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We harvest the stars from the sky
And hide them in our pockets
Cage them within jars of glass
Like fireflies on a midsummer eve.
We build castles of sand and air
Devastated as the tide reclaims them
Breathing deeply in quiet sobs
As the sand runs through our fingertips.
We long and yearn for something
Never quite able to define what it is
Reaching for straws to keep above water
As the tide washes over us.
And the wind
erases our
footsteps
in the sand.
And hide them in our pockets
Cage them within jars of glass
Like fireflies on a midsummer eve.
We build castles of sand and air
Devastated as the tide reclaims them
Breathing deeply in quiet sobs
As the sand runs through our fingertips.
We long and yearn for something
Never quite able to define what it is
Reaching for straws to keep above water
As the tide washes over us.
And the wind
erases our
footsteps
in the sand.
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Milky Way
my body is a road map
of hazard signs
& do-not-touch-me's.
but on the days
when the mirror
is nice to me,
i can hear
whispering voices
like little racing
heartbeats
beneath my skin:
you are not worthless.
you are strong.
your ribcage has a meaning-
these bruises are
con ons,
ste ti & you are the Milky Way.
lla
-dp
Literature
You've suffered enough...
My dearest child, do not weep, for I am here to wipe your tears away. Come, let us be free of these blankets; let us walk from these dim halls.
There lies what once was your body, fevered and eaten by disease. Your lips are cracked and bleeding, your arms are both thin and sallow. Do not fear them now, for they are long passed.
Come away now, for we must say your final goodbyes. Here to the mother and father that came to your bedside each day. Here to the brother, who shall honour your name. Do not be jealous of them, my dearest child. For you are simply moving ahead; you have not fallen behind.
“But why, why does it hur
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Love Beyond the Window
When I was young, I believed in fairy tales.
I believed that if your heart willed it,
That love could overcome anything.
That one day, two lovers could always be together.
But those were simple lies I think...
After all, how does one reach across a window;
Reach across a screen...
To hold someone on the other side,
Before they slip through your fingers.
Like a lonely dance between air and water,
I can only stand on the surface of the lake,
And see her smiling on the other side.
...
Sometimes, I would draw pictures on the surface;
These thin useless arms of mine scrawling tiny doodles,
And she would smile and reply to each one:
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Another weird little out-of-nowhere poem 
They have a tendency to creep up on me when I am least expecting it ^^ Any and all feedback is as always deeply appreciated Enjoy!
They have a tendency to creep up on me when I am least expecting it ^^ Any and all feedback is as always deeply appreciated Enjoy! © 2013 - 2024 Ridderkvinden
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This poem was featured in our weekly feature, after it was suggested by ~Inanisvoid.
P2TM is designed to encourage more people to read and write poetry, including song lyrics, through a weekly feature: one poem or song from outside dA and one from dA itself, with information about the poems and the poets.
Please visit the page and support P2TM by watching or joining the group, suggesting poems and lyrics,
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Keep writing!
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P2TM is designed to encourage more people to read and write poetry, including song lyrics, through a weekly feature: one poem or song from outside dA and one from dA itself, with information about the poems and the poets.
Please visit the page and support P2TM by watching or joining the group, suggesting poems and lyrics,
ing the news articles, donating points or contest prizes and/or spreading the word.Keep writing!
~PoetryToTheMasses