I really doubted about posting this. It feels very, very unfinished - like a first draft but it has been like this for a week now. I am stuck on it.
We used to walk this road
together
but never holding hands
You on one side
I the other
I felt you so close
more than together
With the air between us
Radiating sunshine
Cars racing past
Looks
Smiles
They made me glow
Now they say
We never really looked a couple
Two separate beings
I was so glad
with what we had
Why did you listen?!
In my eyes, it is not a poem at all. Just a thought which is written down. It does not rhyme, it does not flow, it does not have an image in it, no comparison... nothing really.I tried all those things, but somehow I do end up with this again - all the others become way too forced.
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Any ideas on how to make it into poetry instead of a page from a dairy?I think I need some rules to follow, or at least to break
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I tried all those things, but somehow I do end up with this again - all the others become way too forced.
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I think I need some rules to follow, or at least to break
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