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what's your favourite poem?
Monika: I like all poems! They give others a chance to express themselves.
Yuri: I prefer more detailed literature, I’ve recently however been more in the horror genre.
Natsuki: I don’t usually care as long as I can understand stand what I’m reading.
Sayori: What are we talking about again?
Hello there, and also i wanted to ask everyone how they write their poems
Monika: I may take time to think about Present thoughts that I have, or past memories that I have saved to my mind. Usually though, it comes to something that seems deeper than it should be.
Yuri: I like to give a since of meaning and different symbolisms to show what the main idea of a poem is. You have to indulge whoever reads your poem into the story.
Natsuki: I just write simple poems, and make sure people can know what they’re reading!Simplistic and maybe even inspiring.
Sayori: sometimes I base it off of how I feel.. and sometimes I may forget to even make a poem! So I gotta come up with something quickly..!
S: Hey, speaking of poems, when are we sharing them?
M: well we weren’t going to share poems today…
S: dang it, one of the only times I didn’t do a poem last second!
COLORS
Colors can be many things
They can be green, the color of the grass just below your swings.
They can be pink like the sky in the evening.
They can be white like the sparkles in your eyes that are gleaming
But, colors can be sad and unsettling
They can be black like the dark and the things that hid in it long after the sun was setting
They can be orange like the rust on your swings that you’ve forgotten
They can be blue like the tears that stream down your face after you’ve gone and got rotten
(i hope you guys like it!)
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Tysm for the poem!
This is very nice and I like the descriptions of soft and harsh feelings of colors
This is very well written!
Also sorry for inactivity!
I decided to finish my summer reading as soon as I got off of school because I wanted to do more art stuff with no obstacles!
(( Looking back, I remember making this at 3 am during spring break and then drafting it pfff ))
Natsuki: Geez Sayori why are you screaming-
Yuri: why is there a random pizza on the floOR-
Sayori: IDK HOW ABOUT YOU ASK THE CEILING IT CAME FROM??
Yuri: WHAT DO YOU MEAN THE CEI-
Pizza: it’s because I fell through the building.
Sayori:
Yuri:
Natsuki:
Yuri: I-
Sayori: DID THAT PIZZA JUST T A L K?!
Natsuki: I’M GETTING MONIKA, SAYORI PUT THE PIZZA AT THE CORNER OF THE ROOM
Pizza: no please don’t isolate me-
Yuri: I’m going to head home now..
(( plus I drew a couple of the lines XD ))
(( continuation of this ask lol ))