Garry Ventura

Joined January 2021

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I have been a poet/writer for 10 years. I write about anything that I find interesting, but mostly how I am feeling. I live with Bipolar 1 disorder and social/generalized anxiety. I someday hope to be a published poet/writer.

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Sheer Blue Curtains
Sheer blue curtains Blow gently in the breeze Hanging lightly on the wall Thousands of threads I can't count them all
By Garry Ventura4 years ago in Poets
I Talk To The Voices
I talk to the voice, That lives in my head. If it lets me go, I would feel dread. Not a day has passed I want to be dead.
By Garry Ventura4 years ago in Poets
A Halloween Tale
I hide deep inside The blankets as I sleep I don't make a sound I don't spout a peep I hold tightly to my bladder
By Garry Ventura4 years ago in Poets
A Day at the Brook
Flowers grow in a field across the brook. I sit at the water's edge, Feeding the fish and duck. Yellow and orange rays of
By Garry Ventura5 years ago in Poets
Schizoaffective Disorder
The darkness falls upon me Like a cozy black blanket Hiding my inner self from The view of the world Drowning in a sea of sorrow
By Garry Ventura5 years ago in Poets
Love Is Overrated
Love is overrated I don't need a warm embrace Or to see a smiling face Love is overrated I don't want you by my side
By Garry Ventura5 years ago in Poets
One Summer’s Day
I burn, and I drip In the hot summer sun No cool air to breeze me I know I am done I sit on my stoop Holding back actions
By Garry Ventura5 years ago in Poets
A Winter Snowstorm
Snow covers the earth like a white sheet on a nicely made bed. As like freshly fallen snow, your sheets at first will chill you to the bone.
By Garry Ventura5 years ago in Poets
The Wanderer
He wanders around with nowhere to go. In his little world, a world that I know. No rest does he see every hourly chime.
By Garry Ventura5 years ago in Poets
My Addictions
Every day I battle My addictions Some days it is A success Other Days I fail I don't know why I was born this way
By Garry Ventura5 years ago in Poets
The Wallflower
I did not go To prom I did not ask Girls to dance I have always Been a shy guy And mostly kept To myself
By Garry Ventura5 years ago in Poets

Garry Ventura

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Sheer Blue Curtains

I Talk To The Voices

A Halloween Tale

A Day at the Brook

Schizoaffective Disorder

Love Is Overrated

One Summer’s Day

A Winter Snowstorm

The Wanderer

My Addictions

The Wallflower

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