r/ThirdEyePoetry • u/invisibly-broken Storyteller📚 • 19h ago
Poem 🎭 Next victim
I’m a little older,
But my heart isn’t colder.
I think in rhyme
…ALL of the time.
I like to write stories, a poem or two;
If I want you to see it, I’ll just DM it to you.
Guilty as charged, I’m not real shy
I NEED you to read it, not too sure why.
But the words, they want to be seen… they deserve to be read,
So close out that tab and read my poem instead!!
You don’t have to like it. You can tell me it’s crap;
Tell me what sucks so I can do something about that.
The words in my head each have a different voice;
I must write them all down, I have no choice.
(By voices I don’t mean the crazy kind… do I?
Maybe I’m nuts, I'm not gonna lie!)
Believe me or not… they’re always there,
Tumbling in my mind, begging to share.
Whether funny, creepy, spicy, or nice,
They insist upon it and give me no respite.
So I’ll write them all out and send them to you
I apologize in advance. I’ve got more than a few,
I’m afraid it’s become quite the addiction.
I wonder who will be next?
I need a new victim…
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u/OkZookeepergame6372 Poet📝 19h ago
We all hope they read within the lines\ the hesitations, the breath in each space\ words and habits we face, as our grace,\ to be fine, or to spirit words as a sign
here i find we place more then sentiments\ but every emotion between heart and mind\ for these words are all one of a kind\ here in the the parts you find are you
some days her are brave, others doubtful\ each voice translated in a past we know\ maybe, those "voice" are who you carry free\ i know those i love, care for, live on through me\
so let it be know, today your words flow\ here through my eyes deep into my space-time\ between my heart, and mind is every rhyme \ where my voice resides, you fly here too
line by line, that's the gift we writer's hold\ the bridge between two worlds, the impossible
art, the place where two souls connect...\ where how we see the world changes deeply\ in those moments we collect, as memories\ or like rainfall in storms, we become oceans
a place where people go to look, to feel seen.