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Dear Love The Poem

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Dear Love The Poem..


Dear Love

Dear Love, also known as
spindly, pernickety oaf-hands-and-face;
You are largely and on the whole fantastic.
Your ribcage is,
on occasion,
concave and semi-detached
with bird nesting in it caress.
L too am the roof.
Your limbs are too long
for skin to hide.
Decidedly withering.

I struggle to exceed you.

If your teeth were to
snap off and
snap the entire realm
I am sure you will remain
stuck in the lining of my pillowcase
as L think you up in my solemn bed
You are structurally sound

in the presence of imminent collapse...!!!


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When I Look At You My Love a Romentic Poem

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When I Look At You My Love a Romentic Poem..


I look at you
and see something
everything
taht i can't put into words,

you're evevrthing good in life
bundled into a single human being
almost bursting at the seams,

a creature,
in need of love,

and i am willing
to go to the ends of the earth

just to give that to you...!!!


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Would You Love Me A Romentic Poem

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Would You Love Me? The Poem

Would You?

Would you protect me?
Fight for me?
Be with me?
Would you be there when I cry?
Would you be there to help me try?
Would you make me laugh?
Would you make our love last?
Would you open up to me?

Vent to me?
Never pretend with me?
Would you let me help you?
Would you tell me what you desire to do?
Would you look to me for comfort?
Would you let me show you what you are worth?
Would you play with me?


Daydream with me?
Say anything you want to me?
Would you trust me?
Would you never lie to me?
Would you let me do the same?
Would you play me like a game?
Would you pressure me?

Hurt me?
Curse me?
Would you throw me away like a broken doll?
Would you say I meant nothing at all?
Would you grab me and never let go?
Would you hug me and ask me not to go?
Would you let me help conquer your fears?

Wipe away your tears?
Introduce me to your peers?
Would you keep me a hidden secret?
Would you never speak of it?
Would you block me off?
Would it be your loss?
Would never do these hateful things?

Never be mean?
Always let us be seen?
Would you show me off to the world?
Would you make sure I was heard?
Would you apologize after our fights?
Would you really treat me right...???


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Best Poems About Life All Time

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Best Poems Collection  About Life..



The Tree of Life

Coiled spring, analogous
tension & pressure,
prehistoric neighborhood,
cauldron of nuclear power:

we were drinking gin &
tonics from the planet’s jaw
when the news came. Roses
are red, violets are blue jeans;

cupcakes are cop-food, death
is a dinosaur (extinct, et cetera)
whispering the future is an
old friend shouting “don’t

be afraid.” Dear degeneracy,
dearer street map of Texas,
dearest thrust-to-rocket ratio

from which God puts cock to
abyss: Modernity, my fucker,
is the natural language
of structure; our goodwill
gets complicated when

we break Hell in unsimple
shapes. Fourth of July,
fifth of July, sixth of stellar
lighthouses surrounding

space, seventh: one is
always coming upon some
American city whispering I am
some American city & I am

the desire to be within it
when the sun fries. We dance
under the asterisks, dip our
toes in the ink. The odds the
stars will write our sentence

remain incredibly low...!!!





Play in the Dark The Poem

Even the cold hearted do not like to be cold
Their life quivers
Close to shatter
Those who stay in the dark are easy played,

Even the warmest people do not like to be hot
Their life overwhelming
Close to explosion
Those who stay out to play get left in the dark,

Even the dark hearted do not like the dark
Their life in fear
Close to nightmare
Those who become the dark rather not play at all,

Everyone deals with darkness and parts they do not like
Their life sold in secret
Closed off to others

It is pointless to play where you cannot see...!!!




Love Overdosing The Poem.

some in love with that material but
love enters my life like a miracle and
it’s reciprocal and ubiquitous 
love exhibiting our natural behaviors
like making it under the moon in jamaica,


giving voice to my soul
it’s my heart you’re living in
it’s your ocean I’m swimming in
love’s potion overdosing
is approaching...!!!

This is not your typical love letter.
I am in love.
Not with the guy next door
or the charming jock

Or even the bad boy...!!!




No, I am in love with the people on the streets.

I am in love with their smiles.
I am in love with their surprise when their casual How are you? doesn’t turn out to be rhetorical.
I am in love with their intense honesty when I ask them the same question in return.
I am in love with the hope that swells in their hearts when I lock eyes with them and they realize they might not be invisible after all.
I am in love with the artist and musician and scholar in each one of them.
I am in love with their humanity

And nothing breaks my heart more than seeing their downcast gazes fixed on the hard, unfeeling ground
As if they don’t believe themselves worthy to be seen

I wish I could just place them in front of mirror
So they could understand how beautiful they are
Especially during those moments
When someone else reassures them that they truly do exist.


I am in love. But I don’t know how to tell them yet.


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Love Songs Make Great Memories

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Love Songs Make Great Memories The Poem..


