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Played a fool
Played a fool
Cried enough tears to fill a pool
I thought you were my missing jewel
I was never anything more then a toy
Used by you, a baby boy
Took away all of my joy
You knocked me down
Give me a week
I'll be back on my feet
I'm glad I saw you for who you are
Time to get in my car
Drive away far
There has to be somebody who will love me
Now to dust off my knees
dry my eyes
Hear no more lies
Say my good byes
Cried enough tears to fill a pool
I thought you were my missing jewel
I was never anything more then a toy
Used by you, a baby boy
Took away all of my joy
You knocked me down
Give me a week
I'll be back on my feet
I'm glad I saw you for who you are
Time to get in my car
Drive away far
There has to be somebody who will love me
Now to dust off my knees
dry my eyes
Hear no more lies
Say my good byes
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Posted: Jan 2016
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love not war
In war we see ugly visions
faces of blind twisted hate,
clouds in bitter conflict
the dimming of loves light.
Armed with the Devil's tools
inflicting mass cruelty,
evil destruction on a wide scale
killing innocence torture ,rape ,plundering
suffering little children,be merciful
families sanctuaries peace overturned.
Tortured with pain,
leaving a legacy of hurt
laced with suffering scars,
mourning rivers of tears.
Killing machines
trained without feelings,
sorrow flows humbly
upon fields of battle,
soaking the earth
blood of our brothers
spilt upon the soil.
Drenched weeping ,
love you are an angel of peace,
forever living inside
guiding each and every one of us,
our forever lighting soul
finding the beauty
within this world ,
peace not Hell bent on her destruction,
light of eternal joy and truth
shines always in the end.
faces of blind twisted hate,
clouds in bitter conflict
the dimming of loves light.
Armed with the Devil's tools
inflicting mass cruelty,
evil destruction on a wide scale
killing innocence torture ,rape ,plundering
suffering little children,be merciful
families sanctuaries peace overturned.
Tortured with pain,
leaving a legacy of hurt
laced with suffering scars,
mourning rivers of tears.
Killing machines
trained without feelings,
sorrow flows humbly
upon fields of battle,
soaking the earth
blood of our brothers
spilt upon the soil.
Drenched weeping ,
love you are an angel of peace,
forever living inside
guiding each and every one of us,
our forever lighting soul
finding the beauty
within this world ,
peace not Hell bent on her destruction,
light of eternal joy and truth
shines always in the end.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Aug 2014
About this poem:
i heard on the news a school got bombed murder of children and teachers monsters do this to someone is this the world we live in no one says nothing to a war crime anymore nowhere is a santury evil deeds little children i bow my head in their shame
Bye Bye Facebook
We had our ups,
we had our downs
Lost friends and family,
lovers you helped me find.
But now it's time for us to part,
too many unwanted memories,
I need a new start.
So no more post or status updates,
goodbye Facebook,
our time was great.
Hence to all my friends,
If you got my number,
give me a call.
But if u don't and want it,
just let me know.
As the curtains falls,
goodbye Facebook and that was all.
we had our downs
Lost friends and family,
lovers you helped me find.
But now it's time for us to part,
too many unwanted memories,
I need a new start.
So no more post or status updates,
goodbye Facebook,
our time was great.
Hence to all my friends,
If you got my number,
give me a call.
But if u don't and want it,
just let me know.
As the curtains falls,
goodbye Facebook and that was all.
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Posted: Oct 2013
About this poem:
Unwanted updates that you don't want to see, new relationship status, someone else not me. Wasting my time flicking through past photos and recalling happy and unhappy memories of a life that's been, dwelling in the past on an electronic society. Already addicted to too many things, quitting FB is a start.
Yet to Come
Moon, star and skies
Wish they could hear some cries
about the lonely girl
about the broken pearl
dear Master Wind,
please blow this shallow mind,
release pain and left it all behind
and tomorrow is about to define
Ring your bell and save the day
questioning what God about to play
for the life goes on its way
nothing left here but the black and grey.
If I cry now would you mind to hear
for this heart would no longer to be here
Lead me to empty space without my dear
and the silence would be my only fear.
Wish they could hear some cries
about the lonely girl
about the broken pearl
dear Master Wind,
please blow this shallow mind,
release pain and left it all behind
and tomorrow is about to define
Ring your bell and save the day
questioning what God about to play
for the life goes on its way
nothing left here but the black and grey.
If I cry now would you mind to hear
for this heart would no longer to be here
Lead me to empty space without my dear
and the silence would be my only fear.
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Posted: Aug 2013
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^_^ too shame to describe what i feel now...
who needs reality without you
deep emotions
flying up so high
beyond the blue horizon
yet acutely hanging
on the limbs of my pains
burning devotions
of a wilted, wasted, love
stoned and frayed pride
my weakness is my shield
sheltering myself upon
this acute sensations
of raw and injurious emotions
if only my strength is back
and my mind intact
and break away
from this delusions
and recycled games of pain
over and over again
but as I embrace
to face and welcome
one more time,
my shattered tomorrow
might as well settle
in the comfort
of my hallucinations
because what is my choice
but to say:
who wants reality without you!
flying up so high
beyond the blue horizon
yet acutely hanging
on the limbs of my pains
burning devotions
of a wilted, wasted, love
stoned and frayed pride
my weakness is my shield
sheltering myself upon
this acute sensations
of raw and injurious emotions
if only my strength is back
and my mind intact
and break away
from this delusions
and recycled games of pain
over and over again
but as I embrace
to face and welcome
one more time,
my shattered tomorrow
might as well settle
in the comfort
of my hallucinations
because what is my choice
but to say:
who wants reality without you!
