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Poems of a freak

Freaky

Freaky

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// Wind to your fire //

I was made
to nurture your ego with my bleeding wounds,
to have my unruly stitches ripped off
over and over again.

I was made
to have my worth
held out in my tiny hands
and crushed under your graceful feet.

I was made
to have my vocal cords
burn from the acid that you
sweetly filled my cup with.

I was made
to be the hero in my story
but ended up as
the villain in ours.

~freakstreak~
 
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Freakky said:
// Wind to your fire //

I was made
to nurture your ego
with my bleeding wounds,
to have my unruly stitches ripped off
over and over again.

I was made
to have my worth
held out in my tiny hands
and crushed under your graceful feet.

I was made
to have my vocal cords
burn from the acid that you
sweetly filled my cup with.

I was made
to be the hero in my story
but ended up as the
villain in ours.

~freakstreak~
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it became scary at the ending one :shiver:

but written very nicely :heart1:
 
// ~ //

Bubbles, beautiful but delicate
Just like the people around me.
They burst away with a pop
when I get too close.

Popping a bubble
sometimes leaves you speckled
with the essence of what they were made of
and only the nerve endings that sizzled at contact
can testify their presence
as well as their absence.

Now, i mark my steps,
tiptoeing through the raft of bubbles
amazed, how each one
reflects the sun in its own way
to show me a picture worth a million artists.

~freakstreak~
 
Freakky said:
// ~ //

Bubbles, beautiful but delicate
Just like the people around me.
They burst away with a pop
when I get too close.

Popping a bubble
sometimes leaves you speckled
with the essence of what they were made of
and only the nerve endings that sizzled at contact
can testify their presence
as well as their absence.

Now, i mark my steps,
tiptoeing through the raft of bubbles
amazed, how each one
reflects the sun in its own way
to show me a picture worth a million artists.

~freakstreak~
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What a lovely nd philosophical poem from a freak:hearteyes:
We r the bubbles, just popping in nd popping out to the universe! Isn't it so?
 
// Shine //

You think you are ugly
you hate the way you look..

But darling, how can you
hate the face that helps me
open my eyes each morning?
Morning comes
with birds singing me hopes
that I'll get to see you again.

You, the sun to my moon,
the only light I'll ever need
to continue walking down my path.
The light that people see in my eyes
Is from the way you shine.
So shine brighter, mon cher!

Don't be shy ~
Of your face that reflects my emotions
Or of your body, because all i need
are steady hands
to hold mine.


~freakstreak~
 
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// ~ //

Everytime I drink
all my boundaries seem to blur.

'A mess', my friends think of me,
'trying to forget her pain,
trying to get over her lover's name.'

But in that heavenly span
I sway across the lines of reality
and dance with you in my arms,
I swirl through the doors of timeline,
and dance with you in my arms.

In that heavenly solace,
I feel insanely sane
I feel all my pieces sewed back
like i finally got you back.

~freakstreak~

P.S. Inspired by Devdas lol
 
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Freakky said:
// ~ //

Everytime I drink
all my boundaries seem to blur.

'A mess', my friends think of me,
'trying to forget her pain,
trying to get over her lover's name.'

But in that heavenly span
I sway across the lines of reality
and dance with you in my arms,
I swirl through the doors of timeline,
and dance with you in my arms.

In that heavenly solace,
I feel insanely sane
I feel all my pieces sewed back
like i finally got you back.

~freakstreak~

P.S. Inspired by Devdas
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Again such a deep poem about pain and love! I wonder why u r getting less likes nd comments...I think post ur poems separately. Ppl r overlooking! Your poems r so deep and lovely. Keep writing. These r amazing :blessing:
 
SPIRIT said:
Again such a deep poem about pain and love! I wonder why u r getting less likes nd comments...I think post ur poems separately. Ppl r overlooking! Your poems r so deep and lovely. Keep writing. These r amazing :blessing:
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Probably because i post them at such ungodly hours lol. That's ok, not everyone likes to read so I'm just happy to get reviews from ppl who are really interested. Tbh all these are from 2 years ago, I'm just trying find some inspiration to get back into it.
Also.. thank you so much ! :*
 
Freakky said:
Probably because i post them at such ungodly hours lol. That's ok, not everyone likes to read so I'm just happy to get reviews from ppl who are really interested. Tbh all these are from 2 years ago, I'm just trying find some inspiration to get back into it.
Also.. thank you so much ! :*
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its not the timings of the posts you dumb fuck, if you keep posting under a single thread people consider it as a comment added on a thread,
post each one individually, try to title each one of them
 
I am very impressed with this poem! A couple of years ago I also wrote poems and works, but unfortunately now I have absolutely no free time for this. Studying at the university requires all my attention to study the program, but I have help from https://www.topessaywriting.org/samples/personality who often help me when I need to write long complex works. I believe that someday I will be able to recover my poems!
 
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LeaParkers said:
I am very impressed with this poem! A couple of years ago I also wrote poems and works, but unfortunately now I have absolutely no free time for this. Studying at the university requires all my attention to study the program, but I have help from https://www.topessaywriting.org/samples/personality who often help me when I need to write long complex works. I believe that someday I will be able to recover my poems!
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Thank you so much!! Even Im digging up my old ones to get back into writing.
Hope you can share with us someday, would love to read. Good luck!
 
Freakky said:
// Wind to your fire //

I was made
to nurture your ego
with my bleeding wounds,
to have my unruly stitches ripped off
over and over again.

I was made
to have my worth
held out in my tiny hands
and crushed under your graceful feet.

I was made
to have my vocal cords
burn from the acid that you
sweetly filled my cup with.

I was made
to be the hero in my story
but ended up as the
villain in ours.

~freakstreak~
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U wrote beautifully gurl !!!!❤️
 
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