Tag: NaPoWriMo
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[137] An Ode to Stupidity
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The weight of my intelligence weighs on my stupidity and I carry it like an exercise in style but waiting for you to tell me that sometimes intelligence is negligent and some rawness of our mind is elegant where nothing comes out of a filtered brain and all you care is to get that weight…
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[135] #NaPoWriMo [1/30] {Book of Shame}
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Buying words only not to read because the will to write them sometimes surpasses the stream of thought needed to hold a book and just be Even though I don’t read enough I still buy them to keep them in my cupboard like the secrets I horde that I’m guilty of having like the secret…
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[40] #NaPoWriMo [12/30] { Madness Bewitches Me }
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The consumption of her crumbling madness amuses me, till the sighting of a shooting star calms my roaring laughter. She shifts. My world revolves on an axis that does not coincide with her atlas or her madness made of moulds of myopia She speaks in three, a plan to include thee Repentance mixed with madness or despondency A…
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[39] #NaPoWriMo [10/30] {You Are Made of Smoke}
…in between her gaze and her stare I fell in love Just inside her lovely mind I fell in love A galaxy in her mind that expands, though To my every mistake she fumes, though Her frightened face became her freckled face Her freckled face became her frightened face To distinguish between her gaze and…
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[38] #NaPoWriMo [9/30] {Awaken My love}
The prompt for today was to write a nine-line poem. I choose to write on the conflicting battle to be in dreams and to face reality. —— His majesty in a slumber of dreams All he does here is swing like a child only to fall into an earthquake of defeat Reality it seems is…
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[35] #NaPoWriMo (6/30) [ Smart Phone ]
I I feel caged in the morning The first impulse I feel is a notification I grab my phone II I feel smarter today The first thought, I will write on my notes I grab my phone III My grey matter stopped its chitter chatter The battery’s dead, it needs a leash I grab my…
Smoke words every day. 