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Posted: Feb 2014
About this poem:
still thousands more of dark and morbid writes as a testament of my undying (yet wilted and wasted) love.but the good news is I am now free..healed and moved on..
but yet the mark of this love in my heart lives on....endless...no other way..
dead tissue
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its a dead issue
it was never love
there was only dead tissue
when i felt your touch
then like a crawling infection
i peeled you away from my skin
drifting through these collections
of our guilty bliss
my enlightened rash of negativity
is you inspiring the warm side of me
burning away the day
extinguishing all the sound
bleeding through collapsing veins
you'll no longer drag me down
because your language is undesired
an incantation for dragging demons from the coals
i once felt your love with such a passionate fire
but now your voice tunes in then sinks down below
but what i've learned i will gain from this
giant sized and you my dear i'll never regret
but this gift of love i will take with me
and like a child i will watch it grow patiently
~ JJF ~
its a dead issue
it was never love
there was only dead tissue
when i felt your touch
then like a crawling infection
i peeled you away from my skin
drifting through these collections
of our guilty bliss
my enlightened rash of negativity
is you inspiring the warm side of me
burning away the day
extinguishing all the sound
bleeding through collapsing veins
you'll no longer drag me down
because your language is undesired
an incantation for dragging demons from the coals
i once felt your love with such a passionate fire
but now your voice tunes in then sinks down below
but what i've learned i will gain from this
giant sized and you my dear i'll never regret
but this gift of love i will take with me
and like a child i will watch it grow patiently
~ JJF ~
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Posted: Jun 2014
About this poem:
though lovers be lost love shall not~ Dylan Thomas ~
I wish I could talk to you
I want to talk to you so much
Although our fate
And life journeys are so different
I want to talk to you
About trifles
Which are not worthy
Of your attention ,
About a stranger
Who is passing by,
About something unequivocally deep,
About the Eye,
Watching all of us,
About what I dreamt
Last night..
I want to talk to you so much
But you are silent
And it will never change.....
I wish I could talk to you
Although our fate
And life journeys are so different
I want to talk to you
About trifles
Which are not worthy
Of your attention ,
About a stranger
Who is passing by,
About something unequivocally deep,
About the Eye,
Watching all of us,
About what I dreamt
Last night..
I want to talk to you so much
But you are silent
And it will never change.....
I wish I could talk to you
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Posted: Jan 2021
About this poem:
sometimes you miss talking to people who left your life...online today!Unfaithful
He tries to kiss away her tears
That flow like rivulets of melted lead
To her pillow.
Inconsolable the salty flood
Courses wetly down the
Anguished aspect of her face -
As she cries out her sorrow.
For he has been unfaithful
(She knows it, though she hasn't proof).
She shoves him rudely away
To sleep in a separate bed;-
And they will part tomorrow.
© lovecanbereal
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That flow like rivulets of melted lead
To her pillow.
Inconsolable the salty flood
Courses wetly down the
Anguished aspect of her face -
As she cries out her sorrow.
For he has been unfaithful
(She knows it, though she hasn't proof).
She shoves him rudely away
To sleep in a separate bed;-
And they will part tomorrow.
© lovecanbereal
All rights reserved
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Posted: Dec 2016
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Unlit and dreary room
It's half past midnight
and I'm all alone
in this unlit
and dreary room
cold and unforgiving
are memories of
shattered emotions
beyond forgetting,
always hovering
the past that wilted in the wind
haunting the hell out of me
endlessly
as I feel all alone
broken
lifeless
in this dreary
cold, sad
and unlit room.
and I'm all alone
in this unlit
and dreary room
cold and unforgiving
are memories of
shattered emotions
beyond forgetting,
always hovering
the past that wilted in the wind
haunting the hell out of me
endlessly
as I feel all alone
broken
lifeless
in this dreary
cold, sad
and unlit room.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2016
About this poem:
In honor of my past.
~A dropple of rain~
Did you ever gaze the stars
When the sun was out
Did you blow a gentle breeze
While the air was still
Did you hold that special moment that not another one did
Were you sculpted from such or did another shape break
Strewn cross the floor
A lovers ensemble
Of wings that adapt
To emotions portrayed
Did you ever wipe the droplets
Of rain beading down
Mixed in tears
Taking frowns
Away from your face
You say you never,
Have you held
that moment in brief
Such an innocent mind
Calibrated thief
Right and left fisted
You scour to dig
Some past that reckons
Yet,always
Comes, to re-nig
Virtue's a dream brought on by thought
What you had, what you held
Became virtual trot.
As her shoes walk a past of distant unknown
She becomes where she's at
Where she chose to be gone.
~Bentlee~
When the sun was out
Did you blow a gentle breeze
While the air was still
Did you hold that special moment that not another one did
Were you sculpted from such or did another shape break
Strewn cross the floor
A lovers ensemble
Of wings that adapt
To emotions portrayed
Did you ever wipe the droplets
Of rain beading down
Mixed in tears
Taking frowns
Away from your face
You say you never,
Have you held
that moment in brief
Such an innocent mind
Calibrated thief
Right and left fisted
You scour to dig
Some past that reckons
Yet,always
Comes, to re-nig
Virtue's a dream brought on by thought
What you had, what you held
Became virtual trot.
As her shoes walk a past of distant unknown
She becomes where she's at
Where she chose to be gone.
~Bentlee~
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Posted: Apr 2017
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