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Hey Vocal, did you miss me or my poetic overkill?
I missed the wild ride — the silence I tried to fill.
I missed the tap-tap rhythm of keys at 2AM,
Spilling heartaches and dreams in poetic mayhem
The late-night rambles, the “this makes no sense” lines,
The chaos, the commas, the half-baked punchlines
I’m back now — a little rusty, maybe slow,
But the ink still flows when I let it go.
I wandered, I waited, I worded things wrong,
But now I’m back home — where my weird lines belong.
About the Creator
verse voyager
✨ Storyteller | Dreamer | Poet
📚 Sharing pieces of my heart through words
💡 For more stories and emotions, find me on Wattpad @Verse_Voyager17 💛
Let’s get lost in a world of words together!
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Comments (10)
Your love for the platform is evident from this poem.
This is a great piece keep up the good work.
Beautiful..poem keep it up.
Think you are quite attached to this platform. Btw Great poem.
Know the late nigh bleary eyed needing to write this down before I forget vives. happy you are back and ready for the summer madness.
I didn’t know I needed this today! Welcome back!
Welcome back! I'm glad I'm not the only one who has late-night rambles.
Oh this is a mic-drop comeback poem! “the chaos, the commas, the half-baked punchlines” — that’s peak writer life. 😂 Welcome home, wordsmith.💖
We all missed you.
Heyyy, welcome back! Loved your poem!