How can the young tell truth from tale
- Category Archives Micropoetry
This category contains my social-media-posted poetry, mainly character-limited work first published on my Twitter (@yonar) and Instagram (@word_weave).
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Alien emotions
As I read, I see how time progressed
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Conviction wavers
Unaware that any words spoken now will be followed by regret
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Act three
Dear creator
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Some roses are red
I wonder, what shade of love would ours be
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My misgivings
Who gave you ownership of my misgivings
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Seven sins
Let’s play a game of seven sins, the first to check all boxes wins
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Someone I betrayed
They frighten me, these whispers
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Days long gone
Yearning for a life to which I can’t ever return
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Fear is control
Control your fear, reclaim your power.
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Ominous and frightening
Foreboding filled the air
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Sense of disconnect
They fly, they bounce circles around me
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Broken spirits
With no replies but hearts and likes
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Truthful
The shame of my many misgivings is so much greater
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Prayers whispered
Too strong to keep inside, too urgent not to be heard
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Power of smile
fears lead to failure, wants lead to obsession, and hope leads to loss.
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Ebb away
Help me bring this day come to an end
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Stampedes of gray
The weary full moon sets, shrouded under veils of tears
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Killing spontaneity
Stop planning every single little detail of our over-complicated lives
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When you have to go…
Stop, she says, pushing me back
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For words sake
Cries for attention drowning in the sea of disconnected voices
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Pink dust
I took a chance, bared my soul
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Longing for the dream
Ungrateful I still wake, ripping at the seams of this perfect little world
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Know no victor
Battles waged over respect
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Driven to create
Consumed by friendly fire
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On the flip side
To join the living on the flip side of my eyes
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And here I stand
A mere mortal, but with power to reshape it all
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Unpopular opinion
Warning to those with tender souls
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The mold
Filled with thoughts, none their own
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Mental engines
Feed us, clothe us, entertain us
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Darkness descending
Extinguishing the last burning candle in a desperate wish
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Truer words
If you dislike my demons, stay out of my head
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All that remains
Stale echoes of the greatness we aspire
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Disconnected drops
Each broadcasting a single dream
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Stains long faded
Misery, my mistress, locking me in loving arms whispers promises
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Is anyone out there?
Behind self-imposed walls frightened whispers sound unheard