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i’ve always believed in the practice of carrying a poem with you wherever you go. poetry has always contained a particular kind of magic—the kind that both demands expression and rewards reflection. how else can a handful of lines carve themselves so deeply into life?
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i knew this time would come. this time i get tired of insulting my own works so this day im praising it instead. here's an exquisite work of art made by me that i DONT think is a mess and DONT know if it's either a retro or a minimal post so 🤷🏽♂️ but in all i love it, dont yall? 🥺 but anywayttss, i made this poem like last year in... See more
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I’m dead
now see me bleed
do you see your greed?
oh wait— that’s not punishment enough?
the consequences of
all your inactions
but you don’t even
look
at me
at what’s you did
you’re still living
the maggots are brimming
gotcha
I’m dead
— poem from my journal 21-01-2025
Caged Bird Maya Angelou
A free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wing in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the sky.
But a bird that stalks down his narrow cage can seldom see through his bars of rage his wings are clipped and his feet are tied so he opens his throat to sing.
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