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I Am Not a Poet But I Think I Write Poems

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    A candle, the special occasion,

    when the light and fragrance of warmth transform the atmosphere of desire to a central burning light to the meaning that matters. You.
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F 3 Responses Jul 21

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    One Minute Up,Next Minute Down Like breathing

    in and out Life can change in an instant The way you feel can turn Emotions are like tornadoes Dark clouds can become evil When the winds of change blow The sunshine can vanish instantly When your heart becomes bitter cold You try to think it will get better Why should you...
    AfanOfbigNaturals AfanOfbigNaturals 46-50, M Mar 16

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    Untitled The endless pursuit of material goods

    and kids claiming to be misunderstood. Damaging to the human psych, breed a generation of youth competing for facebook likes. Bust out my smartphone and gaze at my news feed, see the usual yolo swag and vines about weed. New everybody be posting highlight reels of their lives...
    YouAreNotWhoYouSayYouAre YouAreNotWhoYouSayYouAre 22-25, M Aug 24

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    I think I write poems

    but I'm not sure...
    N1n74 N1n74 22-25, F May 21

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    I don't really have anyone to share these with.

    I have friends but I don't really want to impose on them to read the stuff I'm writing. That's my problem, I don't like imposing stuff on people. But I can't help it, I want people to read some of the things I'm writing (give me feedback, comments, anything). If you're...
    mycatmika mycatmika 16-17, F May 21

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    My Acceptance...

    This is my Poison This sickness deep inside of me This is my Curse This feeling of never being free This is my Prison The silent screams I hold inside This is my Fire The burning and yearning of mine This is my Cut The bloods warm caress upon my fingertips This is my Pain The...
    ForgetableMe ForgetableMe 31-35, M 1 Response Feb 15, 2011

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    Sweet Silence

    Such a sweet silence that I’ve found here. There’s no one here to hurt me anymore. The pain has become nonexistent. The agony is over. This sweet silence has taken over me. You can’t take this away from me. Here I can be me. Here I feel as if I’m free. Your torturing...
    deleted deleted 26-30 3 Responses Feb 7, 2011

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    The crippled heart shall always beat,

    and ache, and beat, and ache; retreat to the lands of longings, fantasy. Can you feel when your soul speaks? The walking dead with living grief lose peace when love and pain compete in battles filled with casualty. Can you hear when your soul speaks? The...
    peacefulrebel peacefulrebel 22-25, F Dec 22, 2014

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    For You 4.12.15 The Earth lives suspended in

    the love of the Sun, two cosmic forces fated to merge into one. An explosion of creation, brought forth from the Son ignites life from the core, new day has begun. Inspired with light, the Earth turns and it spins, mesmerized by the Sun, its glorious friend. Each...
    peacefulrebel peacefulrebel 22-25, F 1 Response Apr 12

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    Save Your Prayer You pray

    for me but what I see Is a sea of preying profanity A profane foundation of faith by daze faulting me for faulting ways You point your finger so others see Looking down your pointing finger at me A sinning heathen intellectual ***** Your billowed pillar billows more Scanning...
    deleted deleted 26-30 May 8, 2014

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    kayegela kayegela 31-35, F May 21

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    For you 4.17.15 A dream is just a dream is

    just a dream, until it's not. Reach beneath consciousness, this fleshed-out reality, and take hold of a whole new world, no magic carpet needed. A house of mirrors reflecting the innermost thoughts of man where life is breathed into every throw-away moment, every intention...
    peacefulrebel peacefulrebel 22-25, F Apr 17

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    Neverending Dawn

    The silence of screaming trains Gently pulsating window panes Crescendos of vibrato Drumming up a peak   Currents of warmth and Rhythm Like water to the vein   Lead their way through Tips of toes They swear its for no gain Emaciated glory! the Tempest of...
    MysticWriter MysticWriter 36-40, F 1 Response Oct 30, 2006

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    EXPIRED though the shot hurt alot you seemed

    very relieved, you said now you will always come back to me . well A few years later I happened to run to far , I could not see you. where did you go? we where separated and I was scared, I was picked by By a stranger and left in a Cell. A black thing rubbed across me , "shes...
    youreadwhat youreadwhat 18-21, F Jan 26

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    "The two most important times in a persons life

    if when he is born and when he finds out why." Mark Twain. How do you know when you've found out why?
    cyclone80 cyclone80 31-35, M Jan 1

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    Think You Can Guess It?

      Whitened wind-cracks, spreading the seam Salted with sea-spray, Granted no gleam…   Wear-beaten tea-stains, flapping with glee Unweaving what’s woven Now! What can be seen?
    MysticWriter MysticWriter 36-40, F 2 Responses Nov 29, 2006

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    There's a dark abyss inside me.

