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Unknown

"YOU" P.

"YOU"
"P"
I gave you
Approximately
4 weeks of my life
Guesstimate
I had faith in the human race
Sometimes numerous hours texting back and forth on connecting singles
For most of a day
Or deep into the night
Investing much time into you
Thought I found my
soul mate
Loved your smile
Loved your quick wit
Sense of humor
You brought out the best in me
I created
Custom made
Poetry for you
If u had doubts of my character
It would of been
nice for you to
Ask me some questions
Vs. jumping to conclusions
Have led a clean life
At some point someone with A Brit. Accent called me
Asked for two different female names
Brief disconnected
I had given u my number for emergency u didn't request it
But u didn't save it
At some point u disappeared for a week saying your computer had failed
Then about a week later contacted each other
After some time
I asked you to call me
You did it first sounded like a Spanish accent then went to
Brit. Accent was that a robot
Thing going on?
You said it wouldn't happen again but it happened twice
Now u r long gone
How could u be that intense w another and be fake
Was it fake insincere
Did u become ill
Get in an accident?
All I know now is I am distant
Guarded
The sting was too great
I think I will seek out a local
Friendship
Vs.
A
Replay of the above
Trust broken
Hurt
Don't think the success rate
Is probable
But not a quitter
Rachael_0622
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Posted: Nov 2019
About this poem:
On line dating
Who knows the truth
I don't
???
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Grace2018

The World of Einstein and me

Last night I still took you to bed
Touched your little head
Your sad eyes stare
The sun is still shining today
You're already cold
Lay down well
Sleeping with eyes open
My Einstein
Tomorrow autumn rain will fall on your grave

And the world is always the world of yesterday
Rise from the winter chair
I'm still worried
disturb you curled up
Always touch your head
Say "Go back to sleep, Tantan"——
Big hairs with dirty
Dandy with graceful gait
Gifted singer knowing nothing
Pull down cactus
The burglar who buried the bun in the flowerpot
Only two seconds bloody battle in your life
Raising wounded paw for my inspection
As defeated General with the broken flag
Looking for the Medal of Comfort
Flying on to my bed, occupying my seat
Close tracking, Limit jumping
Quickly surrendering, always suspecting
Three turns around a tree, where to pee?
Playful and popular
A little skin-broken, thousand times grievances
Every time I go home
There's always you waiting behind the door
Just like the sun scatters the clouds
Happily reunited after the robbery
My Einstein

Still behind our glass
Little Tantan, I hold you
Look out of the window, the another world
The sky has colours you haven't seen before
Draw layers of white clouds and you
Draw the bleak four seasons fleeing at full speed
Look at the Yellow ginkgo tree
Osmanthus blooms
Holly bears green fruit
Creeping purple grass all over the ground
Neither you nor I know their name
Deep water and green riverbanks
Five wild flowers are sweet and empty
protecting and Washing and irrigating
Why do the blossoms last for many years?
With you on the side, the ceremony as usual
I'm busy, You're watching
Your nose is still sharp
All that disappears is the illusion world
Tantan
Remember which benevolent planet you came from
Remember the way home
And in the afternoon sun
What I told you in your ear

Einstein
Sometimes you are so arrogant
No calling your full name
No bothering to look back
The scenery that you missed
made me to burst into tears
You just lie down beside me calmly
Complying with the agreement since ancient times
Hide the biscuits under my pillow
Welcome me home
Vicissitudes of life
My treasure, your indifference
Constant world in your heart
Chaos and confusion in my eyes
Companion in my life, suddenly the distant stars
Without warmth or cold, is there any sunshine ?
I look at you so worried
You look back at me the same way
How can I comfort you?
Everything will be fleeting
You know I'm happy for birds
Sad for deciduous
Einstein
You're happy and you're sad
Needless to say, neither to hide
One day
Snowstorm will cover up all life
Take away our humble wishes
—— be concentric with no lonely
My breath is your life
You are between me and the moon

Under the broad shade of cedar trees
Behind the lush marigold bushes
At noon you are buried with the sun
Still night I wander under the moon
Take all the words
Tell you again
You're not there in three days.
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Posted: Nov 2019
About this poem:
Einstein is my dog, he passed 2 months ago, he has been with me for 13 years, he is my son.
This poem is for him.
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Gritante

