Hello again! So I believe it was yesterday or Saturday where I shared my favorite poem I've written so far, and I'd like to start documenting my daily poetry on here :3 (I primarily keep all my writings to my google doc where I've been writing a solid poem everyday since 1/17/25.) So ignoring all the poems prior unless requested to share them, Ima just post my daily poetry when it's semi-good! Plus, I'm highly interested in finding poetry buddies and overall trying to experience the pure joy and emotion that is poetry in the modern age.
Today's poem isn't anything much, just something I began thinking of after I died in TNT Tag on Hypixel xd (listen man I was rlly bored and thought of a kinda fire line).
-A Painter’s Candlelight-
2/17/25
Solemn dreary days,
As the candle light sways,
Influenced by the wind.
Unsure what to do,
Under that dark dark blue,
Sprinkled with gentle white stars,
As we both gaze at Mars.
Looking upon our astronomy,
The millions of books layered on those shelves,
Starting to swell,
Our rough autonomy,
Fooling ourselves,
As we long for a place to dwell.
A paintbrush will strike and play,
Along the canvas of original dismay,
Easily marked by the gentle brush,
Turning to unidentifiable mush.
Under this candlelight,
I myself flicker and falter,
Under the moon, so bright,
I'm stood behind the alter.
I watch you love,
And I watch you lie.
To your future lover,
Waiting for her to die.
In this realm of torture,
That you have pursed so diligently,
You always lose to the Scorcher,
Showing your hatred so intently.
I ponder as I look upon,
This deep blue sky,
Imagining a lovely little fawn,
The embodiment of our darling lie.
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