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salamuna

Insomnia

I cannot
Fall asleep,
Who can teach me
To stop time?
Please give me
A sign
The minutes are ticking
So quickly
But I still cannot
Fall asleep,

I cannot sail away
On a frigate of my fantasies,
I cannot stay
By the shores of my illusions,
I can not extinguish
Lanterns
My thoughts are like
Pedestrians
Walking in darkness
Without rules

Can you help me?
My solo friend
Will you sing me?
A song
To attract
Morpheus ?
Do not be afraid,
Be an angel to me
I will not dare
To offend you,
I'm quiet when
I cannot fall asleep

Exactly at midnight
a drummer begins
Wound up.
He jumps
Down and up
Hitting my sleepless brain

I cannot fall asleep.
Here you are my sweet Ankou
In white clothes
I’ve stolen
Your years
And
Left you only my tears
And youth

I still cannot fall asleep...
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Posted: Jun 2018
About this poem:
Ive written it some time ago. But the problem is still with me......
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Elfustacio

Un pensamiento triste

When the time went by
I keep asking myself why
I gave my life to you
I should have known
I should have understood
I gave you my heart
but you betrayed me with Bart
my ingenuity followed your fragility
now I know it was not love but just an illusion
you in my life were just confusion
when police asked me why you shot down that woman
when love becomes hate
is a sad thought
to the hell it me brought
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Posted: Jul 2018
About this poem:
Well..l guess you all are thinking..hey man you are in the wrong place here is full of poets
and words artisans..but l love and enjoy the situations kind of ..the wrong place in the wrong moment
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Happygolucky4uonline today!

Somewhere Between The Lies

Truth was just a hidden moment, so fleeting passing by

It laid somewhere in between the valleys,of the mass of lies

To be pulled out like a weapon, to use along with tears you cried

Tears no longer have a meaning, with my hope they lay side by side

I will now pick up the pieces,of my tattered wounded pride

I will not even bother mourning, for the love that did die


I've wasted enough time, so I will just let it go

You have said enough, I no longer need to know

Truth was like a turtle, it seemed to arrive so slow

So keep your stories of sadness, your made up woe

I have learned from this, and you I did out grow

Don't be sad, cause your halo lost its glow



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Posted: Jul 2013
About this poem:
I went out last night and seen something that brought this poem to my mind. It has given much to think about. I was married a long time. It seems some think cheating does not hurt anyone. I was shocked at how some parade their cheating around. Do they use a parade of lies to justify it?
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Ronnie779

STAY

People that i get to like
Always go away
Is it me?
Or is it them?
I hug my loneliness
Round me
Like a worn-out overcoat
Threadbare and tattered
Never let them get too close
Hide the emotions well
Don’t let your face
Tell what’s going on inside
Let them in
You know how it will end
Tears and heartache
-And wanting them to
S.T.A.Y.
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Posted: Jan 2016
About this poem:
Inspired by personal feelings at times and by the theme from 'interstellar'-'S.T.A.Y.'
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Ronnie779

MORNING

I wake
And rise to face another day
The mornings cold
And the sky is grey

Sipping my coffee
And looking at bills
Check my emails
And scammers again

Romance rejections
And I write some
Poems again
Songs of longing

I can retreat into
The vistas of my mind
Where time stands still
And anything could be real

Blurring my perception
Between here and there
As we play the game
That we all have to partake

Of Life
Of love
Of loneliness
Of oneness

So begins another day...
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Posted: Jun 2018
About this poem:
I was listening to some old Harry Chapin tracks on you tube and i was moved to write this... it a mash up of feelings i felt from hearing such songs as 'W.O.L.D', 'Circles', 'Taxi' and 'A better place to be'...Listening to Chapin always stirs my emotions up, as i think of the problems of life in these times.
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salamuna

Acceptance

If there is a song, there must be words,
If there is night , there must be day
If there is a body, there must be soul,
If there is a step , there must be trace,
If there is darkness, there must be light.
Every star has its own piece of sky,
Every sea has a drop of rain.
Each apple has a place to fall,
Each thief has something to stole
Every day is rough and
Every night comes quietness
Do I want to change this world?
Or can I accept as it is?
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Posted: May 2018
About this poem:
it was just a current mood
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EyeLook4U

Flat Tired Flat Broke

Flat tired flat broke
A cowboy without a saddle
And I'm out of rope

No matter where I travel
Land or sea her memory
Always stays afloat

Every night I sleep beneath a thousand mile sky
With all those stars shinning down
But sleep don't come till early dawn I yawn
Drinking flat coffee as I drive to town