THE HOPE FOR YOU

I’m not afraid, I just hope
I breathe, I listen and I see
Anxiety, passion and despair
Happiness, love and desire.
Come. But come to stay
Respect what we can have
And I’ll be your sun and you be my moonlight.
Together you’ll be one to grow.
You are whatever you want to be,
But for me it will smell of flower
With perfume of eternal longing.
You have nothing to fear.
Lost in knots of love strings
We are entitled to mad happiness.
Shut my mouth with yours
I’ll lead you to that place
Follow the road, turn in madness
Skirts the pain and goes into 'Love'...
I don’t need you to be eternal
Even if you swear to me in love
I just want to look and be able to trust
Not afraid of the scars of pain
Wipe away the ghosts of the past
And conquer what I’ve always wanted
Open your once-closed heart
Waiting for you, to be happy!
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Posted: Oct 2019
About this poem:
THE HOPE FOR YOU
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ManicCC

I DREAM OF YOU

I dream of you
Do dreams come true
I hope so
Cos I dream of you

Behind closed eyes
Asleep at night
I kiss you
Behind my closed eyes

When morning comes and starts a brand-new day
It fills me more than words really say
The love that grows
That won’t go slow
Try not show
But the dreams the night-time brings won’t go away

You’re in my arms
You feel so warm
Love-ing you
You’re here in my arms

Holding me tight
Asleep at night
I need you
Holding me so tight

But when morning comes and starts a another day
You still fill my thoughts in every single way
I try not show
But It won’t go slow
This love that grows
And the dreams the night-time brings are here to stay

Behind closed eyes
All through the night
I love you
Behind my closed eyes

I dream of you
Can dreams come true
I hope so
Cos I dream of you
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Posted: Nov 2019
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Unknown

Hot stuff

Hot stuff story
Can a relationship last being separated
Knew a man that was a
Very
good craftsman
Good with his hands
One of the good ole'
Country boys
Superb dancer lover
Great Rhythm
From his smile
To his cowboy boots
And lovely jeans
Lovely legs to watch dancing
Accepted a job out of town
Left his girlfriend at home
He was so good at his craft carpentry
From the
*Int'l Brotherhood of Carpenters Union Workers
(IBCW) or is it Construction Workers?
Not (IBEW) Electrical Workers
Of top Caliber in his craft
Rarely found by a boss
Top knotch he was in all ways
In his personal life:
Very Luscious lips
Good kisser
Mmmm ...
*In business a Superb Asset in the work force
That his boss kept on asking him to stay longer
And said it would only be just days or weeks longer
Meanwhile he would call home and say honey
It's only gonna be a little while longer
Days turned into weeks
Weeks turned into months
He needed the money so he stayed
His woman said I need your kisses
Your good lovin'
Warning him she could not stand not having him
She was going crazy
She kept warning him
He told her it was also driving him crazy
To not be able to hold her
Hug her touch her caress her
Kiss her luscious soft lips
She was not the kind of woman u ever leave alone!
She warned him one last time
If you don't come home
I'm leaving I won't be waiting anymore
I've had Enough!
He knew she would do what she warned of
He came home after 10 months and found the home bare empty his heart sunk
To the ground
He fell to his knees
Head hanging low
Downtrodden to the core
Of his soul
seeing an empty house.
He didn't know where she went. She disappeared
Couldn't stand being deprived of his good lovin'
Much Later with a new woman
he moved into a duplex at night
And heard the bedroom noises through the thin walls
It could only be her
and to his surprise knew it was her
only she sounded like that
The next day he went outside and saw her
He had a distraught look on his sad face
He couldn't smile if he wanted to
Know way could he muster
Up a smile
But inner old hurt
She saw him
And then heard his bedroom noises with his lover
The following night
They were both crazy with just walls separating each
other - can u imagine the disheartening heartache?
He was going crazy with desire for her!
Within a short period of time he had to move out or lose his mind his sanity!
He was use to being on the receiving end line before
The passion and memories of fire were churning in his soul memory box he couldn't take another nite
Or surely he would die with desire
Flames so hot burning with desire too much to endure
Another being her lover
And Never ever having her again
Pure Agony of defeat!
Just the thought of her
Was excruciating painful
Mentally and physically
She's alive but he could not have her no more
Ever again
The love of his life!
Rachael_0622
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Posted: Oct 2019
About this poem:
Memories of Alaska Hot hot hot nights!
When he's hot 4 u
U r hot 4 him never take it for granted
U may never replace him
Pretty hard to give that up
Rachael_0622
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Yankee4youonline today!

