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marikia

IF IT WERE FOR ME

You’ll never be lonely, deep in heart, in your dreams,
If it were for me, if you only let me.
For dreams – they just vanish and time – it goes on,
And you - still alone and you think that it's all,
While heart keeps on beating in search for its joy!

You’ll never be lonely if you followed my words,
If it were for me, if you never let go.
It takes little magic to make dreams come true,
Maybe instant or two, maybe longer, but sure,
While heart keeps on beating in search for its cure!

You’ll never be lonely – this chance don’t you miss!
If you asked my advice, if you only let me,
If you followed your star, tracked its course up above,
Then in heavens you’ll see that it’s real, not lie,
While heart keeps on beating in search for true love!
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Posted: Aug 2011
About this poem:
Loneliness is not fatal and can be cured as any other disease, which is not terminal. Perhaps we should do something about it, make a move ... to fan that fire or it will never catch, let alone keep burning steadily. Wish you luck in your love!
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Yankee4you

A Throwing Stone

I sat for a millennium trapped
Under the shallow depths
Only the last 10 thousand years
Exposed to light and wind and rain
One by one my tiny grains flecked
Away like husks blown about
Making many tiny sand on a beach
Washing up shifting moving
Slightly with each passing tide
Little by little I wear away
Only once was hidden and whole
Wet and dark and shiny
Then as if the turbulence
Of living was not enough
I am picked up by random
And tossed back out to sea
And must wait once again
For a new millennium to begin
To be born again.
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Posted: May 2011
About this poem:
The life and times of a beach stone made for skipping once in the span of humanity on earth. Okay..maybe twice....
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trurorob

Rattles

I heard the rattle in my throat
That distinctive sound
Of gargling with shotgun pellets
Aunt Mavis knew what it meant
She had heard it all before
Forty years in the chicken factory
Had taught her a thing or two

But I didn’t bother to pass
Best that I just ignore it
Pearly gates never did anything for me
That’s the trouble with Atheism
You are just stuck in the middle
Looking up or down
But nowhere really to go

The milkman once said to me
Son, always be prepared
For what lies on the other side
I wasn’t sure what he meant
So I crossed the busy road
Still holding the four leaf clover
I had stolen from the dead man's hand
And clutching the St Christopher
Aunt Mavis swore would keep me safe
Forty years in the chicken factory
Had taught her a thing or two

They was advertised at the store
Death rattles for sale
Buy one, get one free
Why would you ever want two?
When one would always be
Much more than sufficient
Still, better to be safe than sorry
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Posted: Jan 2011
About this poem:
just some black humour!!
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PassionatePoetonline today!

Patience & Love!

It's so sad, but to many, so true and real
That "one" is confused with what to believe and feel.
The person you want to love and share your heart.
But another, not so deserving seems to keep you apart.
With so many reasons and excuses of why it can't be.
How long do wait and hope for them to finally see.
True friendship and love is not hampered by time.
It is not affected by distance or location when sublime.
The dream of that day when your two hearts will beat as one.
Your two bodies meshed, two souls entwined, it will be done.
Have faith, be patient, understand their plight, as I.
One wonderful day, they awaken, see you, and know why.





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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
Just a thought of my patience and understanding of a part of my life.
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PassionatePoetonline today!

Happiness

Happy is defined as a feeling of elation or joy.
Afraid, as a word meaning to fear, each are an emotion.
Perhaps these two word make decisions do complexing.
Panic often overrides our joy and leaves one's head spinning.
Identify,know these two emotions and thoughts become more clear.
Never make decisions under the influence of anxiety or fear.
Eliminate negative emotions and consider your desires and ability.
Simple comtemplation can allow your choices a better opportunity.
Surround yourself with positive people, thoughts, and conditions.
? Dare to be joyful and God will bless all your aspirations.
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Posted: Aug 2009
About this poem:
In my short time here reading others poetry, it appaered to me that too many are so sad. So I'm doing a few as a positive note and hope someone benefits from my thoughts
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Unknown

Book Of Dreams

I’m alone in the darkness, waiting for tiredness to release my soul, and take me to my book of dreams.
Flicking through the pages, I see you walk by, you lift your head,.I catch,a smile, lost in the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.

We sit next to one another; we laugh, and talk, lost in the company of lovers and children as we find the sky within our reach.

Knowing you’re by my side, no dam can withhold my pride

In the darkness your hand slides over my body. Kisses like soft rain fall upon my skin, as my arms close around you, and pull you in.

I want to be there to dispel your fears, shelter you from the cold, kiss away the tears, hold you when you fall.

In my book of dreams there you be
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Posted: Oct 2010
About this poem:
Have to thank Bruce Springsteen for the title of this poem, but the thoughts are mine
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Unknown

Keep it simple.

Keep it simple.
© D Heckels

No I won’t write you poetry
nor spin you any spiel
I will just say it how it is
to tell you how I feel

I cant dream mystical thoughts
and clever words that rhyme
in fear of iambic pentameter
going sadly out of time.

So I will choose to keep it simple
and hope its enough to say
I love you
And will tell you every day
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Posted: Nov 2010
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colwest

The Tree

We were young so our playground was a tree, we learnt how to play and grow with the tree.
The tree was left on it’s own, but we both knew it was home, Thanks to the tree we both found home.
She would sit under the tree reading a book and watching me. Me I would look at her and look at the tree.
The wind blowed under the tree where she used to be, but now the leaves have left the tree and her shadow can be seen.
Now the tree is no more and is the one I adore; I sit down where the tree would be lost two great things dear to me.
So I got up and went in my pocket you see, pulled something out just wait and see.
See it’s a seed, what a wonder that tree will be.
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
i Wrote it as i had a lot going on in the family, Always a good base in life is a solid tree.Plus i lost my wife, so if you like a 5 min outburst and a calm mind to paper lol.Hope you enjoy.
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Oceanzest

In the beginning

As soon as you pray it echoes
only God consumes its meaning
in this tall room with high rafters
once built for reverence

There's a small bell in the corner
it is chiming in the morning draught
I imagine a spirit still resides here
in this once loved sanctuary

Weddings and funerals all passed
ceremonies for the masses
we watch the candles burn
sunlight through the panes

Salvation may be hidden
in the mysteries here, for all I know
I turn a page and read
"In the beginning.."
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Posted: May 2023
About this poem:
Imagining a trip to an old underused church
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Unknown

So in Love with You

I am so in love with you
I think I've lost myself
I don't know what to do
I've put you on a shelf

I know you're all that's real
And that you're the only one
Who can take away the gray
Before my world comes undone

All it takes is your smile
To banish all the pain
All it takes is your laugh
And I'm happy again

With eyes like a tiger
And a smile like a child
Your "soul" burns like a fire
So untamed and so wild

I'm safe wrapped in your arms
Through the feeling of your embrace
We've got each others back
I know we'll last the race

Running through the mist
We hold each others hand
Always seeking the truth
In dangerous land

And I know no matter what
Even when we're near death
We'll always be together
Until our dying breath
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Posted: Jun 2009
About this poem:
This was inspired by my boyfriend. :P It's really lovey-dovey, it references the "souls" but I used the word, not out of religious belief, but out of lack to describe it as anything else that better fits the description of how it seems. lol! Hope you guys like it better than my last one... :O
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