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    I Love, Love

    I LOVE LOVE by thatguy1970 I love, love and it would seem That not a moment could possibly pass Without finding me in a wakeful dream, Of salacious thoughts deep and vast. I love, love and sense its lure, Each time she stirs my lust For the object of my wanting, sweet and pure...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Apr 11, 2013

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    ***Don't Read This, If You Don't Like Molestation***

    I awoke, feeling a body against mine... Is this a dream I thought... no... Misty eyed I felt the body push from behind My eyes burst open... No... My body tensed and my skin rippled with fear A hand reached across my chest I held my breathe and shed a single tear Felt...
    LadySoulist LadySoulist 22-25, F 16 Responses Oct 11, 2007

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    m5c8 m5c8 22-25, F a week ago

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    Winter's Warning

    Waiting for a glimpse or sign Wondering if I've lost my mind. Wandering fields of golden grass Worrying heat that would not pass. While the seasons slowly turning Watching peats eternal burning. Wishing frost to hit the moors With waves of waters icy shores. Westerly the skies...
    maltesemermaid maltesemermaid 41-45, F 15 Responses Sep 5, 2012

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    Criticism please, I've not long started writing

    poetry, and any advice would be good. Butterflies You left me on a Winters night As many often do Hand in mine, you passed from life As I was watching you I sat with you for hours Until they said I had to go What was I supposed to do Well that I didn’t know I had to tell...
    squizz5 squizz5 41-45, M 12 Responses Feb 11

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    m5c8 m5c8 22-25, F 1 Response a week ago

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    He Reminded Me Of Me

    I wrote this one recently. It is the first poem I have finished in a few months. He Reminded Me of Me Written by, err... Me. :) I saw a boy of five today Who reminded me of me And though time passes in a blink The boy did not yet see And his mind was filled with wonder. He...
    deleted deleted 26-30 12 Responses Dec 6, 2011

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    My Mother Loved Me

    My mother loved me in a 1979 Dodge Dart Pickle green, sandy vinyl interior. I didn't know that she loved me Until our first ride in that Dodge Her first car. She was twenty-six, I was eight. We were young, together. I didn't know Till' half way down the road That dirty...
    deleted deleted 26-30 13 Responses Oct 10, 2007

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    **When an old man died in the geriatric ward of

    a small hospital near Tampa Florida, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Later when the nurses were going through his meager possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and given to every nurse in the...
    ceywat ceywat 51-55, F 7 Responses May 26

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    "morning book " she reads her morning book in

    the autumn sunlight and within our conversation she smiles radiantly gives glimpse of hearts truth natural beauty rendered of the soul is a masterpiece that no artist of word or image in subtle colors fine lines can duplicate her burnished hair spread by morning breeze her...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 4 hrs ago

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    Invictus BY WILLIAM ERNEST HENLEY Out of the

    night that covers me, Black as the pit from pole to pole, I thank whatever gods may be For my unconquerable soul. In the fell clutch of circumstance I have not winced nor cried aloud. Under the bludgeonings of chance My head is bloody, but unbowed...
    ALetterToElise ALetterToElise 18-21, F Sep 14

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    "this casual girl" her critical thinking gone

    astray her tupperware mind seals in the flavor of her intents nail polish chipped no ring to show the lay of the land bright eyed with hints of joys sunglasses askew lipstick on her neck this casual girl in one brief moment our worlds collide parking lot of seven eleven she is a...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Sep 14

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    A Thousand Times

    A thousand 'likes'. A thousand comments. A thousand tweets of the same breakfast while we marvel at coincidence. Because I matter. Following you following me a thousand times for a thousand disciples; the next more important than the last. A favorite book/song/quote/movie...
    geetar39 geetar39 46-50, M 15 Responses Nov 17, 2012

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    Moonlight Was Created In Her

    a rain shower fades away in memory and the air is thick in aftermath drenched with memory as we lay benith the overhang her lace dress crisp against my cheek i turn to say something but am caught up by her distant looking silent revere the notion of her hand moving along my arm...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 13 Responses Oct 3, 2013

