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Unknown

One becomes Two becomes One

When One becomes Two
Is it love blossoming again
Or is it simply pain
Feeling feelings old and new

Should we not be happy
With all of our heart
When we should be together
Why are we apart

Love is tough
Life is rough
In juggled balls
One often falls


Two again becomes One
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Posted: May 2014
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Droye

Unheard Heart...!

In the past of me, I could see the immortal time bringing you closer to me,
Hair strands flying tenderly, smiling purely, your eyes unnoticing me.
I could feel the change in my heart, breathing deeply.
Chilling air hugs, and that heavenly fall of rain, started accompanying me.
Staring deep in my eyes looking at that mirror, I said to self
“Dear ,something is changed”
Yesterday you were I, but today you seem unnamed.
There came a time when I wanted only you,
Looking at the half moon, whispering to Heaven’s crew
Unnoticed were my feelings, unheard was my heart,
Before I gathered courage to speak, Baby you depart.
I could not think, I could not smile
World seemed changed for eternity and a while
Nights were lonesome, only tears to swallow
I thought I will find you some day, but was no inscriptions to follow.
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
When i lost her...
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Droye

floating Heart..

Time heals, time depart, time burns my soul ,
These craving silent nights pass and I crawl.
Was unseen my love?
Was unheard my voice Honey??
Winds sing to me, heaven stares at me,
But still I’m so lonely?
Come to me and hug me tight,
Envelope me in your arms & lets have that pillow fight..
I wanna love you, I wanna feel you, I wanna cry,
Listen to my heart, say something to me, & my eyes are dry.

The rose you gave me that day in rain,
That notebook is still adoring its smell,
could you please, bring it again???
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Posted: May 2014
About this poem:
Written in your memories.
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Joseph1112

Fire

It often gives warmth and comfort but now
for me, it serves a different purpose.
This is a purging, a cleansing by fire
and everything must burn like me for you!
Love letters, old photographs, the clothes you
bought me, the watch, all your gifts, everything
you've given me must be destroyed! And were I not
to suffer terrible pain and be consumed by it's flame,
I too would enter, if only to quell this burning desire
I have for you and these thoughts and memories
seared in my mind for all eternity!
J.S.
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Posted: Mar 2014
About this poem:
Tough breakup, I'm ok now, really! Not good with punctuation hope it makes sense! Just what I felt at the time...
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Unknown

THE RAiN

eachday seems like the same.. cloud after cloud, after drk cloud.. the sound of the rain. forever falling and never distant, my calmings after the storm? the ending of these long days, i've embraced, like winter blanket to be warm. why does life consist of such yr round dwnpours? light w/o contrast, as my oppinion without yours.
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
lol didnt have enough room to finish this poem.. heres the ending. the rain cont. 'spinning on axsis, prostrating on all floors...never stops the rain.
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SnowCoveredMuse

Me? Miss you?

Me? Miss you?


These are not tears for I do not cry,
No trails of wetness, salted tears
puddling, falling in my ears....
Or blackened patterns from wounded eyes.
Trails of mascara, telling lies.
No histrionics or swollen cheeks,
vacant orbs in need of sleep,
Only I can set these free
These things are a part of me,
Never showing fear or pain
holding tightly to my reign
Holding tightly so I won't fall
exposing me a fool to all
Sparkling wetness glistens still
I hold it in, it will not spill.
And draw a pathway to my soul
where he had tethered his control.

~SAS~
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Posted: May 2014
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Satanic_Overlord

The Undead

A battered land with corpses ahead...
Not a fragment of peace in this valley of the dead...
They were murdered, yet no blood is around ...
They had died, yet no drop of tear strikes the ground.

They were our companions, yet died alone in pain...
"This massacre occurred for our personal gain" they say ...
They atleast deserve a grave, yet there they lie ....
"This land is filled," that's how We lie .

Their warmth is now cold, like the climate outside...
The clouds cover the wasteland, riving the darkside...
Yet I walk, to face the horrors lying in the dark...
I am soo sure, its gonna leave a memorable mark.

The chaos spreads, as the clouds moves ahead...
oh the horror! on the sand now walks the undead...
They feed on each other, to satisfy their needs...
"I want some more"they pledge, as they greed.

I start running, to see the end ...
'This graveyard', I realized that had never ever began...
As I picked pace, I reached nowhere...
The hope of survivors laughed, as I searched elsewhere.

I opened my eyes, and this is what I see...
Humanity my companion, murdered without grief...
I, Ur Soul, survived becoz of the undead's need...
Should I too close my eyes to this massacre ...
Like U did, without Shame, Guilt or Grief ???
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Posted: Apr 2014
About this poem:
A poem on how today's world is... how we all are undead coz we all lost the feeling of love, childish eagerness, brotherhood, forgiving nature... all becoz of the competitive world in which we are living ... We all lost our Humanity .... we all lost the right to call ourselves Human Being!!!
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fjamesj9701

My Darkest Place

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Black is made up of many colors, you can find them all inside
I too became this color from everything I hide
But shine your upon me I become transparent then I glow
Just like a prism bending light I am a colorful rainbow
But without you I am translucent, dull, and uninspired
Until you place your hand in mine and then our worlds are set on fire
And when everything is consumed but the ashes burning an image of your face
Into my mind behind my eyes I find my refuge back in my darkest place
Where I say hello to the stinging wasp inside my head
And then I say goodbye to the butterflies trapped inside my neck
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Posted: Feb 2013
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SnowCoveredMuse

Heart a Flame

Heart A Flame


Heart of fire
floating in a sea of flames
-- unquenchable.

White-hot passion releasing
green sparks of envy that are
-- undeniable.


Shunning all others
it seeks only that which seems
-- unattainable.


Beware then this
my heart of fire for it is
-- unmerciful.

~SAS
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Posted: Apr 2014
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SnowCoveredMuse

Frozen Snipers of the Heart~Inspired by Liam

Frozen Snipers of the Heart

As the year fades,
so does the light,
like an icy moon,
stretching out her fingers
to crystallize the hearts of
all those she touches

Leering up behind my love
never seeing from which side he comes
his face just a distant misty dream of
that which can never come to pass

It is hard to believe sometimes
that a heart can remain hidden
behind the castellated battlements of pain,
training its sights on lonely prey
picking them off the horizon with
the accuracy of the snipers' fire
as they drop
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Posted: Apr 2014
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