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the dump

Postby melouka » Tue Jul 10, 2018 8:25 am

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megan’s writing dump

hello! this is just a thread for me to post stuff
i write when i’m bored, which will probably be
mainly poetry. i’m in no way a skilled writer so
feel free to give critique and feedback on this
thread or by pm!
thanks for reading ♥
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Hands

Postby melouka » Tue Jul 10, 2018 9:56 pm



Hands have the ability to alter
To reshape the mind of man and it's home
Each with their homemade purposes, mistakes
Etched into gradual wrinkles

None: then all at once.

A trivial gesture of the hand can teach a child
Mature it or dull its eagerness for life
Or steady, nimble movements can design blueprints
Printing architectural wonders into the blue sky

Hands that carry a screaming newborn child
Or hands that carry the other burden of life
Tools, incisions beneath the skin
With the certainty of a man running into the dark

Hands intertwining with one another
They utter the dangers of safety
Dragging fingertips across every part of their skin
A timid creation of innocence and passion

Every so often a man sits and reminisces
Peering into the gaps in his life
His wilting hands sitting like flowers in a crystal vase, sturdy, comfortable
Forgetting that water cannot replenish itself


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Time Heals

Postby melouka » Tue Jul 10, 2018 10:01 pm



He must not warn her to withdraw from his worn,
Worn second hand frame
Relying on solely the second hand of time
Pulled along existence, messy clockwork
In fear of shallow offence.
He had been thrown off of the expectation of a man;
Something is wrong. A screw possibly loose,
Cogwheels slipping out of gear:
Yet where is the difference?
Clockwork must do as expected.
After all, they uttered,
Time heals all wounds.


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Ignorance

Postby melouka » Tue Jul 10, 2018 10:11 pm



We are too young
To make a difference 

To help the tired towns and cities 


Bombings


Suffocated and smothered by a blanket
Which we call the media


Until we realise that their words
Are simply an anchor to our actions

Yet as we try to untie the rope 

Distraction engulfs our lives

And all of a sudden

We are too old


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Re: the dump

Postby woo » Tue Jul 10, 2018 10:13 pm

ah i’m sorry but I just had to say that these are absolutely beautiful ;;
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Re: the dump

Postby melouka » Tue Jul 10, 2018 10:15 pm

woo wrote:ah i’m sorry but I just had to say that these are absolutely beautiful ;;


ahhh thank you so much!! that means a lot ♥
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The ‘Butterflies’

Postby melouka » Tue Jul 10, 2018 10:30 pm



The cliché butterflies, much to my surprise
Found their way struggling up my throat
And entwined my tongue
With the words I desired to speak to you

They mesmerised me with their bittersweet taste of uncertainty
Yet like a butterfly, one thing is guaranteed
I will be nomadic until my death
And wherever the wind carries my wings

I will feel at home.


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Changing

Postby melouka » Thu Jul 12, 2018 5:15 am



A world that has been altered
Through technology and media
and architects scraping our tired sky
It will never satisfy.

An ocean, docile as it’s creatures
Who once danced with their free country
and are now washed with black
Oil tattooed upon their backs

Our Earth
The planet we have come to possess 

It is artlessly advancing at a speed 


A speed that the mind of mankind
Simply cannot compete with.


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Sand

Postby melouka » Fri Jul 13, 2018 2:20 am



Time is just holding a heap of sand
Stealthily slipping through our fingers
Each grain is barely palpable and rarely lingers

Each grain that slumbers in each crease of our palms
Shall eventually fall upon the land
Despite desperation, a clasp of the hand

Though when all sand has fallen we will not mourn the loss
Since it will form what we stand upon beneath us
A blanket of memories to ponder and discuss

A mere grain of sand becomes part of a beach
Lone and unbroken, it stretches far away


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Re: the dump

Postby Ranger of the North » Sun Jul 15, 2018 11:12 pm

Ooh yay, I'm glad you're posting these as well :D
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