swiping
down endlessly,
smiling away while
the heart sinks like an anchor
holding you down to the frequent
updates of the lives of others
and the
~
infinite
scrolling gives
an illusion of infinite
time and existence and the
squandered dreams scream and haunt
as you auction your pride for
the cost of someone’s
brief attention !
~
you pull
out of the soul sapping
device and realize that there is
a canvas to be filled and some strings to be
strummed, breathing deeply, you
hear the echo of your song-
surging waves, wasted
as you whelp
out a mute
yawp!
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Sorry about the late post ! I have been trying to get used to my new schedule at school !
i think you are an amazing poet.. good job
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Thank you for your kind words ! You are amazingly supportive 🙂
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I love the reference at the end of this poem to Whitman’s infamous Yawp. Great job with this, you have an amazing talent. 🙂
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Thank you so much ! Great catch on the reference 🙂
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Creative poet
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👏🏼
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