I'm trying to improve in writing haiku poetry. Hope you enjoy haha!!
Inspired by @clichepenname. An A-Z haiku series
Nowhere to go
The alarms blare
To my heart still is my hand.
As I scream and scream during this crash land.
The third of my series. A temporary, yet very extreme feeling of love.
Fourth poem in my series. An extreme and potentially dangerous feeling of love.
A person with a decision
One that requires thoughtful precision
A decision to save lives
An exchange to end all strifes
dubstep is like the intense subgenre of EDM, just so you know what it is.
Do we know how to separate love from obsession? They often know to find their way to each other, going hand in hand like star-crossed lovers.
this is an intense rap/poem about mental health
It's bad to be selfish? I beg your pardon. It's just as bad if we neglect ourselves, our wants and needs. Because, at the end of the day, everyone puts themselves first.
"Good luck" she quietly said. Too bad those would be the last words she spoke.
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This is a short story in 2121, where the Arnost is held in Argo. The first ever girl is competing against the best...
I'm trying to improve in writing haiku poetry. Hope you enjoy haha!!
Inspired by @clichepenname. An A-Z haiku series
Nowhere to go
The alarms blare
To my heart still is my hand.
As I scream and scream during this crash land.
The third of my series. A temporary, yet very extreme feeling of love.
Fourth poem in my series. An extreme and potentially dangerous feeling of love.
A person with a decision
One that requires thoughtful precision
A decision to save lives
An exchange to end all strifes
dubstep is like the intense subgenre of EDM, just so you know what it is.
Do we know how to separate love from obsession? They often know to find their way to each other, going hand in hand like star-crossed lovers.
this is an intense rap/poem about mental health
It's bad to be selfish? I beg your pardon. It's just as bad if we neglect ourselves, our wants and needs. Because, at the end of the day, everyone puts themselves first.
"Good luck" she quietly said. Too bad those would be the last words she spoke.
...
This is a short story in 2121, where the Arnost is held in Argo. The first ever girl is competing against the best...