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•Karman•

•Karman•

Writes poems for fun! I really like pointers and tips to make my poems more engaging🩷💛🩵

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•Karman•

•Karman•

Writes poems for fun! I really like pointers and tips to make my poems more engaging🩷💛🩵

42
Writings
49
Followers
59
Following
Eyes

•Karman•

1 min read

No animals on the carpetless floor No warmth in these tight walls Bright light is scarce However there is one thing No body No face Just eyes Many Protruding out of these uncluttered walls...

Poetry

Horror

2
4
Never Sharing An Umbrella Again

•Karman•

1 min read

…

…

How’s your day been?

Boring.

…

…

Mines been good.

…

You don’t talk a lot, do you?

Nope.

Got kids?

Nope.

Want some?

What the- I’m married.

No, like do you want some? They are in back of my car....

Poetry

Drama

3
6
The Rumor

•Karman•

1 min read

We were happy We had eachother You were funny and kind I was supporting and brave We were happy I was happy

Out of the blue You had ended it I thought you were a jerk You ghosted me

A year has passed I had just found out why you did this A stupid rumor

I thought that we meant more Than other’s words But apparently I was wrong I was right to think that you were a jerk

The rumor was That I was ...

Poetry

Drama

5
54 Card Pickup

•Karman•

1 min read

I’m tired of playing these games Right when I am done Cleaning up your messes You insist on playing again Right when I am settled and clean You throw around my cards

Onto the grass They blow in the wind Fly away They will never be the same Some cards have grass stains Others covered in mud I will never find them all

Each time, the deck fades And warps But, Right when I give you the cards Out of ...

Poetry

Drama

1
5
My First Scooter

•Karman•

1 min read

My first time riding a scooter After half an hour I had gotten used to it Until I decided to go down my grandparents’ Gravel driveway No one was around I was 6 So I pushed myself Down this steep Uneven hill I was on my pink Princess scooter With metallic tassels And a picture of Cinderella, Ariel, and Tiana Below my feet I made it not even halfway down My front wheel got stuck on a rock I tipped f...

Poetry

Drama

9
Big Cat, Big Teeth

•Karman•

1 min read

People love me from a distance I “stand out” they say My bright, patterned fur attracts people But when they get close, They see my teeth and claws Then run away I try to catch up with them But they run faster I let them I’m worried I might hurt them A big cat with big teeth Not much I can do to prevent Hurting people...

Poetry

Drama

2
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Gentle Blaze

•Karman•

1 min read

I can’t help but stare into it Why does it flicker this way? It looks so gentle Yet can destroy everything it touches It is so intricate Yet so plain It is warm and comforting But stings when I get too close How can something be so beautiful Yet so contradicting...

Poetry

Drama

2
5
Wandering Soul

•Karman•

1 min read

The horror of your hollow eyes I cannot help but stare into them At one point You were once human I know it Your face is slim And your mouth agape In a white wedding dress This was supposed to be your special day Who did this to you? Was this our choice?

You stare into my eyes With shame But you don’t need to feel that way You are a wandering soul Empty But full of shame You had so much to do You...

Poetry

Drama

2
6
Sleep Woman

•Karman•

1 min read

I see you Over and over When I close my eyes And drift to sleep It’s always you

One way or another You are there I have no clue who you are But I know your face Better than you do...

Poetry

Drama

8
Did I Cross The Line?

•Karman•

1 min read

She made my life a living hell So I returned the favor

Although I got my revenge Still Deep down I hate her

I tore her down into little parts Like she had done to me

We are the lovers with parting hearts Violent and vengeful With feelings that flee

Digging through the scraps of her Who is now a hollow shell

I’ve always seen the worst of her Now her life is hell

I feel empowered I feel derang...

Poetry

Drama

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