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Unknown

final poem

i know im different then you but even i hurt too
ill take everything since i was five years old
everything iv written my poems and all
i tried to fit in where i don't belong
even though it makes me sad today
ill not right another poem ever again
even my songs will be trash all because
you hate everything i do all because
you say im different then you
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
this is my last thing ill ever write because someone wants to me my poems are crap no one realy like them anyways so at
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Jocky58

Cherry pie

Bye bye my cherry pie, we didn't have much but never ran dry. Money and wealth was all around us, but we had what counted each other, dreams and enough to survive. Until it happened out of the blue. And in the end could not mend. The vengences l can forgive, and l think of the life we shared together in your little flat. The odd record can bring tears to my eyes, but to go back now does no seem wise.
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Posted: Oct 2017
About this poem:
I wrote this poem after breaking up with a girl friend after living together for three years. One day it ended suddenly and knew it would not the same again.
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Unknown

Poetry Man

A real man is not a boy
who plays with hearts as if a toy.

He should not rhyme sweet words to woo
your open heart... they're all untrue.

Nor does he know his heart's desire
despite his words, alive with fire...

Beware the so-called gentle man,
he lies like no known scoundrel can.

I say these words to warn the lass
who thinks she found her love, at last...
I fell for him, don't do the same
One only wants to spare you pain.

Heed my words, not born from pride:
No love resides in Humberside.
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Posted: Mar 2011
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AmandaHude

Rainy Night

The rain falls gently on the rooftops,
A soft patter that never stops,
In the darkness of the night,
The raindrops shimmer in the light.

The world is hushed, the streets are still,
As the rain continues its gentle trill,
The leaves rustle in the breeze,
As the drops fall on the trees.

The air is cool, the scent is sweet,
As the rain washes away the heat,
It's a moment of calm, a moment of peace,
As the rain brings the earth release.

The sound of the rain is a lullaby,
A soothing melody, a gentle sigh,
As we lay in bed and listen,
To the raindrops on the windows glisten.

So let the rain fall, let it pour,
Let it wash away the worries of before,
For on this rainy night,
Everything feels clean and bright.
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Posted: Apr 2023
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Datguy420

Every choice you make your destiny frfr

I woke up for school 11/9/1995 and thought I don’t wanna go. I don’t feel good mom,my stomach hurts.You can make it its only a half day she blurts. So it’s off to school, riding the bus putting gum in the drivers hair, got caught told her I don’t care. Finally pull up to school get off the bus acting a fool told carol she missed some gum yaaaaa haaaaa haaa who. Get into class and I be darn it did go fast.. back on da bus carol missing some of her hair and guess what I still didn’t care. I was a mean little kid regret the things I did. Got off the top of the hill walked home looking forward to get some pop and chill. Smoking my cig I see my grandma in the station wagon,little did I know she was there to save me and bro from the fate we now know. Dip thru the woods the back way to my house. Finally here. Expecting to see my mom at the table as usual but she’s not there. All doors locked and country music sounds . I jingled the lock,I’m in now. Turn that country music off.Turn on the toons.Get me a piece of cake and my dew.Figured mom and dad must be taking a nap in their room??! No more than 5-10 min go by and knock knock knock at the door it’s my little bro. I let him in. Off to pee he goes,then asks why mom and dad sleep on the floor? I get up to round the corner Mom face up my dad down. Blood all around. I will never forget that smell, Oil and metal. My mind races what to do I know they are gone 911 for people that are hurt dude, so I call my grandma.. tell her mom and dad dead on the floor. I sit my brother down, tell him I’m here forevermore . I knew they was gone but didn’t comprehend, it too was our end. All we knew gone in a blink. Dad did not think, shot my mom but thought to spare us the sight.Sent grandma to get bro and me, little did he know he gave her the wrong time and location though. I was a badass had to smoke. Saw grandma and dipped away before she knew, I was smoking to be cool. We wouldn’t have saw what we did.I feel to blame. I now know it was my dad who has caused the pain. Took my mom from us. Hurts to think I was just a car ride away from a different reality. Now it seems I have only the bad memory. My flashbacks come with smell.Having ptsd is a living hell.
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
Worst day of my life pretty much my thoughts that day I told my bro I would be there for him always and I have up until few months ago clothed and fed him after I got outta foster care I took him in got custody of him. We just need to think our choices through sometimes something’s there to be there and you miss it I was a kid I just thought my grandma left our house or something and I wanted to smoke.. if I never smoked maybe I would not have saw what I did my bro too it he doesn’t remember luckily. If I get enough likes I may write one about my time as a state ward of Michigan nightmare that truly didn’t end till I was 31 you would think it would have ended at 17 but nope state only gave me 2 pieces of identification I needed 3 and one of ‘em they would not accept so I had no way to prove who I was I contacted state they said they gave me everything they had so I was just stuck no way prove who I was till I got pulled over in my car I bought then they give me one to suspend it ha I then made the choice to drive more and more and gave up trying to prove I am me to sec of state f*ck Michigan man I went through hell because of law changes on terrorism and lazy workers in and outta jail dwls fines repos made me feel like a criminal so I became one for awhile sold dope weed acid pills lied stole I was a bad dude all because the state didn’t give ‘em enough ids joke man luckily I had cash paid for apartment for 6 mo no identification needed Benjamin Franklin vouched for me ??
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justarius

