what else to do when the rain falls so heavy against the window outside? Get melancholic get poetic have a drink have another close and then lock the door to your room and don't listen to the voices coming from outside They want to distract you They don't want you to be successful and make it in life They're all haters He covered his ears and squinted his eyes at the computer screen doing his best to block out the negativity that came from beyond the door “I can't get up!” the voice croaked. “Come help me. I can't get up.” And then with a cry, “Please!” “Shut the fuck up, grandma! I'm trying to write in here. Jesus Christ, I'm trying to make it big, don't you understand? For fuck's sake now.” He had also sent a manuscript to a potential publisher and was waiting for a reply. It's been two days already
a distracted dreamer

So hilarious!
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⤜(⚆ᗜ⚆)⤏ Not for his grandma though :))
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damn lol 👍
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ᕕ( ᐛ )ᕗ Big dreams require big sacrifices, I guess :))
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🖤
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( ^◡^)っ ♡
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Awww poor grandma…. I like Bogdan. Cool story. True big dreams can require big sacrifices 🤣🤣
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Thanks!
Some dreams require the ultimate sacrifice even
∩(・ω・)∩
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I’m (literally) sitting in my room wanting to write a poem, the door locked, my second drink in hand and a wave of negativity coming from the other side from the kids… I give up on trying to write and open the reader to find… this. I think it should be grandma yelling shut the fuck up.
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Hahah! True writers are those who can stick to it even when the negativity from the other side breaks the door down 🙂
(=‿‿=.)
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I loved this one.
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Glad to hear that, Tara 🙂
Thank you (⁎˃ᆺ˂)
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“The harder the rain fall against your window man
the harder you put it to your woman
the harder she orgasm
the harder you cum
the stronger y’all climax together.” _-Van Prince
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Damn, wise words
ฅ(≈>ܫ<≈)
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Priceless poem, and you are a mind-catching poet!
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(๑❛ω❛๑) Big thanks, man!
Much appreciated 🙂
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I never flatter, always pay sincere compliments and you are a rare top notch writer=keep writing hard!
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(つ▀_▀)つ Will do my best!
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Thank you for a great read
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No problem 🙂
Glad you enjoyed (๑′ ᴗ ‵๑)
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This made me smile! I hate being distracted when I’m trying to write poetry or writing in general. I’m convinced it’s people trying to halt my potential fame 😀
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“Poetry is only interrupted when poems take their own course
not the course
you planned for the course!” _-Van Prince
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Quite hilarious! A poem on the psychological struggle to focus and get things done. Simply nice!
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Thank you, Henry! Much appreciated 🙂
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You are welcome Bogdan
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Damn good
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Thank you (◕‿◕)
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Welcome 🤗
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What a fine form of concentration. So true. Yeah, lachrymose rain is best kept out like blood lines of un-rhyming knocks in the cacophony of fallen kin and thunder kith. Drink typing kisses the rain paper better than death. As they say, “Dying is easy, comedy is hard.” Good fun, thanks.
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(′ꈍωꈍ‵) Glad you enjoyed!
Thank you ᵔ ᴥ ᵔ
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I feel this, only I am a mother to three. They are 4, 14, and 16 all home…all schooling. Some days I can tune them out and write through. Other days my nights are along and my sleep, less than adequate. My mind often screams to write when it can’t. I think we all sacrifice something to push at this dream.
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(っ◕‿◕)っ That’s very well said, Jennifer. We all sacrifice something to push at the dream, indeed 🙂
Perhaps that’s what makes it so worth it 🙂
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I love that this poem seems to make a negative example of itself (instead of someone else)… though I doubt its author would ignore gam-gams’ calls for help. ;)) Good reminder that certain things (or other people’s needs) should not be sacrificed to achieve our dreams… <33
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(∩ ^o^)⊃━☆゚.*・。゚ Wow, I love this comment 🙂
Because it’s so true. We do live in an age of so called self-help gurus who promote the idea that you have to give 120% for your dream and so on.
It’s a very romanticized concept. While it’s true that big dreams require big sacrifices, one should keep in mind that the stopping point is just before the sacrifice that asks for your soul.
Meaning, deeds that require you to “sin” in order to get ahead :)))
Like cheating someone, abandoning your family and loved ones, backstabbing friends, and so on.
In short, sacrifice for your dream, but never sell your soul to the devil for it (like the guy in the story above :))
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EXACTLY!!! (Sorry for the shouting all-caps but I agree 100%. :))) It’s funny, I too often assume people innately “get” things like this but I believe too few actually do. “People before things,” …and before dreams. Especially people we are responsible for, people we have made promises to, people we are otherwise ethically beholden to. And those we can only determine and judge for ourselves. That’s important to remember also. What we *do* have to sacrifice to achieve our dreams is the concept of pleasing every other person, or hoping to gain their approval for whether what we are doing matters or not. What counts is what we feel about ourselves and about our own work. Because no one knows exactly what we have been through, are going through, and/or are trying or hoping to do.
Rock on Bogdan, I so enjoyed this commentary from you. Thank you! ★☆🤗🌷🎶
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(/◕ヮ◕)/ I thank you, Lia 😁👍
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I relate to the poem a lot especially the first two stanzas
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( ˘ ͜ʖ ˘) That’s infinitely better than the rest of the stanzas :))
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I did not expect that. 🤔
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٩(ˊᗜˋ*)و Me neither when I started writing it.
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Very relatable lol. My grandma would’ve whooped my ass afterwards tho
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The Irony is savage in mock, wry humor
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(>//w//<)
Thank you!
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Quite Chucklesome
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(^o^)丿 Thanks!
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Your welcome
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Hahaha very good 👍🏻👍🏻 Loved this one 😂😂
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Glad to hear that
ʕっ• ᴥ • ʔっ Thank you!
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Love this poem, I do
In love with this poem, I am
mind-catching poem, it is
1-of-a-kind poem fron real-to-surreal
poems are the cornerstone of writing
writers of all genres
even writing long drawn out books
encasing some poems
akin to a diamond encased in a gold ring
This poem is a literary masterpiece
tell them, Van Prince, poet-of-poets
said so briding the gap/between creativity -*&*-innovation
By: Van Prince
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