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fading from love.
....ok well the truth is, i wrote this poem for my ex girlfreind when we started falling apart in an effort to tell her how i feel. i wanted to let her know that if we were going to fall apart that ide still be there for her when she needed me the most.
I miss you.
Why must love make fools of the strongest people! I know I'm foolish, and absolutely crazy for even trying to harbor hopes of his return, but misery loves company. I just can't do it. I can't make myself forget. To try, hurts almost as bad as the void.
Last Breath
Maybe melancholic, but a great friend told me that they saw it as live life for what it is today!!.
love potion #9
toxic love...maybe too much of a good thing?..did you ever wonder what it made you do...or change the way you think,..just my take on this highly addictive drug..cheers!!
Words
Some words let you in. Some words shut you out. Others build an icy wall between, frozen block upon frozen block— not unkind, simply formidable— to dismiss the connection. Ah, but no words— therein lies the dagger!
Is it wrong?
Are all men the same? Are they all just after one thing?
Desert Flower
twas said never to pluck a desert flower that this would be our finest hour then the waters came, washed you away where, oh where, is my blossom today? where can I find her? does anyone know? taken root somewhere, continued to grow? or is she
cancer
to my mother r.i.p 2002 your always in my heart
A Lady With Low IQ
just a joke...hehe pls don't misunderstand. this is just a funny self portrait...
I was wrong
I thought I could forget you I thought I understood you I thought I could be happy here without you I was wrong Absolutely wrong I can't forget you I didn't understand you I can't stand here without you I know clearly I was wr
My Sweetheart
Sitting here with a coke and a smile Thinking about my sweetheart for a while Oh baby I am always thinking about you You are stuck in my mind like glue I find myself wanting you more and more That is because you are the one I adore You are alwa
Dream
Sense your spirit. Sense your mind. Sense your morals. You're so kind. Love your spirit. Love your body. Protect your secrets. Yes, you're somebody.
A Continuing Social Dilemma For Women
A lonely woman visits a local bar. Two men with different styles of social technique in turn attempt to score with the young woman. Both men fail to win her trust for obvious reasons. She goes home determined not to allow loneliness to get the best of her. She also retains a firm inner personal resolve not to settle for anything less than what she feels she deserves in the form of male companionship.
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I am The Green Man
Spring is here!
Sorry, if I hurt you!
just hope everybody happy forever
A special person
There are all kinds of people in the world some are common some are special some are happy some are not happy but nobody can be happpy all the time and I believe nobody can be sad all the time too.
The Lonely Soul
The lonely soul Wandering around in the street in rain The lonely soul wandering around in the street in snow the lonely soul wandering around from the east to the west from the north to the south the lonely soul wandering around f
Lonely Nights
Forbidden love, the ex of one of my best friends, we had something special, but my friend is special too, so I had to make a choice. Not so sure it was the right one
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Untitled War, Part One
I guess this is more of a scratchpad poem than something I should be posting as finished, but I don't want to lose it, and I haven't the time to finish it presently. The idea of nuclear war should scare anyone. We are at a point where humans are literally capable of destroying the ability for our planet to sustain life. I originally was looking to write an introduction for another poem I had written, which is a post-war setting, although reposting things I've written outside of CS is not something I do. Anyhow, it is what it is. Sadness.
Voices In My Head
What can I say that the voices in my head would all agree on :-)
ten mile jump
Little boy thoughts of what's hiding under the bed, when it's time for lights out an sleep. :)
Blind
It is true that love is blind, cause u were so hard to find. But for my wait i'm rewarded with your love, that could only b sent from the heavens above. I want u now i want u forever, if u ask when i'll leave u the answer is never. Withou
Moving on
Hold me close and say good bye Don't worry if you see me cry Sometimes letting go is hard. But I will get by. days have gone and nights have passed Feeling so alone cause our love still last An empty shell where love once lived A life
Only We, not i
"Excuse me,... Excuse me Mr Teddy Bear, but im not interested in preventing forest fires, .. You see, i live in the city. I am more interested in preventing drug abuse, gang violence, homelessness, and im also interested in trying to educate
world of magnificence
just look out there at all god created its a beautiful world
When...
When everybody leaves u And no one understand you, I am here for u,to listen To hug,and understand u. Because to love means to forgive To to understand to respect And to comunicate.
~Flat lining ~
Trying something different an sharing how I felt years ago in a canoe accident.
earth sounds
This too is a poem by little Kaitlyn. in the early morning, I hear birds singing a joyful song late afternoon, I hear cars going back and forth I then hear an owl singing it's late night song these are the sounds of earth that warm my hear
color thoughts
This poem was written by my 8 year old granddaughter, Kaitlyn. as I see colors, I think of you you are my darling, my rose of joy my angel sent down from heaven each glance of your beautiful face makes a rainbow appear somebody may say that yo
Beaten and pushed away (lyrics)
i wrote this for a co-worker who's boyfriend was beating her up,i tried to help her,but she did'nt want it,today she's still with him,and puts up with his crap,i can never understand why a girl would stick up for someone like this....unbelieveable!!!
canyon blues
canyon blues there are a couple ways to look at it traveling alone that is without a mate unencumbered by partner, passenger or plan on one hand you can go when & where & stay early or late hike a canyon or pee beside the road anytime you lik
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LIKE A BOOK
My perception
The Awakening
Just thoughts!
Where Does OUR Faith In God Lie...?
An idea brought-upon from a Bible Study group - the intention was to write one 91) sentence on YOUR faith in God; instead, I chose a different path...
Rememberance
Your spirit emanates within our hearts The ‘covenant of destiny’ graciously fulfilled Memories ‘precious’… never left-behind OUR Father’s love endures forevermore
The Sanctity Of Love
I wrote this poem during my transition back home (another crossroad)...
Truth Voiced
An appreciation to the many teachers and pastors that have graced my life with their words of wisdom...
Know Who You Are
This is my 1st poem...