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planning to do,
Break me down and leave me no glue.
So this is why I must leave,
The worlds to cruel, I cannot breathe.
You fooled me once so shame on me,
Then it was twice, so I started to plea:
"Stop, stop, leave me alone,
I did nothing, just go home."
But you just...
from me in the crowd
I caught a glimpse of her eyes that were proud
Shining through the sun it made my heart felt warm
taking me away from this world by her charm
The radiance on her face making her eyes glow
Making me feel exquisite from her unique flow
I ramble towards her to...
An ember glows small yet bright. Tinder burns and a fire grows. Far in the distance a ferryman rows. Slowly his craft goes across the stream. Intent on finding an end to this dream. But no such luck is found this night. For the fire has grown, crackling delight. Trees fall and...
Love isn't love till you give it away
When I first saw you I was afarid to talk to you
When I first talked to you I was afraid to like you
When I first liked you I was afarid to love you
Now that I love you I'm afraid to lose you
Love is gentle
Love is kind
Love is when...
Unsure whether to go forward or
Cold water creeps to your toes
Ripples prove useless
Misguiding you in which way to go
The bright sun is obscured
The army of lazy clouds stumble across the sky
Ankles now submerged
Under the murky liquid
You hesitate once more
field of flowers,
Laughing and joyful, uplifted for hours,
Singing and screaming her soul starts to soar,
Her feet as they dance lift from the floor,
Higher and higher she dances and flies,
Paying no attention to shouts and goodbyes,
She dances for weeks maybe months maybe years...
Dream well of good things
Maybe of having an angel's wings
If you're dreams are filled with fright
Let me comfort you through the night
Tomorrow when you wake
Promise me your smile won't be fake
But if it is, there is one thing I can do
I can try and brighten your...
homeless man in a dark alley
Not too certain, my brain was thinking
As I look in the enigma of the man’s glass eye
Around a corner looks a detective
Finding locked rooms, hearing foreign sounds
Echoes bounce water about a round rusty sewer
Draining over bones and the lake...
but I want to know the truth..
The Lone Dancer
Surrounded by mirrors
and golden pillars,
A lone dancer,
Dances through the night,
On a glistening ballroom floor,
The dancer twirls in delight,
A dainty piece,
The pianist plays,
With swift movement's,
Tiptoes as easily as a feather flying in the wind,
Holly-green grass that the midnight fox leaps over,
Ever-still motions as she sniffs the air,
Marvellously thick silky fur,
Identical eyes that sparkle so bright,
Diamonds twinkle in...
Don’t let them see,
What stupid thing you’ve done to me,
I carry the scars,
Feeling so selfish,
Wanting to be perfect damn close to elfish,
I want to scratch it in,
Carve it deep,
Breaking the promise I said I would keep,
I want to see blood,
Or even my bone,
Knowing I go...
This poem's what I call a "surrealist" poem. I'm OK with constructive criticism.
"Where the Fish Reside"
Deep, dark water.
Greenish in color.
Floundering in the water.
Graceful, writhing snakes.
Covered in diseased spots.
Leading to a...
where I could see your face.
Perfect as can be,
just for you and me.
Love at last forever,
since we'll be together.
My vision always hazy,
because your so amazing.
Sharing little secrets,
forgetting all the regrets.
Mentioned only there,
the place that just us share...
My stars are diamonds strong this evening
I walk down my endless brick driveway
The full moon is a wax candle that,
Illuminates the sweet dewy grass
Eternally that my eyes won’t see
It is a fine night to be grateful
Cherish simple beauty through your eyes
To not get so close. I wish I couldn’t trace all my problems back to him. I swim through the water as if it were his lies. I dive down intoxicated in them. Filling my lungs with what he calls love. No more yelling. No more running. No more empty stomachs just to fill his...