Someone put this up please
Nvm i will
So I canât submit just one poem? Also, where is the rubric?
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You can sumbit how much you want and rurbric will be up in a few hours
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So these are a handful of poems I have written in the past and I have a weheartit account with a bank of my poems 
So I will be posting a few of my poems here!
Linger
âŠThe woody scent of your cologne has clung onto my shirt;
Your laughter - sonorous and melodious resonates soul;
That priceless smile that could light up a room haunts my mind;
The remnants of your fragile love lingerâŠ
Glances
Quickly, my eyes meet yours;
My eyes wish to bask in your beauty;
Your crooked smile, captivating eyes, perfect hair and petite nose;
My mind furiously attempts to remember you;
For if I were to never meet you again at least I will remember the glances.
Home
They say there is no place like home,
I say home is not a place but a person,
You are my home.
Crush
As you wring your hands nervously I admire the deepness of your dark eyes;
As you think to yourself and youâre lost in the realm of imagination I gaze longingly at your pouting lips;
As you laugh, I yearn for the lightness of your heart.
Love is Free
I pick off the delicate rose petals brushing them against my skin;
My fingers stroke the pearls you gifted me - the coolness making the hairs on my arms stand;
I feel all these sensations yet my heart aches;
It aches for you.
H I M
Your eyes bore into mine searching for answers to our unspoken questions;
My heartbeat quickens as you lean closer towards me,
This is it.
Your hot breath hits my exposed neckâŠ
âŠMy breathing hitches,
My hands become clammy,
Then you snap back into reality and so do I,
We face away from each other,
Hiding from what should have been.
H E R
Your eyes tell me a story I want to be in,
My heart yearns for your touch,
As I lean towards you, there you are looking at me with an expression of bewilderment,
I know to move away,
Why did I do that?
Fuck.
I messed up.
I face away from you hiding from what could have been.
Mess
The pain my soul carries - is it too much to bear?
My tears stinging your cuts, doesnât feel good when you are the one feeling the pain?
You said you want me, did you really?
Maybe, you wanted the idea of me.
Fling
Floral scents;
Calm breezes;
Temperamental tendencies;
Brooding stares.
Right In Front of Me.
I ache for a man I never met;
My body seeks the warmth of his touch;
I close my eyes and whisper for him to come to me;
Opening my eyes I see the an who was always there;
It was you all along but I didnât meet the true you;
The you that is my love.
Everything
As my eyes trail his home filled with opulent luxuries and decadent riches,
My ears fill with the mellow melody of his humming,
My mind swarmed me with questions, especially âwhy me?â
He looks at me waiting for something and I give in,
âYou have everything. Whatââ I ask but his firm grip on me makes me stop;
He pulls me towards him;
Leaning in so our eyes can meet and he whispers âI have everything but you.â
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Well this is the second poem I wrote before because Iâm way too lazy to make it again.
SORRY IF YOU READ IT BEFORE, Iâm just way too lazy.
By the way, itâs about Game of Thrones, so I understand if you donât get it.
Why,
Said all,
Do all wolves in the north die?
Elucidate,
Said all,
And O wise one said,
It starts with the lone wolf,
Blinded,
Unknowing,
Hidden so long,
Out in the north,
Where harsh winds blew,
Unaccustomed,
To the summer breezes of the south.
Summoned by a stag,
He brought his pack,
And there, a mockingbird saw itâs chance.
Sycophant.
Chance?
Said all.
He knew,
The O wise one said.
The wolf was blinded,
And he trusted him.
The mockingbird.
Mocking silently.
But he did not hear it.
He sought out answers,
He sought out the truth,
The wrong truth, perhaps.
And he told the wrong one.
Who?
Said all.
A golden lioness,
Who had failed to dominate the stag.
But she knew,
And she could,
And the wolf trusted the lioness.
Dangerous,
And it was deemed for him.
For before he could say,
The truth he found,
The stag was killed.
Who?
Said all.
The lioness.
The mockingbird.
In panic,
The wolf turned to his enemy,
The mockingbird,
Who he had trusted so long.
Behold,
One sweep of the axe,
And the wolf was no more.
The rest of the pack?
Said all.
Hid,
Fled,
Hated,
Hurt,
And the leader,
The young wolf,
Died,
In trust,
Following his fatherâs mistakes,
And brought his mate and mother with him.
Alas!
It was only brought,
for,
The youngest wolf,
He died,
Before the bastard wolf,
Could get him.
Irony, bellowed fate,
As the bastard wolf was second to fall.
Alas, bellowed fate,
It was wrong.
And he rose again.
