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virgosign

No Roses For Ray

No roses for Ray,
but that's ok.
As long as it's sunny,
Am healthy and pray
Can walk the Kaiser.

Everything's good,
Everything's fine.
Though i miss Inna
But, she's not mine.

Ah well, still i say .....
Happy Valentine day.
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Posted: Mar 2
About this poem:
On Valentine's Day, it was as normal a day as all the rest of the other days. I enjoyed listening to '70s music, i read, i walked the dog and watched some tv.

But also it was a day with unrequited love.
Inna is 'the' goddess.
Kaiser is my dog.
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yonik1988online today!

In your journey down the hall

In your journey down the hall,
Please wish me softly a goodnight call,
And as you close the bedroom door,
Gently, please, don't make it roar.

For as my eyelids slowly close,
I feel myself drift to repose,
And I begin to dream once more,
Of children's laughter I adore.

I miss them dearly as they played,
Their happiness, it never strayed,
They made me smile, they made me see,
The joy that comes from being free.

I loved to care for them each day,
To cherish them in every way,
To watch them grow, it was a sight,
But now they're angels in the night.

Among the stars they softly roam,
Guiding me through life's unknown,
Even through the darkest night,
They're angels now, among the light.

And I hope dearly, for someday,
We'll meet again, in some small way,
And then no one will say goodbye,
For none of us will ever fly
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Posted: Mar 26
About this poem:
i originaly wrote it in Romanian word, but translated it in english, hope you will like it
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Jaded_Raven

Scorpion

Sting my heart
Come to me
Take your rightful part
Eyes that see

Sting me slow
Pour love
Over me in innocence
The kind of
Pureness that is deep

Sting me now
With love’s pleasure
Show me how
To accept the treasure

Sting me with
Your intense secrets
Soft myths
In romantic sweetness

Sting my soul
With Mars passion
Take control
Fill me with pleasure

Sting me
Feel the intensity
So free
Let it come and be

Sting me
With
Your love
Wrapped in amenity

Sting me
For
Eternity

© J Anjoun
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Posted: Mar 25
About this poem:
Personal thoughts on the Scorpion sign.
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marikia

Stay with Me!

Don’t say that time has come for you to go,
How could you say, “We’ve never made it right”?!
And now since our love has made you strong
You say that it is time for us to part, how come?!
You’re looking far ahead for new horizons,
You say I've pinioned your wings so long, till now,
So that you shouldn’t look for greener pastures,
So that you'd dream abandon for this meager love.
How could you love regard in such a light?!
How could you love and dedication ever doubt?!
Some time your only stronghold was our love,
Now that you're free our love no longer counts.
Oh when in love don’t ever hope it is long run,
Love will mature in its course, then duly die.

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Posted: Apr 2013
About this poem:
I know many of you, dear friends, are in happy relationships, so this is just poetry. I personally am of the opinion that love can and is to last forever and ever, I just can’t write about joyful merriment and such things. So I may sound gruesome for many. But when I think of parting and such things a feeling of sadness overcomes me and I feel I can put it on paper. Thank you very much for your inspiring poetry.
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marikia

World would be freezing, but for men like you

You’re looking in the sky
With questions left unanswered.
All that you need right now is hearken your heart.
The world is full of pain…
The city’s unfamiliar – half-step to freedom.
All that was once in past - let go,
Half-word to dearness…

World would be freezing, but for men like you,
World would be freezing, but for men like you.

And destiny in wind as twig will tap on pane,
And say: I am with you, your love I now sing.
And voice will be so clear. Who is to make it brilliant
This day, who else but you, with whom else but with me…

World would be freezing, but for men like you,
World would be freezing, but for men like you.
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Posted: Dec 2016
About this poem:
I am not sure who the author of this Russian poem/lyrics is. Must keep on searching.
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optimisticme

Eyes wide closed!

You didn't grow into you by mistake,
You took years, you cried the tears,
You played your part, from your heart,
And all of what you did was only just you,
All of what you will be, will be you too,
Strange but true, you created, you dictated,
There's no one to blame, it was AND WILL
ALWAYS BE ONLY YOU!
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Posted: Mar 23
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optimisticme

What?

The walls fall and the debris call, to me, a part of being,
now seeing, shut it down and start again, never will that be,
Words that mean nothing really mean a lot, don't sweat the
small stuff, sometimes enough is enough,

Open mind, closed life, live and die, cry, lie, and be, who?
were you ever true?.....
Hard to be, harder to see, what you were meant to be!,
Fall short, and in the end, don't cry, you will see,,,,,,,
nothing....and everything.....and know eventually!
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Posted: Mar 22
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salamuna

Rejoice in the flow....

I've finally matured.
I'm starting to notice
How the hands of a clock
Scroll the time.
I realize I'm already not twenty.
So, I am not shy to cry .
I love nature and
I enjoy Aprils wind
And for the first time
I can see
That some things
Are deafeningly " too Late".
My voice trembles
Treacherously in my poems
The universe is right,
Our life just makes circles
On the water,
And I rejoice it,
Following the flow....
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Posted: Mar 18
About this poem:
just some spring mood...
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Yankee4you

Preponderance

The least among us are often the best
Not always in referral to greatness
More speaking about a personality
Before the dive to the abysmal bottom
How lofty and often one may speak
May never never again be reached
The genius that tries be-riddles me
Makes a mockery of my freedom
The giants among us all still rivals
All the attention so badly needed
To separate the good from the bad
Where nothing so spectacular as evil
Ever rule over our hearts and minds
So sojourn on my soldier friends
Marching to the drumbeat called liberty
I follow only that what I can defend
And share hope like rays of sunlight
Breaking through the dense darkness
Above the shouts does freedom cry
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Posted: Mar 8
About this poem:
Abstract about the loneliness and solitude of conviction, about the desire for freedom and liberty.
Independence and Unity that march side by side is stronger than the forces that separate them.
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Angeldanceronline today!

A battle of wills

Pain flowed through me, an onslaught of emotion
Bringing me back down to Earth with a solid thump!
Betrayal from a previous acquaintance sliced the air
With multiple daggers, maiming to cause harm
And as I'm attacked, not just energetically, but, also
Verbally, and emotionally, accusations fly, jeopardizing my life
Changes are best left forgotten but not forgiven
As a decisive choice is made between the two
Chess pieces are flung against the wall, as
There cannot be two queens on the same side in a match,
Or battle of opposition, where one brutally makes injury to mar
The other's reputation, where one creates an air of grace; in a response
To block and parry the verbal attacks; leaving what is left in the air
As a matter of fact, the fact that the queen in question tried to choose
Between me and another friendship that I've yet to lose,
But only time can tell what's really afoot; of a toxic connection
That's been maligned in the book, and as I record the last detail within
The devil has omitted my desire to fit in; but no more will I be trying
To do what's wrong and what's right, my only flaw was responding to it
In the limelight, the initial opening like was sent to gain a reaction,
Much less needed from the oppositional distraction
Pain, heartache and transparency overruled the roost,
Erring the way of injustice, between what one has to lose
The flags of Karma can undoubtedly be a b*tch, that's not my issue
As to what flag is which, but my teary self is left in tatters,
Will power not needed, so all that matters is the realization between
Which Queen will win, or whether it will travel to her next wingman within
I know, in my heart, that what I did was right, but my own flaw was answering
The message request at five minutes past five.
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Posted: Mar 20
About this poem:
A recent write describing betrayal of an old friend now acquaintance.
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