Don't ever think it's hard, my dear,
Don't ever let your yearning stop.
If left of us is just a fear
Don't think of fear - think of hope.
If hope is all that's left of years,
Don't let them make your yearning stop.
If ever hope leaves trace of tears,
Don't ever let your tears fall.
If any doubt in words sincere
Makes heart once beating fast just stop,
Give hope a try, make heart believe it,
Life's motto is: give better chance to hope.
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
Hoping for better days to come.
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There is no possibility of this continuing in the way you think it is
We've reached that place of "Us,' where everyone else is in the room looking at the pictures seeing what isn't there.
Their noses turn up, their eyes rise, with nothing else left but to criticize and say what has she done to end this fairytale.
And so the blame gets handed down to me like a dried out Christmas fruit cake. Nobody truly remembers where it's from.
I try so hard to get them out the door and be alone with you, so that you can finally feel comfortable in telling me the truth.
You lie so I can fix you, make it seem so easy compared to how its been, but DAMN love, it's your turn to fix you instead.
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Posted: Jul 2011
About this poem:
Written in the wee hours of 7-2-11. Ever have problems sleeping due to humidity and wake up countless times to either blankly stare at the wall, or write poetry? I did that. And I was thinking of my 1st love, who wants me back and loves my advice. But he has demons to fight still, and I'm not their slayer. It's time for him to fix his own damn problems.
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Streets full of escapades
low light in city lamps
neon liquid deliverance
An ounce of beauty
Marilyn is better than a pound
of feigned intent
Go marshal the heathens
realise the rogue lies
in all that pearls
Wolf gathering seeps
troopships after dark
shells for sacrifice
Raise it on the hill
barrels and garnish
last Indian standing
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Posted: Jan 2023
About this poem:
random thoughts flowing..
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I wish to see a day of storm,
Of flying rocks and thousand roses
I wish could go where no one knows
if I must go or even thought it.
I wish could fly away the sky
And find a universe of dreams
That never was, were never gone
Just timber quietly for me.
I wish could be a giant Shark
And swim the ocean just for pleasure
Could go so deep where no one was
And see the real black colour’s danger.
I wish to see the eyes of one
A one who I don’t know or dream of
Just a surprise between the folks
A momentaneus whisper’s fever.
I wish could know what were my dreams
And how to walk without a meaning
Where was my way, if ever been
Where went the day when I’ve been clever.
I wish, but wishes never happen
I see, but views are never true
I fly, gad no wings, direction either
I talk, but never say true word for You.
I try to spell the world’s imagine
I try to follow my past handy steps
I try to know the dreams I gad now
I try to love, but there is no sense of it.
Would say - there’s sense in all that lines
Would number reasons, rules, a meaning
Would call my self a foolish pride
But
should just have cup of sleeping tee.
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Posted: Nov 2012
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Are your eyes brown
Or are they blue
Either way I'm your clown
Either way I'm your fool
No one thinks that you owe it to me
Ah what's that word apology
Oh shrug your shoulders and pout your lips
I guess that's as good as it gets
How many players do you have
Waiting in line to play the game
Flash their eyes and cause the pain
Writing doesn't give me a headache does it you
But I'm really getting tired
Tired of the game of brown or blue
There's someone sitting down
And a pitcher of beer on the table
Are the memories becoming clear now
I guess my words are never on cue
But why don't you both make a toast to brown or blue
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Posted: Mar 2017
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i'm moving with the speed of light
the power of thought is who
project me this sight
out of nothing the science people said
God damn it,i don't know anymore
what is bright.
my child'll ask for explication
how can i tell
he is an accident of universe
You know the new young generation
doesn't believe so easy the Big Bang fairytail.
how can i tell to my mum
God only exist
in that part of your brain
is developed by individual.
now i'm sitting on the stool
in this corner at the bar
looking silly like a fool
staring at this chick so cool
her forms are like a painting
of the famous Michelangelo
she wakes me up and all my atoms
in my body start dancing crazy
i'm sweating like a teenager
in the front of x movie
what a outrageous energy
what playboy mansion..what sillicon conversion
this is Real out of nothing
pure sensation..is this universe migration
who create this lines and shapes
a wormhole..God..the flame of atoms.
Please don't doubt the existance of me
i'm back in my shell
calm down
i'll remind my role to myself
i'm born to grow..to give birt..
and to die....continuously.
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Posted: Dec 2010
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our existence..why we've to know..
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Author: Unknown
Along the hallways of my mind, many strewn with discarded thoughts.
Concealed behind closed doors redundant memories linger still.
Old age brings forth clouds of confusion that separates from reality.
As I struggle for reasons sake in its place brings turmoil and doubts.
Travelling many corridors they all with unconscious secrets to unfold.
Has time her bitter hand of fate deprived me now of those hidden joys.
Or will I feel before the end the promise this lonely heart has yearned?
For she who waits beyond the void appears to me in dreams untold.
I cannot bear this ache inside the waiting now begins its final challenge.
Will this everlasting love be reconciled that ever was written in the stars?
Can two souls be as one regardless of that which denies loves fulfilment?
To believe that what is meant to be will these hearts that bind arrange.
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Posted: Mar 2011
About this poem:
This life shows us many paths to walk but only one leads to true love.
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Author: Unknown
Words become a sword
when we cut someone
if they should be cruel
Such become a weapon
when they run you through
piercing the very heart of you.
Sometimes deliberate,
often in haste,
many times unintentional
Still, they cut
for we are
hasty of tongue
Bitter and sweet
both do meet
when people speak
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Posted: Apr 2011
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I watch clouds, they hurry on their way
Light and fluffy, as messages at play
Telling a story, for those that wait
Reading the sky, taking a break
From daily life, also hurrying past
Minute by minute, time cannot last
And as those clouds, quickly chase
Thoughts-memories, in constant haste
Time to relax, and control our time
Take a deep breath, drifting is fine
Everyone needs, to be in control
Breathe in peace, refuel the soul
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
What we need over time can change, sometimes taking a step back, can give us a better view.....
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dear world do me one fever be real is all i ask but i know dear world you can not showing me is too hard for you maybe you can show just one time your world dear world then i will showinmg you my world deall
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Posted: Mar 2014
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