Unimportant Verse 18
#18 of unimportant verse about important people every day, i learn to say "i love you" in a whole new way. and every day, i fall short of being understood.
Unimportant Verse 17
#17 of unimportant verse about important people cover me, crush me, compress me. squeeze me down until i fit in your pocket. let me jangle among your keys, or slip between bills in your wallet. forget me, let me fray, let me fall apart.
Unimportant Verse 16
#16 of unimportant verse about important people i live my life in eternal terror of the completeness of your own.
Unimportant Verse 15
#15 of unimportant verse about important people mi glutos mian amon por vi. mi glutos mian amon. mi glutos mian amon por vi kaj frandos la ekflamadon de magnezio, gxuos la oferbucxadon, gxojos la auxtolizadon de sekretaj cxeloj.
Poetry's Easy and Prose is Powerful: Srsly (My heart was 3)
They go, 'ohh, i write in free verse! :3' and then everyone with half a clue just switches off, expecting them to hack up their text at random with no form or structure or anything and just call it 'free verse'.
The Beast Within
#13 of poetry a free verse poem in the abstract about what life with depression can be like. apologies to anyone in advance if this acts as a trigger.
Tiny Candles
This was my first attempt at free verse poetry; it does not rhyme or have a meter, but now you know where i stand.
Isle Dreamscape
Forever out of reach, White sands covered in green. Strangely enough on these seas, Tropical though they be to these eyes of mine, Every single one holds nothing but pine. So I marvel at impossible trees, And waters that hold a perfect sheen,...
I Dream of the Deep
Water flows o'er the winding stair, though lo and behold 'tis not but air. The walls speak falsely of their type, the glass ripples and jumps to the wind's pipe. Endless towers bright and bold, What stories do you tell beneath the waves,...
Moonlight Lovers
Oh, ballad of old Telling tales so oft told Grace us with your stories once more Of a time that has come and gone; existing no more A quiet story of a young and tender love Pure and gentle as the moon high above Two young souls Tied together by...
Tears
Tears. blood red tears ripped and torn from the very depths of your heart. things that flow from your soul outward, flow so the whole world can see your pain; your destruction. let the tears flow...pour your soul out. let it spill upon the floor as...
Account of Presumed Ecstatic Experience during Initiation Rite in Unidentified Mystery Religion
It doesn't really matter how I died. Whether of time or tide or tiredness, But after this, the journey of my life I woke, to find myself in a dark wood. The way was lost, the night was long, and I Was more alone than I had ever been. It...