They say poetry is dying, I disagree. We, as mankind, are dying. Poetry is not leaving us, but we are leaving poetry. Leaving the stable of the romantic language.
I'm student at BYU, majoring in global supply chain. The compilation of the book " Leaves of Gold" was what inspired me and drew me into poetry many years ago.
the words of my heart written in big font,
not for when your eyes wander,
not for when anger blinds,
not for others.
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Don't tell me you love me,
Don't give me a sense of your staying,
Don't twist our hearts together,
Not as you do or don't,
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