Falling Leaves

October winds tell a story
Through the naked limbs
What sounds like an old fiddlers
Bow drawn across violin strings

Leaves we watch them tumbling
Bouncing along the ground
End over end like something
Burnt and crisp by a fading sun

Floating down into the stream
Their fallen comrades depart
Embarking on a passage many miles
To a waiting coastline by the sea

The hard edge and sharp spikes
From the tall maples strikes your face
Bounce off and swirling around
Us as they slowly drop drifting one by one

Their passage now a testimony
Spoken how in time of tender spring
Now lost and largely forgotten
With all its promise and past glory

All this season is swept away
It too will eventually rot and decay
Pressed under by many of its own kind
A whole canopy of fallen debris

Until a giant mass of nature’s litter
Strewn around and tossed about
Now lies haphazardly and eventually
Each will find a final resting place

Until once again all is covered
Asleep there is a quiet blanket
Of winter snows that roll across
Both fields and forests under its giant cloak
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Posted: Oct 2019
About this poem:
The powerful change of seasons underway prompts me to account for the passage of yet another year.
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Unknown

There was a girl

There was a girl

In her dream
She dreamt her lover came
and took her for a ride
in the countryside
They drove way up to the top of the mountain
It was a beautiful warm perfect balmy summer day
He pulled over to the edge of the curb
To just visit with her
A sign said
This is not lovers lane
We don't promote teenage pregnancy
Keep moving!
Violators will be prosecuted!
A cop tapped on the glass
And said what are you doing up here?
Didn't you read the sign
Keep moving
He said I only wanted to show her how beautiful
It is up here to show her the panoramic view of the lake
And picturesque view of the mountains
Keep moving he said
Your not allowed to park here
This is my beat
I don't allow it
He reached for her
She said what r u doing?
He said how should I know?
It's your dream?
Haha
Rachael_0622
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Posted: Oct 2019
About this poem:
This was a mostly a
true story from many moons ago
Up on a mountain top
Somewhere over the Great Lakes of Michigan
Looking down into a valley
Just two fully clothed in a car
Enjoying a day
An elderly dad of around 80
showing a daughter over 35 an old building broken down
That the youths of his day square danced in
Some is fiction some truth
The sign 100% true
The cop was there w his words
But they were not lovers
Just dreaming
Of yester years
Like aprox. 30 Years ago
Rachael_0622
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marikia

Glove

I am wearing a glove, see it here on my hand,
The glove I intend to be part of myself.
A riddle is hidden under the glove,
Sweet to remember, leading thought to dark.

Here on my hand sweet sensation does rest
Of slender fingers of prettiest hand.
And just like a song that keeps playing in me
My friend the glove keeps reminding of thee.

Each has a riddle which leads us to dark
I have my glove as a sweet memoir
The glove I intend to keep on till time
Of our next meeting, reunion time.
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Posted: Nov 2010
About this poem:
The author is a remarkable Russian symbolist poet of the beginning of the 20th century Nikolai Gumiliov. In 1921 he was shot by the revolutionary government on the charge of taking part in a counterrevolutionary plot. But in reality he died due to refusal to divulge information about the plot. His wife – an outstanding Russian poet Anna Akhmatova - wrote in despair: My husband's in grave, My son is in cell, I plead you to pray for me, pray.
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Abby1963

Sunny day

Her Hair sways,
She dances in the sun
Her eyes sparkle ,
She glances at the sun
Her heart beats,
She feels the heat of the sun
Smile dances upon her lips,
Beads of sweat drip,
Skin bronzed,
She basks in the sun.
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Posted: Oct 2019
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surprizeme

Christ at the Speed of Light

i was not in no way facing my separation
but then again blessed with a second destination

what is the center of my existence
is it not the place of most resistance
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Posted: Aug 2012
About this poem:
Eric Fromm stated all anxiety comes from the sense of feeling separate.
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