, watch the life in his eyes dim.


#927

dim, kinda thin, kinda mean, he can’t be seen, well do you miss him?