I long for that plane of existence
Where pleasure meets dismay and my energy resonates
But these are mere mirages
Any fool with eyes could see
Where i am headed is no place to be
My spirit is caged yet i believe i am free
For these veins pulsate through my skin so easily
Since then my days have never been the same
I just sit on a clock counting my days
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Poem by ink (Pseudonym) (
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- Category: Sad
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Please feel free to give me any advice on structuring or any tips will be greatly appreciated. Im 23 yr and i aspire to be a great poet
- Poembyink
LOL at favouriting your own poem when you haven't bothered to read any other poems on here (your public profile shows that). Best advice you can get is to read other peoples poetry, I know that doing that certainly improved my scribblings and secondly - keep writing.
Anyway, you certainly have poetic talent. Welcome to PTS. This place works best if you read and comment upon other peoples poetry (feel free to throw sticks at anything of mine) and in doing so you'll build up relationships and friendships with other poets.
Erm, yes, I suppose we can favourite our own poems as well as others!
A fine write.
Those days are full of moments and every moment in your life is special as they will not come again. Enjoy every moment.
Your words are fine, keep going.
Welcome to MPS.
Thank you for your response! This is my 2nd day here this platform is all very new to me but that being said I’m excited to be here
Be free dear poet, spread thoses words endless and may they continue to be as soulful as you've provided so far!
Always appreciated
Keep up the write
Much peace and respect.
wonderfully worded subtle ripples of acceptance to owned fate,
a lovely write
Happy New Year dear Poet
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