A list poem also called catalogue verse, is simply a list. This could be a list of single words, or it could be a list of sentences. These lists do not necessarily need rhythm or rhyme but they must have a relation to each other, tell a story or offer commentary.
--Today, write a list poetry on "things you preserved over the years"--
//I am a flower with grey petals, but deep down my roots are stained with every possible shade. Nights that taste like sour butter slices, slips through my hands while letting me sink in the emptiness of what the void is. But I am pekish for I love that is too bold and hearts that are too soft. My long lost lover crushed my hopes, but my heart was a metal for his meek sham love, and why do we even call that love and him the lover? He's nothing just a nightmare that taught me my future. I journal into my heart, every feeling i ever got to feel, and i carve on my bones, every date i got broken on. I wash my face with the blood dripping from the holes in my heart, holes that are a vent to my broken memories. I'm a lover so passionate, but being loved is not in my part. The more i crave love, the more it runs away from me. For love is nothing just a hope for me, and hopes have always deceived me, dearlyly. I've known people seeming so righteous who dug a dagger in my back, but the thing is no one could ever reach my heart. I've licked lies topped with honey and swallowed suns that burnt my throat, and you think you would hurt me enough? For you're none to hurt my dear, but it is I and only Me who have the privilege to do so. You left me wretched and soft broken, but now I have turned too bold to be mould. I am a survivor of your hell, and now I've crowned myself the queen of my heaven. // @english_learners_999@engracedlifestyle@miraquill@mirakeeworld
| To the melody who calms the chaos Happy Birthday JK / this one is for you |
Omgush POD for This one ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Finalllyyy @miraquill I don't know how to thank you, this is a part of my purple heart Thank you so much for sharing this. I'm beyond overwhelmed Today is @writersnetwork Thank you so much ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡
You promised that won't be the last goodbye, While you were painting sunsets on the canvas of shivered skies, While my fingers drew broken gypsies on the melted seashores, Foraging for the sand castles that got washed away to the lovers next doors;
Under the maples whose shadows cradle inside my auburn hair , And the 11.11 wishes etched on the lines of my palm like distinct constellations, I still cherish that we share the same Moon, the same stars and the same Universe !