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    Though I Am Dust

     Though I am to become dust That part of me which was my heart, Having been loved by you, Will somewhere become air And in a soft breeze Will make someone smile, not knowing why.
    johnnyjohnnyjohnny johnnyjohnnyjohnny 26-30, M Feb 26, 2009

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    My Poem, Willing Slave

    Warm embraces, devour me, sweet emotion, overpowers me, the flesh and the bone, the body the soul chain me to your love I'm your willing slave, torture me with kisses and make me helpless with your touch take my breath away make me lust tease me with your affection make me yearn...
    June30 June30 26-30, F 3 Responses Nov 20, 2010

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    When I post a poem here it is,

    by some, assumed that the poem is about me or my life. That is not always the case. I strive to understand and experience the human condition. So, although the poem may convey lots of meaning and be emotional, it is not always related to what I am feeling at a particular time or...
    deleted deleted 26-30 4 Responses Jan 14, 2015

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    I Ve Wrote A Song!!! Please Do Comment And Tell Me How Is It :) :)

    best place on the earth!! verse 1: wereva yo're wid me is the best place on the earth i feel like lyk a paradise! yes!tat's wat i cal a paradise!! yo'l neva kno how i feel wen i'm with yu wish tha same you feel iside!! pre-chorus: baby yo're th air throu i breathe.... and i...
    poojabhatt poojabhatt 18-21, F 1 Response Apr 12, 2012

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    What Touches Me

    more than love and life and death the revelation that my name has hung upon your breath when you and I were close; as close as close can get And no more thought of other lovers, Other than regret, That I had spent some life with them As you I had not met.
    johnnyjohnnyjohnny johnnyjohnnyjohnny 26-30, M Feb 10, 2009

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    I Never Thought I'd Have to Let You Go

     I never thought I'd have to let you go, It took so long to find you and in that finding was: Life's promise to meet my match, But, here's the catch, I destroy you everyday we are together And, more when we are apart, So, cloaking myself in pain, Covering my skin in...
    johnnyjohnnyjohnny johnnyjohnnyjohnny 26-30, M 1 Response Feb 23, 2009

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    I Write This Now

    Not all things that do not make sense are stupid, I broke the wing of the South wind in my ignorance, The twelve stones in my breastplate were not mine, Beneath your yoke a laboring giant was sleeping, How well you joke and fiddle to the sound of weeping, Know you, in your old...
    johnnyjohnnyjohnny johnnyjohnnyjohnny 26-30, M Feb 7, 2011

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    Sound Of Color

    hush ...silence your tongue...what was that gentle sound I thought I just heard? It came just after a rain shower...I thought I just heard a rainbow Sounded like crinkling crepe paper, or perhaps light piano keys from behind a closed door - colors really can speak
    relcychoho relcychoho 46-50, M 2 Responses Jun 20, 2011

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    In the Big Dip

    Certain broken promisses remind, questionable fears abide, Perfunctory courtesy slides, Dim stares sheath the eyes, The wheels of existance grind, Deadline dates expire, Eccentricities of time Devoid and multiplied, Old grief, old pain is fire, Hope left foundering in...
    johnnyjohnnyjohnny johnnyjohnnyjohnny 26-30, M Feb 10, 2009

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    Poetry In Motion

    Poetry is like the ocean Poetry in Motion Poetry is like a potion Poetry in Motion Poetry is like an explosion Poetry in Motion Poetry is like some soothing lotion Poetry in Motion Poetry is a form of devotion Poetry in Motion Poetry represents emotion Poetry in Motion
    expressomarkie expressomarkie 46-50, M 1 Response Feb 11, 2013

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    Wolfsong For Mollywoppy

     that day you were going to leave me I sat and wept, I sobbed, my tears stopped up my eyes then I looked at you and i knew you were my life that i would not let you go and turned my face to yours the words were always in me, my darling love, Now, was the time to...
    johnnyjohnnyjohnny johnnyjohnnyjohnny 26-30, M Feb 9, 2009

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    So I Don‘t To Talk To Myself

    All (my) verses...or almost all, beyond the quick tip on the keyboard has the company of tears, as sharp as the last glance, as passionate as the most desirable kiss or as happy as the sweet laughter of a child.From all that I live, little I used to believe, a lot I have survived...
    deleted deleted 26-30 5 Responses Dec 1, 2012

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    The Barbed Wire And The Glass

    Is this where where eden has become? A spoken word a curse a thought a crime? I see mine own flesh cleaved from my bone and all the while an empty throne where once a ruler sat the donkeys braying and rats grown fat my sinews drawn into my noose and from my skeleton an axe how...
    johnnyjohnnyjohnny johnnyjohnnyjohnny 26-30, M Feb 7, 2011

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    Depends Upon My Mood!

    When I first came to EP, I seemed to be able to write poetry at the drop of a hat. Some good,some so so,some realbad. But the words came freely. Today, I can't write at all. I have just not been in the mood. I hope I get that mood back soon, I still owe a few people some poems...
    AnIrishwarrior AnIrishwarrior 56-60, M Mar 12, 2012

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    Related Experiences

    This is one of my favorite songs. When I listen to it. I think about her. I remember the two nights I had with her. What they meant to me.When the dark wood fell before meAnd all...
    AmazingPoet AmazingPoet 41-45, M 9 hrs ago

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    Fairy Roll Call Faries, fairies, everywhere Some with flowers in their hair Some don't wear no underwear The sun shines on all heinie's bare Pixies, pixies, laugh and play...
    TexasGrandpa TexasGrandpa 56-60, M 15 hrs ago