Meeting Again

Resting in my chair at last
After the morning repast
Pondering what to do this day
Thoughts of you did pass my way

Smiling as I recalled that day
When we first met and talked away
And the evening hours melted away
Gone too soon dare I say

Now waiting patiently for the days to pass by
While I conjure clever ways to plan a call
To meet again somewhere close by
Not too soon or not at all

I will take my time to plan
.So I will not fail to meet again
This fine lass I have met so I might woo her best I can
When I see her once again
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
I met a lady recently and was resting the next day and decided that I would like to meet her again. This is a little fun thing about the thought surrounding the desire vs the trepidation of when is the right time after that first encounter to make contact
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godsprincess

DARKNESS TO LIGHT

The sky grew dark and gray
The earth and trees began to sway
All living creatures trembled in fear
As the end of the world felt near

The scent of blood and death was in the air
Cries of pain and agony were heard
Carried on the winds causing great fear
Not knowing the cost of forgiveness came dear

Mankind’s Light of the World died that day
And the darkness of souls were portrayed
Down into the Tomb of Hell the Light was placed
The Sacrificial Lamb of Grace

The Light of the World was in darkness for 2 days
Despair and hopelessness of all rampaged
Without the Light feeling bewildered and lost
Watching the Tomb of Hell covered in moss

The morning of the third day
The Light of the World again shown to display
That the Tomb of Hell was open and bare
A miracle had just happened there

The soul had risen from sin’s Hell
The Light of the World had arose to tell
All had been forgiven their sins
If they ask for it through Him

Thus Mankind’s physical body dies
But his spirit will live and rise
For the Lamb of Grace was the ultimate sacrifice
We have his gifts of Light and Eternal life

The Light of the World was snuffed out
For 2 days and nights in darkness and doubt
The third morning it shone again
To Light the World and Heavens without sin

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Posted: Mar 2016
About this poem:
4/9/2023: Another Easter has arrived and he has given this World so many chances. Will we have one more year of chances? Orig. message: Recently saw the movie "Risen" and it inspired me to write this poem. I usually like to write something light and more about nature. However, Palm Sunday - Good Friday - and Easter are coming up and I wanted to do something in honor of all the suffering my Lord and Savior went through and just how big a deal it was for all of Mankind. Thank you for reading even if it wasn't quite your cup of tea.
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trurorob

Waste Of Space

There are many things
As I look around my apartment
That are old, decrepit, dusty and worn
I shall hire myself a skip
And throw them all into yesterday
Where they all belong
As relics of the past
Myself included
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Posted: May 2022
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Oceanzest

Adonis to rise

In the great woods
you'll find gallantry
there amongst the tree spirits
iron and blood
which is without their need
will not invoke them
for a parade of souls
who paid to the corn god
for succession of evils
wilt away in the groves
and as day gives to night
the fire festivals
come alive
to sacrifice the bull
blood amongst the young
and the garlands
roll in the wind
as we scrape the earth
in yearning
but let us burn the effigy
for Adonis to rise
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
a little ramble on ancient rituals
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mcradloff

EASTER

Eggs
Colored
Chocolates
Bought
Decorations
Hung
Three Days
Off
Easter Bunny
At the Mall
Jesus
Thankful
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Posted: Apr 2023
About this poem:
It's Good Friday and it's great to be off for three days! Happy Easter Everyone!
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