Butterflies aren't real
They're made of fears and glitter
And live in your stomach
They don't like flowers
Rather have thoughts
It tastes better I suppose
Not really nice
Those mean little things
But listen for a bit
They'll whisper what you need
Once, twice
Never too much
They spread their wings
And flutter away
Never to be seen again
Butterflies aren't real
But what do I know
It isn't Spring yet
That's for sure
©ahoneybun
#badpoems
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I fell down
The stairs,
Again.
The same way
I fell for you,
Yesterday
©ahoneybun -
emma_kay_is_not_ok 106w
A little something I made up in the spot. Everything I've posted that far has been stuff I wrote awhile back and have saved in my notes or google docs and I thought it would be nice to share something brand-new from the top of my squishy pink brain
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I once tried to rhyme all my words with each other.
Writing love poems with the classic "roses are red and violets are blue"
Grade A kinda bullshit.
My originality was nonexistent
But who needs originality when you can have rhyme?
Because rhyming your words comes with the unofficial,
Official,
"you're a REAL poet" badge.
A badge that isn't given to you by fellow poets,
But sidewalk New York Best Times Best Seller wanna-be critics.
I once knew a guy who told that poetry was undefineable,
Because poetry comes from the soul,
And things that come from soul cannot have simple dictionary definitions.
So scrap the "you're a REAL poet" badge,
For one that says "undefineable" instead.
©emma_kay_is_not_ok -
vikrampaul 121w
Maybe the lines are not similar but I guranteed if someone really want to understand read again and again...it's all happened because she afraid to be with him...nd he afraid without him...but the moral is "they both knew it's not they really want.."#badpoems #retro #afraid #both_love #only_you
Scared
She told him,"you are not the one"
He asked,"why..??..am I too much to digest..??.."
She simply looked at him and said,"I don't eat Street food"
And from the inside she murmured "I wish I could eat you"
On the other hand he murmured to himself,"I wish I could be your favorite food"...
@bugs_bunny_iam
©vikrampaul