Poetry Collection 1.0

:tada: :tada: :tada: :confetti_ball: :confetti_ball: :confetti_ball:This is a thread to start writing a collection of poems! :tada: :tada: :tada: :confetti_ball: :confetti_ball: :confetti_ball:

Tags: @poetic_oceanxX @cadyhuman @CrystallineRainbows @barbiel

Please add ONE STANZA when you add to the poem(s) below:


Poem #1

Title: Blurred Lines


In between blurred lines,

In the grey areas you might find,

Me searching, me reaching,

For the things that were mine.

Selfish and myopic my feelings be
Dodging and escaping, longing to flee my reality
My cry for the past, of love that didn’t last
Enduring days to come, filled with agony

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So, hear my cries; hear my screams;
However, it seems like beating,
Me down repeatedly,
Is always a recurring theme.

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My hands are raised
Searching to be saved
Desperate to live and see another day
A day of torture, a day of peace…the theme repeating, so it seems

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Why can’t I believe that I am not in a dream?
I feel so helpless and trapped,
In this never ending nightmare,
I don’t know how much longer can I last,
Under this deplorable fare.

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In between blurred lines,
In the grey areas you might find,
Me searching, me reaching,
For the things that were mine.

Selfish and myopic my feelings be
Dodging and escaping, longing to flee my reality
My cry for the past, of love that didn’t last
Enduring days to come, filled with agony

So, hear my cries; hear my screams;
However, it seems like beating,
Me down repeatedly,
Is always a recurring theme.

My hands are raised
Searching to be saved
Desperate to live and see another day
A day of torture, a day of peace…the theme repeating, so it seems

Why can’t I believe that I am not in a dream?
I feel so helpless and trapped,
In this never ending nightmare,
I don’t know how much longer can I last,
Under this deplorable fare.

What tactics they use
To get me to fear when they scare
Or is it my own doing, stemming from nowhere
Deep in my mind, in my thoughts without a care

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In between blurred lines,
In the grey areas you might find,
Me searching, me reaching,
For the things that were mine.

Selfish and myopic my feelings be
Dodging and escaping, longing to flee my reality
My cry for the past, of love that didn’t last
Enduring days to come, filled with agony

So, hear my cries; hear my screams;
However, it seems like beating,
Me down repeatedly,
Is always a recurring theme.

My hands are raised
Searching to be saved
Desperate to live and see another day
A day of torture, a day of peace…the theme repeating, so it seems

Why can’t I believe that I am not in a dream?
I feel so helpless and trapped,
In this never ending nightmare,
I don’t know how much longer can I last,
Under this deplorable fare.

What tactics they use
To get me to fear when they scare
Or is it my own doing, stemming from nowhere
Deep in my mind, in my thoughts without a care

Please don’t leave me alone,
So that I may atone,
For the wrong doings I never did;
My fears have grown,
Uninhibited,
Like the weeds that have been sown,
That can never be rid.

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BACK ON THE MAP
@Bandit26139 @barbiel @cadyhuman @chessaandersen @CrystallineRainbows

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@Bandit26139
Is there a set length to the poems?

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Nah. The poem will end when it’s at a good point.

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I actually think this is a great stopping point
Any other opinions? @barbiel @cadyhuman @chessaandersen @CrystallineRainbows @TimesNewRiordan

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Yeah I think it would be a great stopping point!

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That was fun. We turned out a great poem

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Do you want to start the next poem?

Or I think @poetic_oceanxX is actually

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I’m turning this into a collaborative poetry book on Wattpad! I will be giving credit to everyone who adds to the thread :blush: :blush:!

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New poem

Sometimes I just don’t know
I don’t know where I should go
Who should I be, what should I do?
How do I move on from you?

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Every single time I visit that place,
I feel my heart start to race.
As my recollections encompass,
My body, my soul, and my mind.

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Sometimes I just don’t know
I don’t know where I should go
Who should I be, what should I do?
How do I move on from you?

Every single time I visit that place,
I feel my heart start to race.
As my recollections encompass,
My body, my soul, my mind.

It seems that the more I try
The more I feel dead inside
Lost in darkness, lost my light
I pray I make it through the night

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Sometimes I just don’t know
I don’t know where I should go
Who should I be, what should I do?
How do I move on from you?

Every single time I visit that place,
I feel my heart start to race.
As my recollections encompass,
My body, my soul, my mind.

It seems that the more I try
The more I feel dead inside
Lost in darkness, lost my light
I pray I make it through the night

Those luscious lips of yours,
And that piercing gaze that bores,
Deep into my crystalline eyes.
I feel the urge, the temptation,
And every night I question if I want to die,
Before I find the strength to confront my own nation.

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Sometimes I just don’t know
I don’t know where I should go
Who should I be, what should I do?
How do I move on from you?

Every single time I visit that place,
I feel my heart start to race.
As my recollections encompass,
My body, my soul, my mind.

It seems that the more I try
The more I feel dead inside
Lost in darkness, lost my light
I pray I make it through the night

Those luscious lips of yours,
And that piercing gaze that bores,
Deep into my crystalline eyes.
I feel the urge, the temptation,
And every night I question if I want to die,
Before I find the strength to confront my own nation.

Is it worth staying alive?
Fighting for this stupid life?
Hate spreads like wildfire
This nation’s sick twisted desire

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