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    Love's Sweet Cup

    My Lord I seek the peace of her love, It's completeness would me sustain, I long to drink from her loving sweet cup, I ask I not search in vain. Tell me Lord, shall I ever know, The touch of my love's caress, Shall I taste of the nectar, so filling ... Complete, That would flow...
    Mariner2 Mariner2 51-55, M 15 Responses Aug 30, 2011

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    Friendship

    In times of trouble when all the lights go out and the suns replaced by night when everything has all gone wrong when once it was so right when the smiles of happiness disappear in place you shed some tears when you were once strong, bold as brass, you now are faced with...
    AWUK AWUK 26-30, F 12 Responses Oct 11, 2007

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    The Flower Show

    The dawn cues the show to start As my window curtains part. . To look upon the cast a story Amidst the purple morning glory. Seen below the morning star Sits rows and rows of lavendar. . A yellow dot with white clouds hazy A color script just for the daisy. A worm that pays the...
    maltesemermaid maltesemermaid 41-45, F 24 Responses Mar 3, 2013

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    Here

    We've met and made a connection, Without ever seeing one anothers face. The blooming bud of a brand new friendship, Culminated in what is termed cyber space. We are starting a brand new journey, Walking together on a pristine path. Learning brand new things with each and every...
    MobiusStorm MobiusStorm 41-45, M 7 Responses Sep 2, 2013

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    "the pencil thin moustache men" her rigorous

    objections are herded slowly down the sheep trail by studious pencil thin men with stylish mustache's who have deep pocket pickers for friends they gather round the weak willed and the willing alike looking for cheap thrills and spare change everybody needs a new road when the...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Sep 22

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    Mermaid

    I love the beauty of the sea Within its depth a part of me No better where I'd rather be The only place that I feel free. To breathe within its briny air To feel its breath blow back my hair At the blue horizon stare That is where you'll find me there. I hide within its shallow...
    maltesemermaid maltesemermaid 41-45, F 8 Responses Nov 24, 2012

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    I see myself in the mirror

    and yet In My reflection i see Whats missing Its me im missing inside this body. But There it is in My eyes I try to smile back and i whisper that this time i Will be your friend in the way mirrors befriend. We Will learn how to love If your willing i can teach you how...
    monah monah 22-25, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    "tidal pool of days end" tidal pool of

    light gathers round my feet as day evaporates without sound it echoes in my minds eye a thousand years breathed in a single moment the weight of worlds falling within the graceful collapse of a single feather touching like tender kiss tumbling lost like me to the same battered...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 6 days ago

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    Invisible.

    I am invisible the unseen silent and unheard a shadow in vision peripheral an existance vague and forgotten I am nothing i am invisible.
    deleted deleted 26-30 6 Responses Jul 13, 2013

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    When the pain slices through me I disown my

    fear. When you think that I gave up, I reappear. I am a warrior When you crash my dreams I grow stronger When you rip my heart I will rise with anger. When you laugh and think you broke me then I hold my head even higher. The only one WHO can breake me is ME But even...
    monah monah 22-25, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    Heaven and hell I am betwixt,

    Floating along this river Styx, Its icy waters silence my tongue, Its fiery embers burn my lungs, Light is fading, darkness abound, In its depths I’ll surly drown, Conflicting thoughts of a maddened youth, Where lies are sweet and bitter the truth, Planets fall...
    peanutman27 peanutman27 22-25, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Lonely In a Crowd

    I'm surrounded by people having a good time And I try to have a good time At least look the part But I'm Charlie Brown And everyone’s speaking wawawawawa And I don't understand or care What they're saying Because I'm in my mind somewhere Under the sky Mouth open...
    deleted deleted 26-30 31 Responses Oct 10, 2007

