I wish someone wrote me a poetry or some beautiful lines which I'd remember my entire life. 
(It's always me who does that)

Exactly! I don't understand why people give on gems and go with shitty people. Anyway, if she's with someone else it's her loss. I'm sure he doesn't write stuff you wrote. 
I'm in a similar position hoping to receive equal efforts.

Wtf!! Is this a rumour or you sure about it?

Poetry

Read this amazing poem "If" by Rudyard Kipling, with a deep meaning!

Sharing a snippet 

" If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with Kings - nor lose the common touch, If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you , If all men count with you , but none too much ..

.. If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds ' worth of distance run , Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it , And which is more - you'll be a Man , my son ! "

Happy

Poetries aren't
enough to describe—

how beautiful
my subject is.

Those 26 letters
in the alphabet can't
define his real handsome-ness

'cause he's more
meaningful than those
words in my poetry.



3am Thoughts

It all comes down to love. The four-letter word that has more poems, stories, and sermons written about it than any other.

Gratitude

Hi I’m new to poetry and writing I’m reading a lot of stuff and I was wondering if poems have to rhyme? I feel my work is deeply rooted in emotions but idk if it’s art any poets here give me feedback?

I said I was a writer,

Then saw scheming in your glance, You had wished to live forever,

And now I was your chance, That a warrior might fight with swords, You can't just tear my world up,

You clawed your way inside me,

Shot jet black ink in through my veins,

Made sure that I would write of you, Until I drove myself insane,

You longed to be the hero,

Like in the books you used to read, Remembered as the kind of the man,

That everybody needs, It was too late when you noticed,

The one mistake that you had made,

But the pen's a writers blade,

And then expect a loving rhyme,

You used your words as sharpened weapons, And now I will use mine,

I trapped you in ink handcuffs,

Locked you behind my written bars, And now you'll finally live forever, As the monster that you are.

~e.h

To my poet friend on here who doesn’t write much nowadays, thank you for reading my shitty poetry for 5months now. Thank you for your encouragement and friendship. I hope your heart beats those beautiful words to your hand, to your own, and to your paper. Keep writing friend. 

Friends

Do you'll guys think, a person who loves poetry can also leave someone's heart shattered? 

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