Poem Collection: What is a Rhyme?

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Poems without rhyme or reason. They're a bit rough around the edges, and closer to free verse. These tend to be a little more spur-of-the-moment.All Rights Reserved

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The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

A collection of words. Pieces of thoughts and feelings. An attempt at the impossible task of putting into words what moves in people's hearts.

My thoughts. You don't have to like them.

A collection of memories, emotions, and thoughts.

When the most deepest memories meet reality and becomes something real, powerful and meaningfully Not just words But words with emotion Will make you read and doubt if your deepest memories are just an illusion or pure reality... Can you handle that? Come in if you dare.... An exceptional poetry book written with real and deep meaning. Highest ranking ; #27 in poetry Highest ranking; #97 in something

a testament to the troubling winds. my poetry doesn't follow any rules. ✨minimal to no cursing✨depression✨hopeless romantic babble✨ proceed with caution. 2018-2019

A junction of words. Read at your own risk.

Just poems and Sonnets and other literary stuff to waste time and empty feelings. ×WARNING× They do get better as you go they kinda suck at first this was a learning experience >_<

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. -Robert Frost This is my own collection of thoughts. My own stories, through the deepest sorrow and highest peaks of happiness I've had in my rather brief life, and some that others may also be able to relate to. Sometimes, words are insufficient. Sometimes, they're too accurate to emotionally bear. Sometimes, they're what provokes the deepest part of your soul. You be the judge on how poetry affects you. You read; I just tell the stories. #thecosmicawards2018

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Just words that flow A river in my head It twists and turns And never stays the same The current is strong You can never go back Pen it down And remember The joy of the ride Through the rough bumpy tide That are the words In my mind.

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The depths of my mind and dialogue of it all. My thoughts. My fakeness. My lies. My confessions. My Raw mental conversations. My weakness. My complicated life. The nonsense that creeps up in my head when I'm thinking. There is no need to understand. There is no need to feel pity. This is Thursday.

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