~* Guardian Angel *~
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тσ ρяσтє¢т мє єνєяу ∂αу,
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And sleepless nights
Remember what they say
All i remember
Is that terrible day
It was june
And you slipped away
~* The Lonely Girl *~
In the dark corner
The silent pipes leak
Sits a little girl
She does not speak
A lost and lonely girl
Who sheds a single tear
Thinking she has not purpose...
i desire you ,,,,I need to feel you, I need to touch youI need to feel your sweet breath upon my neckIt's you that I want to make love toIt's you I lackI need your love, I need to...
this poetry called ,, <<<< MY SECRET LOVE >>..... THIS IS 4 YOU ....... you know who you are ..!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ...............i sat down beside you...
I got my song and I'm writing my poetry
Using 2 songs
Badman torro torro mix
Love me again -John Newman
Life's great rn
FOOD FOR THOUGHT
(c) Edward York
I sometimes write down words,
Just to make you think.
I create a feast meant for your mind,
And invite you for a drink.
The words I write aren...
Screaming like a Banshee
Crying like there's no end.
I stop talking to friends
Friends stop talking to me.
Days turn into weeks,
Seal the euphoric polar opposite, it lies to me, it is only a defense tower against my authenticity. I am instead a horrid, violent being with much stigma to my past. At last after...
(c) Edward York
The little ship was barely moving,
Against waves that splashed so strong.
In an attempt to reach for safety,
It had battled way too long.
All of my pieces
Catching the light
Surrendering to the need to fall
Lining my silver
On gentle, lamp lit streets
In a glorious, quiet moment of...
More than an angry mess
This feeling I must confess
Or lack thereof
More is less
Less is more
I want you at my door
Or to wake up on your floor
Or to hold your...
(Written as a song really)
Sentences float across the page
No meaning to be found
Like thoughts they drift so aimlessly
Cross the sheet on which they are bound
Hey, I'm still kind of a novice poet. Let me know what you think of this piece
Get Up Again
Hug me and tell me everything is going to be ok
Kidnap me from work and take me far...
I sit by a lake's shore
well after midnight
the full moon is beginning to set
the shadows swirl around me
holding me hostage
there is no light
all there is is darkness.
Everybody I encounter seems to go for mind numbing serious poetry which relies on the principle that the listener has to feel the same way in order to experience the same emotions...
I have three videoclips of me reading some of my poetry on my youtube channel, please have a look :)
Looking Into My Heart...
Looking into my heart, I wonder what you will see.
You won't see Love
and you won't see flowers.
You won't see something pretty
You will see...
The Pain Within
The pain within is what brings you pain, and what brings you hurt,
The pain you carry inside you, is what causes you to hurt.
The pain that you hide from everyone...
Love me Like I Love you
Cherish me Like I cherish you
Worship me, like I worship you.
Love me, that is all I will ever ask of you.
Care for me, that is all I want from you...
she was a flower, people would walk pass that flower because at first glance the flower seemed like it was dead.but somehow i was fortunate enough to see that the flower just...
Caving for some quiet space.
The darkness welcomes me into its silent embrace.
Shadows dissolve all the criticism and pain.
Gradually I begin to feel whole again.
The goddess of my world. I'm trapped between pages and underneath words. your beauty, your love, your warmth is a breath of fresh air to my lungs. It breathes new life into a story...
i am tired of this masquerade. i have seen all the faces underneath the masks and they all are ugly.
"...the pain is a shameful sin, adulterating my pure existance..."
AN OLD MAN’S FLAG
(c) 2015 by Edward York.
The old man sat on his porch each day,
As he rocked away in his chair.
And the flag that he always proudly flew,
Was waving ripples in...
im no good at it, i'll find a different hobby :(