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Haunted Lunacy Poetry

Poetry and other musings from a haunted mind(all poetry written by me, Haunted Lunacy, unless otherwise labeled. IG:@hauntedlunacypoetry TikTok:@haunted_lunacy Website:hauntedlunacypoetry.blogspot.com

Unlovable/by:Haunted Lunacy

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- March 16, 2023

No arms to hold me, /

this unlovable man i am, /

drown me in my tears.

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Sewn/by:Haunted Lunacy

- February 06, 2022

Lips sewn tightly shut, / just one word can lose a heart, / whisper through the threads.

The Poets Curse/by:Haunted Lunacy

- November 27, 2021

The poets curse is to hold this pen, to write the words that hurt within, to weep alone and spill this ink, when all he wants is to cease to think. These pages stained with memories so dear, he keeps them close and pretends she’s near. Immortal words, his ink will flow, he can never truly let her go.

Words/by:Haunted Lunacy

- October 05, 2021

Words mean nothing. The poet said as he slammed his book shut and tossed his pen to the floor. Just noise, syllables of a discontent madman, and nothing more. Just phrases sculpted by our demons, letters shaped from our screams. Quiet utterances of our deepest fears , Fuzzy memories of our distant dreams. The ink will dry, the pages will rot. We will die and they will remember us not. Words mean nothing the poet said as he picked his pen up from the floor and opened his book, but her, she means everything, he said as he began to write once more .