I had nothing before
I felt so alone
So I picked up a pen
And I wrote
I wrote about me
About them
About everything under
The bright blue sky
Cause it gets dark sometimes
And I can't always
See clearly
But the night's beautiful
Cause I know morning
Will come
And, although
There are times
I don't want it to come
It's fine
Cause it's my hope
Its my dawn
Cause I had nothing once
And then i picked up my pen and wrote
Now I have a hundred poems
That all belong to me
And a community
That I am forever a part of
A/n
HAPPY WORLD POETRY DAY, Y'ALL!!!
This day means a lot for me. I low-key hate my birthday, but the fact that we celebrate this day on it makes it kinda better.
This day will always mean so much for me because as soon as I picked up my pen and wrote my first poem, no matter how bad, I unknowingly became part of such a huge community of just amazing poets from literally all over the world, and it's been an amazing journey.
There are so many people I've got to thank for the inspiration, the support, the love. It's been amazing and I will always be so grateful to y'all.
Have a great day, ya'll.
Love, ana_banana2103 <33
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Fragments Of A Broken Mind
PoetryJust a collaboration of all my poetry. They're all pretty sad, though. So, if you're looking for something to cheer you up, this ain't it. Don't forget to leave your feedback :)) And vote, please. Helps me know you liked it. And I'm kinda insecure...
