Of Life and FocusMeet me by the highway, Because poetry claims the soul sometimes. And walk between the lanes, Because fear is a waste of time.Of Life and Focus
We are young, and ruthless enough to flaunt it.
Rhythm passes time, and love claims focus. Test not the motor sensations, And claim not the lotus. But only the broad comparisons, Made just by our beauty.
Relevance can be found in any body, Taste the flesh, grow a palate if you must. Stay loyal, but walk as a lover of all. Trust in patience, and never give it up. Respect desire, and humbly accept honest defeat. &nbs
From That DayFrom the day you gave up, I should have guessed. That there was never a way, To keep you here.From That Day
From the ways we broke up, To times we were stressed, I lacked the courage to say, That I live in fear.
Of a blinding light, That'll take me away. From missing your soul.
Because death comes and goes, And love only lingers. Hallways and memories, Drift past my fingers.
And somehow the windows, Always seem to say. Look at this world here, And long to stay.
Past the meters and maids, Long since the
Prospero AnoIn essence of thought,Prospero Ano
A smooth, raw emotion. A time without,
And a place within. This is love,
When denied reality.
A method and purpose,
For finally living, A ponderance brought out, Past the season of giving.
TurnsIt is this woman I love. Full curves,Turns
In a young lady's turns,
Gyrations and a centrifuge, Free motion, and free spirit.
Redefine a language,
And fully recreate, The purpose of one's tongue.
For the fury of a blazing soul, Slightly bent, to dismiss the fleeting passion.
No time for you, nor time for me, To cross this distance, bearing the sea. And time means nothing,
Against itself apart.
didn'tWhy am i--- Why am I doing... Why am I doing this… WHY AM I DOING THIS TO MYSELF AGAIN? Why am I saying your name, defending you, and justifying all you do? You don’t care about the things, or the way I believe you did You pretended for so long that when I went away It didn’t hurt you You didn’t feel Until the world showed you all that you truly diddidn't
Now instead of just a friend, former lover I’m unique, a poet And it’s not just my write but all that I am that you miss I should know better You’re the one who crush my naivety until I carved the pain into
Puzzling Puzzle Piece"The wind brings change, and in that, sorrow."Puzzling Puzzle Piece
How well this statement fits the current state of events.
A time of enjoying life and having fun with you has come and
Gone and now i spend my days alone. Not literally Alone, but more alone then I would ever care to
Be if I had my say in things.
I sit now mindlessly pecking and
Poking these PVC keys before me, hoping that in this I find
Some form of happiness I knew so well so long ago. These memories are hidden in the deepest recesses of the gray
Matter that works inside my head. It does not
Colourless MomentsColourless moments of passion When you hold me tight And kiss me so I know you mean it. Black and white sketches of love When I find messages from you Of sweet nothings and melodies. Antique memories of forgotten times And the fleeting moments when I remember Your smile Your kiss Your touch Remember your voice in my ear that night Telling me you loved me as you lay beside me Holding me closely as you slept And watching you stir as the sun rose. Remeber the way you looked at me Like there was no-one else Even thought I'm just a girl I knColourless Moments
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"We are all born blonde and then naturally our hair is dyed another color."
"...damn, I lost my mind again better go find it..."
"The only difference between youa nd me is the fact that the little voices talk to me and not you."
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What a feeling in my soul, Love burns brighter than sunshine
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Ed
"If you're not confused, you're misinformed." - Tom Clancy
The Trouble with a Love Poem
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Ed
"If you're not confused, you're misinformed." - Tom Clancy
The Trouble with a Love Poem
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Hello
I'm good for nothing.
Will you love me just the same?
That particular poem kinda just blind-sided me. I'm not sure where it came from but I'm surprisingly satisfied with it.
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"Do not count a human dead until you've seen his body.
And even then, you can make a mistake." -The Lady in Shadow Games by Glen Cook.
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