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_____________~♡•☆•♡~_____________ Perfectly imperfect-poetry /ˈpəʊɪtri/ noun literary work of imperfect feelings in which the expression of imperfections and ideas are given intensity by the use of beautifully flawed words and rhythm; poems by a truly flawed being

Hi I hope your doing fine If you want you can read this poem I don't mind You can tell me your opinions So I can work on more on my poems I hope you enjoy reading this Have a good day mister and misses 😊

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Collection of some random poems that you may like (. ❛ ᴗ ❛.)

It's a ballad narrating an episode between a young girl and her lover. The girl has sulked and her lover is trying to slake her. The poem has a strict rhyming and will probably abduct your heart.

A quote is really interesting. It's a stream of consciousness that flows out so naturally for just a moment. It's a wonderful blip. For some,poetry tends to work the same way

I've only started writing poems a while ago, and now I'm obsessed with it. I'm pretty sure I'm going through a poetry phase, and you are welcome to journey along with me!

People reason and think differently. People have different mentalities. These are my feelings. These are my opinions. Poems that will leave you in tears.

Another poem book because I have have nothing better to do.

A collection of poems for the voices that go unheard. -WARNING- Some of these poems may touch on subjects involving depression, anxiety and other things you may not be comfortable with.

So I think some of you know that I already write poetry. Most of my poetry is free verse. I thought why not go ahead and just make a poetry book in here. Some of this is poetry I've already written, others are brand new. God I'm really nervous about this, I don't usually share my poetry.

All is said in silence. - k.tolnoe This is my thoughts and feelings, if you don't like it. Will all disrespect, get the flipping flocking fucking fuck out.

Origin of the word "Inspire" - Middle English "enspire", from Old French "inspirer", from Latin "inspirare" - 'breathe or blow into' ('in' = 'into' + 'spirare' = 'breathe'). The word was originally used of a divine or supernatural being, in the sense of 'imparting a truth or idea to someone'. There is a connection with the word "spirit" which comes from the Latin word for breath - "spiritus", which is also from 'spirare'. Spirit : - the activating or essential principle influencing a person - an inclination, impulse, or tendency of a specified kind : mood - a special attitude or frame of mind - the feeling, quality, or disposition characterizing something undertaken e.g. in a spirit of fun We're all inspired by one another. Fanfic and Fanart are prime examples of work that is inspired. Here you can find my poems that were inspired by other artists' work, e.g. paintings by fantasy artist extraordinaire, Stephanie Law, and the artists on deviantart. I look at their paintings, take in all the details, and weave them into poem-stories. I do the same with music too. Some music can have a very strong vibe or mood, and conjure up images in my head. This happened with the music composed by pianist, Guste Galuskinaite, which resulted in the poems A Frosty Morning and Dance in a Dream. Hope you enjoy reading these poems as much as I enjoyed writing them!

Myths and legends, folk and fairy tales were likely the first stories told, part of verbal lore passed down from generation to generation. Bards and minstrels at court and manor, inns and taverns, sang ballads and odes to entertain and enlighten. Rhyme and rhythm made their way into everyday life, enriching our experience with words, stories, beauty, and drama. To this day, lyrical poetry can evoke emotions and sensations that transcend cultures, place and time. Fantasy Romance is a collection of fantasy-themed poems, teeming with mythological characters and fantastical creatures, designed to transport you to other times and otherworlds. Here, gods and goddesses, mages and monsters, witches and warlocks, sprites, wights and nixies hold sway, and sometimes ordinary people become embroiled in extraordinary circumstances...

A collection of poems that I wrote on my own Not a lot are logical, not a lot are shown Some of them are bright While some take you away at night Some play around with memories Some tell stories of tragedies The nights will fade as words are put on paper The light will dance as the numbers get greater Under a tree by the river I wrote sitting on a stone While the moon of the bright night playfully shone

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