When ideas become thoughts,
they are like weeds that pop up all around your head,
some of them are nice, those thoughts are flowers,
though with everything good,
there's something equally, if not worst to counter it.
those thoughts are weeds that smother and kill the flowers,
soon enough your mind is an empty barren land of dead thoughts,
what use to be a pretty field of flowers, now is gone.
Don't feed the thoughts that will destroy your mind.
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This isn't really a poem. It is just some deep thoughts. I like doing free verse poetry it helps me say what I want to say without worrying about syllables and rhymes. Sorry if you don't like it, I will still write more rhyming poems but I'm just adding more free verse poetry for now. Pinterest, you know the rest. Tell me what poems you want to hear, and feel free to ask/talk to me about the poems. I'm gonna change the name of this book but I'm not sure what it should be called, should it "midnight thoughts/poems" or the original title "a glimpse of my mind", or should it be entirely something else? I'm gonna let you guys decide so please do tell me which one you prefer. Thanks for reading! I've been writing more poems during the day because I have more time and feel like it. See you later!
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a glimpse of my mind
PoetryShort poems and some words to read when you are alone, read when you need it. The poems might be good, they might be bad. I'll let you decide(they're probably bad). Also, here are my thoughts put out there into the world, read them, agree with it, e...