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    A life lead by an unwritten word. This one word holds power over you, yet you know nothing of how it's spelled or even what it may refer to. All you know is how it feels. It's...
    KaiViolet KaiViolet 22-25, M 21 hrs ago

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    In the tattered shards of lasting embrace I feel the nick of you lingering cool as winter's solstice, feel the nick of you like a dagger cold upon the intangible grace of my skin...
    WingsofTime WingsofTime 22-25, F 1 Response 1 day ago

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    Smoldering fire of hearts desire Compassion overwhelming Longing for release Dancing beneath a winters moon Words are meaningless Tonight I see the truth The holes in the hopes The...
    girlonpause girlonpause 36-40, F 1 Response 3 days ago

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    Easily Distracted Concentrate! I have to concentrate. This is important, this poem. A poem about poetry. I have to do this, I CAN do this. Oh, look, a butterfly! I love...
    TexasGrandpa TexasGrandpa 56-60, M 5 days ago

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    Crystal water, bright blue sky bright green meadow with the sun rising, I daydream my life by I guess I fell off the train But didnt want to get back on Living in my fantasies...
    ArizonaIce24 ArizonaIce24 16-17, M 5 days ago

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    Confession I don't blame you for seeking love through other outlets. Love hurts sometimes and yes I know this now. Maybe I didn't love you right or maybe it's not my fault...
    Navae Navae 18-21, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    Sorry But ... Sometimes I do wish it was you and I not you and her. Sometimes I wish I could call you and tell you how my day is going. Sometimes I wish you would ANSWER but I...
    Navae Navae 18-21, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    We all tend to fall in love with the Wrong guy the one we call "Mr.Perfect." The one we're to blind to see doing anything Wrong but that's the same guy who cheats on us but we...
    Navae Navae 18-21, F 1 Response 6 days ago

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    Your heart is like a bomb, ready to explode. To disarm it, you need to stay calm before it will overloads. It has red and blue wires, which one do i cut? do i do what my...
    Sexxii123 Sexxii123 22-25, F a week ago

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    What You See What do you see, when you look at me? What do you see, when you think of me? What do you dream, when you dream of me? Do you see, the frightened little girl, that...
    AngeleyesUponU AngeleyesUponU 41-45, F 3 Responses Jan 31

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    Dear Muse I think a lot about that weekend when I was with you. It brings a smile to my face when I think of it. I know I should have let it go by now but I struggle at times...
    AmazingPoet AmazingPoet 41-45, M 2 Responses Jan 30

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    Unsent I know my words don't mean much. There is not much I can say. You are happy now, I notice every day. I'm careful with what I do I dare not want to wreck it So that is...
    enolavisten enolavisten 22-25, M Jan 29

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    So my most recent post was considered 18 and up, despite featuring no s)x or swearing. It forces me to realize how graphic the nature of my writing can be. I am a sadistic...
    MeadowLark4 MeadowLark4 18-21 Jan 26

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    I remember The day I flew you to Howarth Wing'd Angel of Poetry You followed willingly. We walked Through the wet winds of the Moors Dreamers' escape The strife of a life a World...
    Listening80 Listening80 31-35, F Jan 25

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    Every action must have a reaction And the consequences are harsh, indeed, all the time. The karma hit me hard, harder than I thought. It's useless to whine. I must produce some...
    AmethystCluster AmethystCluster 26-30, F 1 Response Jan 24

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    This was actually an assignment in a writing class. It was to write a story or poem from a child's point of view. There were others too. Write from the opposite genders point of...
    Serenitree1 Serenitree1 70+, F 2 Responses Jan 23

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    For every time that you've hurt me I'll give something good back. For all of the hate have shown me I'll love more. For every tear I've had to shed I'll give you a smile. For each...
    ReflectivMind ReflectivMind 31-35 1 Response Jan 23

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    This is a poem I wrote several years ago, after watching a very disturbing movie. Sad movie=sad poem SHE NEEDS MORE Platform shoes and mini skirt Pony tail and a cutoff shirt...
    Serenitree1 Serenitree1 70+, F 5 Responses Jan 22

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    I Died Today was written in memory of a young man named Errol who sadly took his life a few days ago - I've written it in the hope that someone who have never had to fight to live...
    LoneSouls LoneSouls 31-35, F 1 Response Jan 22

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    Everything is always just out of my reach Beauty, love, all the things that I need I'm lacking, I'm lacking, I never succeed I'm forever in need, always in want And all I can do...
    XcookiexbakerXx XcookiexbakerXx 18-21, F 1 Response Jan 21

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    I hurt beyond the words that I seldom say. I hurt in ways I cannot portray I hurt in things that are good and bad I hurt for love and I feel so sad The words cannot replace my...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Jan 20

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    The future of the past. I have to remember, when I am deep in battle. And the odds are against me, not to get rattled. To stay pure of heart, and clear of mind. When I fight with...
    Luke5150 Luke5150 36-40, M Jan 20

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    John Tan 2 By: Cierra Leonard Written: March 1st and 4th, 2015 Dearest John I miss you terribly As I write this I have no way of knowing If you will ever get to read it As I...
    SugarMapleWings SugarMapleWings 18-21, F Jan 20

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    Do you know those tender moments ? Those sweet dreams beyond this bridge? I stare at them now and they seem so far away? What I once was and what I am now. The pain residual...
    deleted deleted 26-30 Jan 19

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    Poetry has always been a way for me to express myself. My poems used to be lovey dovey and very sappy but I got bored with those styles. I adore macabre poetry. Edgar Allan Poe...
    Mycuriousnature Mycuriousnature 22-25, F 2 Responses Jan 19

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    Our love made its rounds of erupting through earths atmosphere There came a time when dormant was the only option to be numb again It's more like a hideaway because ones afraid...
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