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Sighs Of Madness

I couldn't find a way to post
a poem
so I chose a Blog

This is the state of senility
when you think
you have reached the zenith
of your poetic mastery

Just damn care
if any one scans it
'tis your level of incompetence finally
and emotionally

think it's your best piece of infinite poetry
Damn all emotions
if ye wish

All poetry
is not really fit for society
no 'tis not any more poetry
from Lovedly

Style / type: 
Free verse
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I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
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Damn the torpedoes and full ahead! Keep writing and eventually someone will read it! Not everyone leaves comments, it doesn't mean that it hasn't been read and some of us are trying to run a workshop, critique and comment. I've seen you say that; it doesn't matter what people think of your poetry, you will not change anything, because that's the way you wrote it and that it is up to the reader to make what they will of it. I hate to see a Neo. without the egotistical, lovable lovedly. Hang in there, maybe someday, you will fool us all and be discovered as the next big thing! ~ Gee.
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I hate to see a Neo.
without the egotistical, lovable lovedly.
Hang in there, maybe someday,

you will fool us all and be discovered as the next big thing!

Thank u for a POLE VAULT!

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I told you! ~ Geezer.
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last night some real God came to me
and said ole man
I shall relieve you of all your responsibilities
till then the next three months enjoy humanity
as after that you will roam about in my vast endless Kingdom
no clothes needed
you will be bare merged with ether
your fragrance shall spread miles and miles
no one will be able to see you all this while

but for the next 562 years
you will replace Shakespeare
since I will use your soul
you don't believe in
making another
better SHAKESPEARE
Humanly

so there after all will have but to follow ye
Oh my Lovedly
sad No Nobel they will give thee
you now have no need of money
fragrance be your share
and let all admire
as naked about the world you flow
without any more human attire

but sad
none will still ever
Lovedly know
but for centuries you will glow

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