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    Threadbare

    For Faerylight, may she always shine on my heart All this time, In the dark I lived Lost inside looking out Please listen to these words My heart screams and shouts Threadbare as the carpet I walk on My love has gone astray Then I felt your presence upon me And all the...
    tigermoth1234 tigermoth1234 41-45, M 7 Responses Nov 6, 2012

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    "winter was her walking" he walked slowly

    through the dead leaves speaking aloud his poem of the heart his world was indian summer that day she had smiled winter was her walking so he walked with her she smiled again chew on the edges of thoughts you don't want to think adjust your head to thinking them so he tried on...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 Sep 17

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    Porcupine No Longer Ashamed

    and frozen in fear, time stops. Pretending to be asleep; staying very still... Lying and waiting, pretending it's all just a dream. NO! Get up! I have to do something! SCREAM! *Silence*... I don't make a sound. No one can know. Ashamed! Eyes now scrunched up tight and fists...
    ChantelSurvived ChantelSurvived 22-25, F 1 Response Sep 14

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    *Remorse* Never Be The Same Feeling at a loss

    for words Needing to speak the words that lack. Wanting to be free like the birds Flying away and never looking back. Flying back in time before the tears Happy and without a care. Seeing she is now a hollow shell of fears Breaks her heart beyond repair. Screaming just...
    ChantelSurvived ChantelSurvived 22-25, F Sep 14

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    Foreign land lol not my best work All have

    are enemy's , everyday somebody has something negative to say whenever i arrive , like all I have to do to **** a person off is stay alive . I'm in a strange land and not by choice they'll laugh if your quiet but when you use your voice , they'll crucify you it's a foreign land...
    Princeofthesky Princeofthesky 18-21, M 6 days ago

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    I'm invisible When I'm by your side My words

    echo Within my mind Point of origin returned Destination denied Alcohol may be The relief I find Soaking my insides In a salty brine Slurring slowly But you're still blind Why am I the one Always left behind finger to the trigger Tooth to the rind I bite the hand I kill the...
    crowgirl crowgirl 31-35, F 15 Responses Feb 21

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    ***This poem has a completely different meaning

    from the top-to-bottom version when read in reverse.*** Our Generation Our generation will be known for nothing. Never will anybody say, We were the peak of mankind. That is wrong, the truth is...
    ceywat ceywat 51-55, F 10 Responses Jun 16

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    I Met Myself On The Street Today

    I met myself on the street today, I was looking rather pale. My eyes were red, my hair unwashed, I didn't look too well. I tried to find the courage, To ask me what was wrong. I've known myself for quite some time now, We used to get along. He looked at me with anger, I've never...
    waterlooSunset waterlooSunset 36-40, M 18 Responses Mar 26, 2012

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    m5c8 m5c8 22-25, F a week ago

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    Thirst

    Imagine a thirsty moment Your parched throat needs relief Now consider me your water And splash me against your teeth Feel my soothing coolness Dance upon your tongue As I dribble down your throat From your palette which I have clung Now take another drink of me And swirl me in...
    deleted deleted 26-30 14 Responses May 29, 2012

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    Shine

    Your light has shone down Blazing with colour Filling my heart and soul Your beauty radiating out for all to see Your love given whole heartily Swamping my body with feelings of desire Giving me comfort when I am lonely Sharing your soul as I share mine with you So keep your...
    tigermoth1234 tigermoth1234 41-45, M 5 Responses Oct 2, 2012

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    This evening’s nocturne is a vexing

    dissonance of memories Though surely there must be a sweeter lullaby than this The angels on my shoulder blades become familiar enemies Their counterparts escort me to a personal abyss With shovels in their eager hands imploring to go deeper Perhaps I’d gain by crafting...
    GiantKaiju GiantKaiju 22-25, M 1 Response Sep 11

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    m5c8 m5c8 22-25, F 4 Responses a week ago

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    Lust The Deadly Sin

    Walk with me on The midnight grass Shadows hide truth Of our trespass. The cloudy covered Moon rides high Within our arms We hold the lie. On the wind The only sounding Of our hearts Illicit pounding. On my lips The scarlet beckoning Come taste the hell Unleash our reckoning. On...
    maltesemermaid maltesemermaid 41-45, F 13 Responses Mar 12, 2013

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    Will It Ever Stop?