Love Songs Make Great Memories

It happened in an instant
All it took was half a verse
The quiet strain of music
Caught within my ear,

Sending me into gasps
Time traveling to when
You and I listened smiling
Swooning over each other,

And the song that spoke
Our euphoric love story
And my memory played
Like an old record player,

Scratchy and worn
Over the words and promises
Your gentle inflection
And lovely catchphrases,


Sending shivers through me
Unchecked smiles
All drenched in a simple song

The most perfect memory...!!!


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Southern Gothic The Poem

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Southern Gothic The Poem..


Southern Gothic

When the rain comes, the only voice
to call me in is my own. I know I’m alone now.
My feet churn red mud,

I slog through the clay earth-slog through
my southern blood, groping for traction. I think
God made my crooked face from this clay.

The pines’ branches bow but each wooded
intersection maps a cross. The jagged architecture
of magnolia leaves slice water as it falls, framed

silhouettes are locked in spider moss.
The silhouette of his smile, the taste of him
still on the tip of my tongue-a word, his name

briefly forgotten. At the creek the cicadas
had split the air with their song after waiting
seventeen years to open themselves.


I waited seventeen to open myself
to that moment. He cupped my cheek,
kissed me and whispered Let’s do this again.

I found the ring he lost in the thick of it,
took it from the muddy bank and placed
it into the palm of his hand, smooth and cool

as a rain drop. The rain drops collecting
in my brow now. He departed quick
as a voice lost on storm wind.

The trees’ arches close in. The crows,
watching in rows on the buttresses, don’t speak.

I’m dumb enough to keep my silence, too...!!!


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Best Poems About Love And Life

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Best Poems Collection About Love And Life..



Embrace of a Lover The Poem.

Embrace of a lover, shaking hands, withdrawn heart,
you resemble a ghost  caught unaware between two worlds. 
But, as my fingers caress your skin, 
the hairs on the back of your neck shiver to attention, awaiting instruction.

I wore the perfume of expendability. Many a man deserted me
and the reflection in the mirror mocked me with its distorted inveracities.
To escape myself, I contrived you out of darkness,
like a moonlit night, like smoldering ash.

Yet, the minute of illumination approaches, and I need you.
Embrace of skin, of snow, of a frigid and fading apparition.
Ah, the cadence of the heartbeat!  Ah, the eyes of pity!
Ah, the shudder of the groin! Ah, your sighs, remorseful and resigned!

Embrace of my lover, I will remember you always.
My desire, my nostalgic memory, my endless corridor!
Dust-trimmed sitting room where the desire fades,
and emotion fades, and ceaseless confinement.

I wear the perfume of gladiolus. No one pursues me
and no reflections appear in the mirror stained with age.
To perpetuate ourselves, we create reminders of our presence,
like indentations upon the settee, like shadows upon the wall...!!!




Your Haunting Image The Poem.

Your image haunts my dreams that 
I could cry to wake to no one
But the furniture unpolished
Shiny only by a sunrise


My eyes stare across the park hill
Dreaming of the day you say you need me
Only not the way they see me
But the many ways I dreamed
At peace I slept unstartled
Til i’m wakened from a haunting image

I see me alone...!!!




How can I tell you I love you the poem.

How can I tell you I love you,
with all the fullness I feel?

Can I show you with gifts,
a shower,
a drizzle,
a hurricane of objects
each serving to illustrate my passion?
Can I sing it in music,
selecting song 
after song
to sing down the angels
so they may herald to you my love?

Can I paint the world for you
in pastels
and jewel tones,
watercolors,
acrylics,
tempra,
and oils,
every color,
shade, 
hue 
to etch a rainbow of desire upon your skies?

Can I show you with touch,
hold you close,
close,
closer, 
until we meld together
and no one can tell us apart?

Can I tell you with words,
with a dictionary of desperate phrases,
baring my soul for your perusal,
opening to you my tender heart,
aching for love of you?

Or can I simply love you,
an equal heart to mine,
with all my love,
my heart,
my soul,
and never let myself stray from your side?

It is with this heart, 
imperfect and plain,
these words,
quiet and true,
my simple gifts,
my fragile arts,
all these that I love you.

All these I share with you, 
to show you my love,
simple and plain,

and all for you...!!!




I Thought of You the Other Day The Poem.

I thought of you the other day.
Missed your smile ,
lame clothes,
And messy hair.

I missed us,
Runs through tall grass,
Games barefoot in the creek.
The music played,

And soothed our souls,
Once joining you and me.
We’d watch movies,
Idly sit,

Drink,
And let time leave us behind.  
I go back to those moments,
Sometimes.

I can still see your face.
So close to mine,
So perfect.
And now I wonder,

Why,
These moments still invade my mind.
The same things we shared,
I’ve shared before,

And shared more since.
And so I wonder,
Why,

I thought of you the other day...!!!




My One and only Seceret Love The Poem.

My one and only seceret love
Every time I see you
I wish that you knew.
I wish I didn’t have to hide
These feelings for you.

Every time we talk
New feelings emerge.
I wish I didn’t have to pretend
That I’m okay with just being friends.

