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hullo im blank(cells) and this blog is created for the sole purpose of posting my attempts in getting better at poetry
doubling the last letter of short responses to appear ๐๐๐ค and not ๐๐
monsoon
tonight the moon's on
and water rise for moon son
in salutation
rain
i can hear the rain
heavy pelts on surfaces
an orchestra of the same note
repeated again and again
a symphony of white noises
blabbers of an innocence
burned bright in the background
i can feel the thunder
each strike bringing it with
a storm of suddenness
boom, it goes
and my heart skips a beat
in tune to the wondrous beat
of nature's guided performance
a song weaved by gentle hands
the choir is singing
the dancers are twirling
a mother smiles
as her sky cries
unknown #3
red is all i see
this burning feeling in my heart
sings even my own skin
and up and wide it spreads
ashes i become of my own doings
a crack in the sky
a blink of an eye
here when there was none
crushing me heavy, heavy
and i sat where i stand
helpless with its coming
hard slams of boots
steel on my bare back
wisps and tendrils in my eyes
reflected clear yet hazy
and i crow the unfamiliarity
a stranger of an emotion
unseen and unheard
still my beating heart whispers
claims of untruths and lies
flowing free a sharp beak