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ITT: Post poetry you wrote when you were a edgy teenager
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2017-02-08 09:49:06
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I posted this on Reddit a couple of months back before I turned 18.
The time has come for adolescence to go,
Like a caterpillar in a cocoon,
That a butterfly comes through,
To show a new beginning,
And signify your bloom,
But fear engulfs me,
Like fire in Pompeii.
I don't see it as a blooming,
Or a butterfly out of a cocoon,
I see it as the end of my youth,
And the climax of my days,
What's left is a downhill spiral,
That doesn't seem so great,
A step closer to my death,
And a step away from younger days,
The more I ponder on the thought,
I realise how much melancholy I've got,
I wish I could turn back the time to when death seemed far from my mind, and all that I can say with my humble mind is I miss you happiness don't run from my life.
Also, try to interpret the meaning of other anon's poems. Also, they don't have to be edgy and from your teens.
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>>34732229
copy and pasted it from file, dnt know how it will format, thanks anon forgot about these, interesting looking back at how angsty i was
With the flick of a thumb, a click, flicker and a flame-
A slow inhale, eye contact, on the way out I taste her name on my lips-
Behind a pipe that leaks sweet dreams in slow drips-
Stuck in her blue eyes as she walks by.
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>>34732479
If I'm allowed to name this one I'll call it oneitis.
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>>34732229
>I am alone
>always and forever
>my heart beats
>but I feel, never
>inky blackness suffocates me
>only to bring me back
>next day to see
>my suffocation again
>lust dangles in front of my eyes
>close enough to grasp
>berating me with lies
>I'm powerless to move
>my life is pain
>suffering ensues
>misery can't be slain
>for am I it's captive
I was pretty edgy
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>>34732547
I always wrote like 3-4 sentence poems because I got tired of writing them and realized I was wasting my time
My hurried heart beats
Like the unheard barks
Of a puppy left forgotten in the dark
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If you would listen to the pidder-patter of the rain,
You might just here it but it's faint,
Each drop collapses before it's shattered,
As a child's dream that will never come to matter
I have a huge text file of these lol, u can tell i was popular in highschool
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>>34732725
>u can tell i was popular in highschool
Same here. Also, your short poems are really tight! You should write more. How old are you?
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fuuuck
i wrote one poem in my whole life as an assignment and it got me a 94%
i was pretty shocked considering my average was 65% no matter how hard i tried
i wish i had it again
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>>34732229
This is OP and this is the first poem I ever wrote. I was also 17.
Black, it itself is not a colour but the absence of colour
The absence of Joy
The absence of Hope
The absence of Pleasure
The absence of Bliss
The clearance of happiness
The clearance of Gladness
The clearance of Amusement
The Clearance of Love
Like a black hole, my heart devours all that is
Light, all that is goodness and all my causes of delight.
I cry at night for a way out, but I'm past the event horizon.
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>>34733195
This one was titled why I wear black.
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