    I yearn for you to shed light deep down. Time and again I try and swim out from this abyss but always loosing myself and getting deeper. I yearn for your fervent feeling of light of life. Time and again I'm poised from where I am in this darkness and feel there will be no rescue...
    Spiritm Spiritm 31-35, M Jul 27, 2014

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    The Search.

    I walk along a lonely path, travel down this deserted street, In the hope that a kindred soul, i chance to meet. A friendly face, those loving arms, that certain smile, Someone to whom i can relate and chat for just awhile. That one who looks...
    oz oz 36-40, M 24 Responses Oct 7, 2008

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    I used to be really really good at writing

    poems. It used to help me.
    Ang012685 Ang012685 26-30, F May 23

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    Dont Leave Me Here.

    Today was the day I had to say goodby I stood at the casket With tears in my eye Gone was the laughter Gone was the smile Death took it all So cold and vile Then I heard a voice Whispering so slow I did not leave you Yet your letting me go Please dont leave me here When...
    Robert1256 Robert1256 51-55, M 2 Responses May 29, 2010

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    Love is like sitting on a bench ,

    Observing people's lives alone Just watching and learning Until someone joins you No one knows how long Love can last But one thing I know for sure It's a decision to stay together forever.
    unconsciousdreamer unconsciousdreamer 22-25, F May 30

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    DISTANCES!

    Ok people this is the poem i wrote for my girl..it is the actual story...stated shortly here...well the girls long gone now..but just the memories remain...it contains the true feelings i had..so presenting to you... DISTANCES The rains have come and yet again, Distances...
    Floydian Floydian 22-25, M 15 Responses Nov 21, 2008

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    A crying rose cried herself to sleep last night.

    Her pain kept pouring to the softness of her pillow, she refused to let it go. Petals of love, sorrow scattered around her, her fresh petals' scent have disappeared to the Garden of Silence. She knew, she had to cry herself to sleep. She knew, she had to lose her petals to...
    MyLady9 MyLady9 46-50, F Jun 5

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    So here's a poem about this app.

    called me to who you yep true I've been a member a week this app is unique I don't feel like freak or a silly old sneak. It's were people like you can talk how ya do. From all walks of life about fun and ya strife. So I'm here for fun so I will give it a run. Hope I made you...
    wayno4 wayno4 46-50, M May 22

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    You feel that? That ache?

    It's the ache of the slow agonizing death of tolerance. Intolerance knows no bounds and so will wriggle it's slimy head into everything, if permitted. But the ache will be there, like a breaking heart. All encompassing from both ends in both directions. Like ice and water rip...
    cyclone80 cyclone80 31-35, M Jul 12

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    Those moments in life

    when peace resonates everywhere... When you open your eyes and drink in the off-white walls of your bedroom, glowing dimly as they reflect the early-mornings' light, The steady tick-tick-tick from the clock above your cherry-wood desk serenading your harmonious...
    cyclone80 cyclone80 31-35, M Dec 19, 2014

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    SOLITARY Confinement

    Sitting by my study's window sill, Looking at the paper I'm going to fill, I realize the thing I'm writing about, May be hell to some but heaven to me, no doubt. Solitary confinement as I talk of it, Is surely the place I'd like to sit, The best place to discover...
    Floydian Floydian 22-25, M 17 Responses Nov 12, 2008

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    She can kill me with silence I hang on her

    every word Her happiness means the world to me I love her so I hope I didn't hurt you I hope you don't go :c
    DoorMattress DoorMattress 13-15, M 2 Responses Feb 8

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    I refuse to give up even

    if I am the last one of my kind, Even if I slip, fall, forgotten and left behind.
    fuwhat fuwhat 18-21, M Aug 15

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    Euphoria

    His kiss is like a sweet summer breeze touching my skin. In my dreams, I am bound to endless wanderings with him…. Through muted space, our souls travel and meet Intertwined in the energy flowing.   And I am lifted… Buoyed by the spark and bubbling and...
    MysticWriter MysticWriter 36-40, F 3 Responses Nov 9, 2006

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    Make Your Choice...

