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Poetry thread

Lotus

I quite like writing poetry and so I thought I'd start a thread - please post your poems here. The first one I want to share is one I posted on another thread recently, about autistic people being typecast.

It's called "I don't wanna be typecast"

I don't wanna be typecast, I'm not a Tinpot

Unimportant, inferior or worthless, I'm not.

I'm not a savant, no genius IQ

But I'm not stupid, I can learn stuff too.

Don't think there is no emotion there

I have empathy, consideration and care

I don't wanna be typecast, no matter what we do

We're all individuals, I'm me and you're you

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  • For whom do you write and what does it mean,  a question deceptive inviting a preen.
    The answer is simple, unwittingly weird, for who is the you to whom this is geared.
    For any and all and those it does strike, but how do I know the who who will like.

    In knots I could try myself to now tie, trying to reason the where and the why.
    The words will select whomever they choose, and you will discern of whether they move.
    But who is the you deciding to read, and wonder if now this fills a small need.

    No feedback received no way to foresee, to whom I connect and share some of me.
    So into the void the writing is sent, self-seeking the ones for who it is meant.
    And if it can talk and helps to feel more, then maybe you're one of the ones that it's for.

    No purpose to ramble and go on and on, no more need I speak and waffle along.
    For whom do you write and what does it mean, for you do I write and hope to be seen.

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  • For whom do you write and what does it mean,  a question deceptive inviting a preen.
    The answer is simple, unwittingly weird, for who is the you to whom this is geared.
    For any and all and those it does strike, but how do I know the who who will like.

    In knots I could try myself to now tie, trying to reason the where and the why.
    The words will select whomever they choose, and you will discern of whether they move.
    But who is the you deciding to read, and wonder if now this fills a small need.

    No feedback received no way to foresee, to whom I connect and share some of me.
    So into the void the writing is sent, self-seeking the ones for who it is meant.
    And if it can talk and helps to feel more, then maybe you're one of the ones that it's for.

    No purpose to ramble and go on and on, no more need I speak and waffle along.
    For whom do you write and what does it mean, for you do I write and hope to be seen.

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