This poem is for a friend, Zarneo. He got me into poetry and IT'S SO MUCH FUN :D! And oh my fucking GOD his writing is amazing... so amazing in fact I actually began to tear up reading it ;-;-
Anyway here you go :].
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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘵
𝘏𝘢𝘪𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴
𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘮𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘩 𝘣𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴
𝘈𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘵𝘩 𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘦𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴
𝘙𝘦𝘥𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘸𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦
𝘖𝘧 𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘨𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘴
𝘖𝘧 𝘢𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘯𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘨𝘪𝘢; 𝘢𝘤𝘶𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘳, 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘚𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘣𝘶𝘣𝘣𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘬
𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘳𝘦
𝘎𝘢𝘻𝘦 𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘵𝘩𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘰𝘯
𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦
𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘦; 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩 𝘧𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩
𝘈 𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦, 𝘢 𝘱𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘥
𝘙𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘥𝘦𝘸
𝘖𝘧 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘶𝘰𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘪𝘯
𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴
𝘈 𝘷𝘪𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘳𝘶𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘵𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘨
𝘚𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘳
𝘈 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘢𝘺𝘴 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥
𝘈𝘯 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘣𝘭𝘶𝘦𝘱𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘴𝘢𝘨𝘢𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘴𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘷𝘪𝘰𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘶𝘭𝘪𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴
𝘜𝘯𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘷𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘳𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘳
𝘊𝘩𝘪𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦𝘧𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴
𝘍𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘳𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘴𝘰𝘥𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘥𝘴
𝘈𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘪𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘵
𝘠𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳; 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘴
𝘊𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘵 𝘴𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦
𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭
𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘨𝘰𝘶𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘎𝘰𝘥'𝘴 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭
𝘈 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘢𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘯
𝘓𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘴, 𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨, 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴
𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘺,
𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘸𝘯 𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘻𝘰𝘯
𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩
𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘪𝘨𝘩 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘺 𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦
𝘓𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘱 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘪𝘦𝘭𝘥𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘩
𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘭 𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘴
𝘏𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴
𝘈𝘳𝘮𝘪𝘱𝘰𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵
𝘗𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘮𝘦, 𝘣𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘴 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦
𝘈 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘶𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘥𝘰𝘮
𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘧𝘵; 𝘢 𝘷𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘶𝘰𝘴𝘰 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦
𝘏𝘦 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘦𝘴
𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘳𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘴𝘦𝘢𝘴
𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘢𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴
𝘗𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘴 𝘢 𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘷𝘢𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘭𝘶𝘤𝘪𝘥 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘮𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴
𝘍𝘰𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦
𝘕𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦
𝘍𝘰𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘰𝘪𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘶𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘺
𝘞𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘦𝘴𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘤
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘦𝘺𝘦𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨
𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘴𝘥𝘰𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘮𝘶𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘩𝘦
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘪𝘮,
𝘏𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘵
𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧
𝘑𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘵
𝘉𝘶𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶'𝘭𝘭 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘢 𝘯𝘦𝘸𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯
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Might write a poem in my own handwriting and publish it for a 200 followers milestone :D!
And bro ngl, "steadfast and riveting is the man most arresting of character" is my most favourite line. In all honesty, damn. I didn't know I could do that-
Anyway bye bye my children. I shall be back to feed you in a bit, if I write more >:> <3.
YOU ARE READING
JELLY'S POEMS :D!
PoetryIn which Jelly shall show you the poems she writes about the many things in her life :D. Btw I've just started writing poems and I dunno if they're structured right and shit. Please don't put me in silly people jail I dunno how poems work :(. IF YOU...