The rest,
The O wise one said,
Learned,
Scoured,
Survived.
Reunited.
The best of them all,
Might be the crippled wolf.
He learned all he could,
And turned,
Slowly,
A wolf,
To a raven.
Three eyed.
How?
Beseeched all.
Alas,
Fate again.
One by one,
They could fall,
But they could survive.
How?
Implored all.
The north,
Harsh and cold,
Served no justice.
Wolves,
These wolves,
They learned.
They know.
Moreover,
The O wise one said,
With a twinkle in the eye.
The lone wolf dies,
but the pack survives.
Silence.
And you?
Urged All.
I?
I am fate.
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The smallest things in life 
Like any normal afternoon, I arrived home,
The smell of food started to waver,
My mind started to linger and roam,
On a delicious, juicy hamburger.
It was dinner, and hamburgers were served,
I bit into it, and the deliciousness exploded,
I asked âMom, whatâs the occasion?â
âWell, I was thinking, we might host a family reunion.â
âItâs been a long time since we bonded as a familyâ, she replied,
Thatâs when realization hit me hard,
A feeling as sharp as a shard,
We spent less time as a family, as schoolwork multiplied.
We should appreciate the smallest things of life,
Itâs not something we will regret when we reach afterlife.
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So here it goes:
I read your msg over and over
Remembering the days we spent together
You had me, I had you
It was something which we both knew
Now am standing here all alone
Coz the person I knew was gone
Its been months now
But memories are still fresh
Like it all happened just yesterday
I donât anymore know who I am and what I am
Am I alive or dead?
Can please someone tell me that
In the crowd, yet so alone
It gives me chill through ma bone
I miss u now, then and later
Many a times, does it even matter?
Day and night so long
Why donât you get along
I feel complete when Iâm with you
Come on love, lets get through
How can I say how I feel
It may not seem real
I know this is hard for both of us
But we canât let it affect us
I have you, you have me
So donât be afraid to make it right
Please come back
Itâs a request
Coz I canât anymore bear this
Why am I saying this?
I have no clue
I just know one thing
I canât get over you
I tried and I tried
But no use
I just cant stop loving you.
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Hereâs mine
In a book of love the words
are few for love is written
in the things we do, by being
cheerful on rainy days and helping
out in thoughtful ways, by
a loving smile when the day
is long, you comforting
me when things go wrong,
by working and playing as a
team in a dream of harmony.
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This is my entry:
Title: Lost Pieces
Sometimes you canât fix all that is broken.
You find pieces and you lose pieces,
Everything in just one single moment.
And when you try to put it together,
It will never be the same
As it once was.
But the biggest piece you will find missing,
And out of all the things theyâve lost,
Theyâll miss their mind the most.
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Wow amazing eneteries guys this are amanzing
Good luck to everyone
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Bump
Gonna post the rubric
Uh⊠no, I donât write poetry
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If I have more than one poem, should I post them all in one reply or one reply for each poem?
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Finally, I finished this 
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@CinnamonToast, I just love all your poems. I literally poured out mah tears! 
Now, without further ado, I present to you â
â LOLLIPOPS â
Round and spherical,
Colourful balls of joy
Suspended on a plastic, teeny-tiny pipe,
Taste like heaven, Ahoy!
Available in a variety of flavours â
Grape, mango, orange and cherry.
Available in a variety of brands â
Jolly Rancher, Smarties, Charms and Tootsie.
And not just in the form of balls!
They are available in the form of wheels and triangles too!
Some just melt in your mouth,
And some have bubblegum inside to chew.
They cost ridiculously low,
Yet make an insanely good cool snack.
But, too much of them can cause â
Toothaches and stomach hacks!
No offense to cakes or chocolate bars, but â
If I got to choose any sweet eatable in the world,
Lollipops would be inside my gut.
With that being said, please donât hurt my butt!
~AS007
â SUPERHEROES â
I dreamt of being a superhero â
Clad in a shiny, unbreakable suit,
With a cape on my back
And my face masked, from head to foot.
For me, my dad was a superhero.
Heâd lift me and fly me around with his burly hands.
He was so strong and such an awesome genius,
Until he lost his footing and passed away, while doing some errands.
I always asked God â Who IS a superhero?!
Is it a person with superpowers,
Wearing a cool costume and saving people,
By fighting notorious villains?
I never got an answer,
But I got a hint, whatsoever.
A superhero is the one who makes a benevolent difference,
A superhero is the one who brings happiness to everyone,
A superhero is a role model â an inspiration,
A superhero isnât a vigilante, but a powerful hope for a nation.
~AS007
Hope you like them and they are acceptable! 
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