    This hope didn't last. You broke me too, I collapsed. I can't trust you dear and I never will. I was nothing but your little thrill. I've said my goodbyes before to you So this time I'm leaving the goodbyes up to you.
    deleted deleted 26-30 3 Responses Jan 16, 2011

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    There is a dark place inside Where I like to

    hide Deep in my pain Bordering on insane A place where no one dare follow A place that will tear apart and swallow A place that no light will ever reach So horrifying that you will forget simple speech This place is inside me Not across some sea Just a thought away So hopeless...
    dtdwc dtdwc 36-40, M May 22

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    I write a lot in ryhmes

    and stuff when I can't sleep I sent one to the local paper once they put it in. I've always had a way with words. But im not sure if it's more like rap but I write about what's on my mind my brain don't stop:)
    wayno4 wayno4 46-50, M May 22

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    The softly scented tears of last nights

    tattered rose are now the morning dew. And when touched by the suns healing warmth they will rise to heights anew. Where gathered by the clouds of love they will rest in an angels room. Until they fall again as drops of love and gently kiss tomorrow's bloom
    GJOFJ3 GJOFJ3 56-60, M 6 Responses Jun 5

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    The Fall... Or Something the Like

    Now I am here, I am losing it all The higher you fly, the deeper you fall The world doesn't change, I'll be losing my soul I flew sort of high, now I'm losing control I stand in front of a firm set of gates I can almost see how my lifetime escapes Then the gates open...
    GothGrrrl GothGrrrl 18-21, F 1 Response Oct 11, 2007

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    Lust

    I feel it first in the shocking coldness of your fingertips against my bare stomach Suddenly consciousness, awareness Breathing I inhale moist salty air Colors explodingly vivid but still Planes hang like stars in the sky Life pauses as it waits for me to breathe again
    dreamificational dreamificational 36-40, F 3 Responses Dec 28, 2009

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    The End... As the room grows quiet My vision

    closes in My heart starts pounding As I dream of the end The end of the life I wanted The end of the end The end of everything happy So the pain may begin The lies that you told The agony that you caused The truth that was untold My heart that you tossed That familiar feeling...
    ForgetableMe ForgetableMe 31-35, M Jun 27

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    She looks out from behind her eyesAn emptiness

    all consumedEvery word of late has been a lieExcept that she is doomed.It was hope that made her keep onAnd hope that made her cryWhat to do now that hope is goneBut to give a tender goodbye.She made it this far todayAnd this long overallTerrible pleasure along the wayBut now it...
    deleted deleted 26-30 2 Responses Oct 19, 2014

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    No Way Out

    Sadness fills my soul, I don’t know why, alone in the darkness I’m finally free to cry. I need some excitement back in my life. It’s not enough just to be a mother and wife. Is there anyone who has found their true love, spending the life you've always dreamed of? Is what...
    dare2love dare2love 56-60, F 4 Responses Feb 6, 2011

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    Orgasmic Hue

    Ecstasy Spinning my perception of reality Reds and greens, purples and blues All the world is one orgasmic hue. Lips to part and spread oceans wide open Waves overlapping, soothing, massaging. Heated breath floats down my neck; Running, curling, Spreading into luke...
    MysticWriter MysticWriter 36-40, F 5 Responses Apr 13, 2008

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    Can We Return

    Take a bull by its horns What a commotion! A rose among thorns A metaphor that bespeaks emotions! In life we seek joy The reward seems like Helen of Troy. Men fight and dreams Are crushed. The love becomes forgotten The love is hushed. Men and women become rotten The days of...
    startingpointguard33 startingpointguard33 26-30, M 2 Responses Feb 1, 2013

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    Sitting here in my room Listening over

    there Listening even closer I'm listening To the air Staring at the wall, staring at the floor Staring at the ceiling no one's at the door Thinking about things to come Thinking about things that are never done All I hope for right now is just to see the sun I'm sitting in my...
    DoorMattress DoorMattress 13-15, M Jun 7

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    5 Minutes.

    For some reason my lil poems are like my paintings. I want it done quickly and heartfelt all at once. Anyway I know it isn't that great, so please be gentle. Here goes: When I see you, I smile and say hello friend! Isn't that what you wanted in the end? Everything will be fine...
    KindaSilly KindaSilly 36-40, F Sep 26, 2013

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    Let the rain fall upon my unbeating heart,

    Let the tears drown the decadent screams, Umbrella or not the rain will suffocate me, Take my breath away with his long kiss, Puce Water with blood curses, WHY ME?, Adrenaline cursing through my veins, Envy filled diluted pupils, My heart pleading for more oxygen, My...
    PrincessOfInsanity PrincessOfInsanity 16-17, F 3 Responses May 1

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    The hunter I miss you like the sky Misses the

    sun at night I miss you like a kite Misses the wind While in flight I miss you like the heart Misses blood when one dies I miss you like plants Miss the rain when it is dry I miss your dark brown eyes In the light I miss your beautiful dark brown hair On my face at night...
    zealots201 zealots201 22-25, M May 12

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    For my sweet inspiration Under man-made trees

    we were once squirrels twisting our tails rubbing our noses counting the seconds to climb high again daring for the dreaded jump with no branches in sight just an infinite sky in silence mocking and a motherly earth nodding waiting for our bodies to feed her let her starve.
    deleted deleted 26-30 2 Responses