    Why is there so much hate in the world today? Every time you turn the TV on all you see is war in Iraq, bombings in the UK, police brutality in the Bay Area. Will there ever be PEACE?                ...
    cherry22x cherry22x 22-25, F 15 Responses Oct 11, 2007

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    I Remember Your Kiss

    I wrote this some time ago about someone from very long ago. I was going through my old poems and when I came to this one, I kept reading it over and over again. The person I wrote this about doesn't have any place in my life now and I rarely think of her so, the moment has...
    deleted deleted 26-30 3 Responses Jun 26, 2013

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    Forget The Past

    No mountain is too steep, to bring you out of the heap. Just lay your cares on the ground, and soon after you will be found. Inside your head used to be a war, the tears of the past is no more. Now you can rejoice about life, and put down that sharp knife. Love the person you are...
    Cryssy1980 Cryssy1980 31-35, F 3 Responses Dec 3, 2012

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    "rad lizard king" the dead poet of your

    romantic youth left behind his melodious words in song left behind his roadside fast eyes neatly packaged still can purchase his dream down at the five and dime still can find a tight leather pants version of his photograph looking lizard like in clean bollywood style the dead...
    mudmen mudmen 46-50 1 Response Sep 11

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    I absolutely love reading poetry.

    If anyone has the bravery and time, I would love to see some original poetry, it kinda has that heartwarming effect.
    drunkinlove23 drunkinlove23 18-21, F Sep 11

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    Didn't Have a Chance This confusion will not

    cease, You've broken me in many ways. Will I ever get any peace? Have you got nothing at all to say? Did you think you were doing right by me? Did I even matter to you at all? I was just your scapegoat to sanity, It didn't matter if it caused me to fall. You took my heart...
    ChantelSurvived ChantelSurvived 22-25, F Sep 14

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    The Cloudy Dark And Screaming

     And as the day broke through There was nothing you could do. For of the rain now falling down A greater value would hit the ground. From that first dull morning ray Started with a shard of grey. Never thought it could evoke Such an iron fire smoke. But within that weapon cast...
    maltesemermaid maltesemermaid 41-45, F 8 Responses Mar 6, 2013

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    i write a lot of poetry It was sort of strange

    how i got started. I have a friend who lives in California. we went to school together 55 years ago.I happened to connect with her on one of those social networks sites. She is an accomplished writer and We became close friends(again). she began sending me some stories she had...
    aniowagirl aniowagirl 66-70, F Sep 11

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    I am not a poet but I felt compelled to write

    this for my girlfriend. I hope others here might appreciate it. If I were to have but one wish in my life it would be for you to love me and be my wife As years go by and our love does grow it is my wish to let you know that all the stars up in the sky will never leave a...
    NoOneImportantNow NoOneImportantNow 46-50, M 20 mins ago

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    So I'm getting ready to have my first book of

    poetry published. And I'm worried that everybody is going to think it's a heap of manure.
    paulmcglamery paulmcglamery 56-60, M 2 Responses Sep 14

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    The Damaged Tree

    .......To see a world in a grain of sand, to hold what falls in your hand. To know the future, but be surprised it takes place as long ago planned. Like an artist takes his tools out to paint. A long lonely walk he takes. Down the path through the holler. Up a hill, pass the...
    sincitysaint sincitysaint 36-40, F 6 Responses Jul 14, 2013

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    Betrayal and more - Requested by Artz4Life

    since she considered my last poem a rap instead ._. A bunch of deception but I must applaud you are the definition of a true fraud. All of them promises broken and shattered you were basically anonymous just like the Mad Hatter. It's so easy to despise someone like you who...
    akaShaun akaShaun 16-17, M 1 Response 1 day ago

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