Flat tire no spare
I think I've been there before
Flat tired flat broke I can't take anymore
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Posted: May 2018
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Ripnzl

Me compared to you

Why do you think am I ugly with that gross look you give me?Why do you think I am invisible why you ignore me?Why do you think I stink why you move away from me?Why you calling me deaf?Why you calling me useless?Why you calling me dumb? Many questions I ask you, but yet so many truths you don’t tell. Why?Before you met me I had the best, the richest, and the famous smile in my face.You’ve seen them smile on screen. Before you met me I’ve talked to the best, the richest, and the famous in person.You’ve talked to them on the internet.Before you met me I had the best, the richest, and the famous ask me to sit by them.You’ve had a picture of them by your side.I've owned a million dollar house.You rent a house.I've owned a million dollar boat.You own a rubber boat.I've owned a helicopter.You own a kite.I've owned a Lamborghini.You own a Mazda.I've travelled the world.You've travelled your country. I've met the best in the world.You've met the best in your country.I’m in a wheelchair now.The closest you will get is a ride in a wheelbarrow.I’m on a walking frame now.The closest you will get is crutches.I walk with a leg brace & a limp now.The closest you will get is a leg cast.I played lots of sports,but now I’m just one of them on the side line.I have barriers now.You have none.I can do certain things you can do,but many I cannot.I take pills for the rest of my life now.You take pills for a headache.My dreams are miles away now.Yours are right next to you.Once you read what my life was like before it will tell you there was more to me than what you see.Before I ended up like this I use to discriminate the disabled,weak,ugly,and odd.I made fun of the disabled,weak,ugly,and odd.Anything for a good laugh and attention.One night a friend & I stopped to help a few strangers,but thanks to that night it changed what I thought of the disabled,weak,ugly,and odd.That night changed me forever....for the better in small ways,for the worse in bigger ways.When I was in that rehab centre I met disabled people who lived a life I wish I had.I met unemployed people,plumbers, cops,lawyers,teachers,etc.All who have a mental and/or physical disability now.I met rich people whose family main concern was their wealth and not them.I met those who could speak many languages,but now they struggle to say one word. I had family members and strangers talk to me as if they had a Masters Degree in disabilities,but yet they had none of the kind. I had family members and strangers talk loudly to me as if I was deaf,but yet did they know they were making me deaf.I had family members and strangers who thought they knew what was best for me,but really they only knew what was best for them. So much I wanted to try,but yet so much I wasn’t allowed too. So much I knew I could do on my own,but yet so much they didn’t want to see,as they knew they would lose the title of controlling me. I was smothered and babied when I really wanted was some breathing space.I needed to know for myself what my strength and weaknesses were,and I wasn't gonna know if they didn't know.Since living in this world life is harder now than it was before.Disrespect waits for me every day. Hardship waits for me every day.The only time I get none of that is when I’m around people with the same physical and/or mental disability as I.You hear it.You see it.You read it.You don’t know what this world is really like until you live it.I try to hide it,I try to deny it,but the more I try the more it stands out.This world I live now has made me show respect to the disabled,weak,ugly,and odd.This is a world I’m sorry I discriminated.One day....At any time....At any place....For no apparent reason, you could end-up on the HMS Disabled.Don't say it will never happen to you, because that’s what I said until now,
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Posted: May 2018
About this poem:
It tells you the life I lived before I became physically disabled. It tells you what I saw and experienced and still experiencing.
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EyeLook4U

No Man Is An Island

No man is an island
That's what they say
Seems I've been stranded here forever and a day

A place where friday never came
And no story can be written
About a man with no name

The sunset looks like an echo upon the waves
No one can hear me all my dreams are adrift forever gone
Author unknown
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Posted: Apr 2018
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EyeLook4U

Too Blue To Cry

I'm too sad to sing but not too sad to write
I'm too tired to dream
But I'll dream tonight

I'm too blue to cry
But not too blue to say what makes me blue
I guess I'm just missing you

Winter lingers on the sky is gray again
There's a red bird resting on a limb
Wish that little red bird would sing a hymn

Cause I'm too blue to cry
But not too blue to say what makes me blue
I guess I'm just missing you
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Posted: Apr 2018
About this poem:
listed this poem as sadness but there needs to be a choice that says the blues you can sing out the blues sadness is related to depression I'm not depress just have the blues
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