#Prison

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kind wind
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Years, my friend, have passed
Since the sky looked full of one
And this time, everything's more bright,
Because thy are in it.

Oh, the agony.
Reminded I am of the irony
Of what I yearn for, reach with my arms --
I have called myself a masochist.

Thy are one, but thy are a few
I hate thy stupid face, framed by glasses,
God, wish I could break them,
Maybe thine eyes won't find me anymore

I float in memories so familiar
While thy continue to squeeze my heart,
Fingers are the cage Im desperate to escape
So please, let me go, but if thy decide otherwise...

Make me forget that I'm in prison.

(Had to get some stuff off my chest. I'm finally officially back to writing poetry! Woohoo!)

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@worthy tide @wintry plaza

worthy tide
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Ayyyy lovely to see your poems posted once more, good friend! I'll read this later tho bcs rn I'm a little busy.

kind wind
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frank sparrow
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so you focused on raw emotions it's the best way of poetry for me. its a great piece with a great structure. it is focused on frustration and longing.
phrase like squeeze my heart conveys the idea of nostalgia
the flow of poem is really good

it's a comeback ig SaberSaysPretty

austere jasper
austere jasper
frank sparrow
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this one is

austere jasper
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ah! i see. i suspected it. cool!

frank sparrow
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i just wrote what i felt

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and expanded it with ai

frank sparrow
austere jasper
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right

frank sparrow
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( with phrase of another AI babyevilgiggle )

austere jasper
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but great comeback! idk what to say, I'm a nice person please trust me

weeps

frank sparrow
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i wrote this one

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i was talking about flow in first stanza

frank sparrow
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like i said great comeback

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what's wrong in this now

frank sparrow
frank sparrow
austere jasper
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no no i think i misunderstood your statement

austere jasper
austere jasper
frank sparrow
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you think i was talking about myself ?

austere jasper
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yeah

worthy tide
# kind wind Years, my friend, have passed Since the sky looked full of one And this time, ev...

My god bro it's been a while since you've written a poem and yet not a pedal of your poetic mind has withered.

This is really good bro it fits "agony" with delight so well.

"Thy are a few" with "thy stupid face" is such a nice contrast between love and reality. "Framed by glasses" and "thine eyes won't find me anymore" once more is nothing short but a perfect juxtaposition. Sacrifices in order to move on. A container of "memories" now horrific like a "prison" indeed.

What a wonderful extended contrast if that's even a device. Yk like extended personification? Anyway so yeah the last stanza says it all for me

"While thy continue to squeeze my heart" probably my favourite line here bcs it's also hyperbolic. I view jt as both torture and pleasure vcs IMO, the tighter the hug, the more the love. So "squeeze" my heart is a little paradoxical bcs ypu feel agony more than love.

Incredible poem bro and my apologies for replying so late. I'm caught in a mess of things rn so I barely have time to reply to your poems.

I'm so happy that you started writing again! Keep going!

kind wind