Every time we’re together
I think how we should be with each other.
I wish that I could show you
The way I truly feel.

But no matter what happens
Or where we end up.
You will always be

My one and only secret love...!!!


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There All Night Long A Persian Poem in English Translation

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There, all night long
someone inside of my breasts
struggled to breathe, battled to rise up,
and wished, wished you were there
but was held back by a pair
of frozen hands.

There, all night long,
from the gloomy twigs
sorrow rained down, down,
someone was falling, falling apart,
someone was calling, calling for you,
And the air, the heavy air
was collapsing on her
over and over.


My little plant was in love,
in love with the wind, the wandering wind!
Tell me, what is the wind’s address?
Where does the wind go, go
to rest?


Translation: Maryam Dilmaghani, June 2013, from Tehran.

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True Love The Poem

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True Love

Why can’t you love me the way that I
love you? Why can’t you give to me
the way I give to you?
My heart, my soul, my spirit all is

yours and you take and feed from it and
leave me hollow with nothing back in
return. Why can’t you give me your
love the way I give you mine?


Why leave me always wanting
more from what we have, empty and
aching wishing we had more time.
Incubus you leave me drained

and weak from working so hard
to keep our love aflame.
Why should this be such an
effort when once it was so

easy? Is it that you no longer love
me as I love you? That having
drained all my love away you
need to feed elsewhere?

I have no more to give as
I have given all I have and
if not enough I can do no
more as less than all my love
is no love at all...!!!



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A Love Letter Poem

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A Love Letter Poem.

I think of you when moments begin to fill with silence.
The sunset catches my eye, and I am brought back to your smile,
Sweet. Twilight. The first time we kissed.

When my footsteps begin to feel monotonous,
The beat reverberates through my body.
You are here in front of me, in my mind, behind my eyes.
Your open palms wildly beat your chest in a rhythm,
The musician in you was never quiet.
Even as your fingers sat still, I could see them eager and waiting,
Melodies causing them to pulsate in impatience.
These small things I noticed, and have since tucked them away in the pocket of my memory,
Saving them for another day.
There are times, I admit it, that I still cry for you.
For the love that was lost,
And the love that you found. 
It is in these moments that I let go of the pain that still lingers,
And the regrets of what could have been.
In these moments, I allow myself
To just love you, once more. 
An indulgence that I do not allow myself.

I find my hands drawn to my closet,
Digging for the picture of us, still framed. 
Frozen in a moment that is still so crisp to me.
And yet, I do not seem to recognize myself. 

I feel you here sometimes,
And can sometimes remember your touch.
But there is nothing I resent more,
Than these lingering memories
That won’t let me forget...!!!



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In The Dark Always In The Dark The Poem

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In The Dark, Always In The Dark.

and it is in the moment 
that sleep should come
in the quiet
and the dark
there is a hollow ache
that starts
deep within
echoing across
my skin
a slow burn starting
in my hips
a throb of need
that does not quit
to feel your heat
the tightening grip
to slide within
the kiss of hips...!!!


Romentic Quotes 

  1. I have a heart and that is true,but now it has gone from me to you,so care for it just like I do,because I have no heart and you have two...!!!
  2. The joy to be found in winters season is easily found with you...!!!
  3. I Would have followed him to hell,if he asked me and may be I did...!!!
  4. May Be I am scared because you mean more to me than any other person.You are everything I Think about,every thing I want...!!!
  5. When I Am With you,the only place I want to be is closer...!!!
  6. Sometimes,you don’t need to say anything.Just be there.Just be here besides me That’s ENOUGH...!!!
  7. Right from the start I knew I had to make you mine...!!!


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Dont Tell Me You Love Me The Poem

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i have to admit the space is nice,
not having to talk 
or look people in the eye,
just at myself

i feel too naked 
without some glass to hide behind
reflections to disguise
all the scars 

i’ve made 
a nice big bed to lie in
closer to the stars
though it’s empty

honestly
i mostly dont want to speak to you
because there’s nothing to say
when it’s too hard to say no 
when i want to say yes
but know it’s not the right answer


it’s too easy to fall
back into old ways,
laughing
loving
like it makes sense
when it doesn’t

when these days
im too scared
to see what you’ve been doing
or who
or anything 
to remind myself all the reasons 
for letting go

though
in weaker moments
i can’t keep myself 
from looking back, hoping
for something hopeless

im still holding on
but i don’t know why
(don’t tell me)...!!!



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Love In My Dreams The Poem

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Love In My Dreams The Poem

Sadness spreads her wings
Across the night skies
Because you have gone
And sleep is the only cure,

For only in dreams now
Will you hold me tightly
And be the remedy 
For my broken heart,

So I pray the Lord 
For your soul to keep
And I pray for sleep
To take me to you quickly,

I hope to find your eyes
Entwined in mine
So I take a deep breath 
And imagine your smell,

(is it sweet and sweat all mingled?)
And the flavor of your skin
(Can you taste mine too?)
You must be with me now,


I can just hear you breathing
Feel your hands upon me
And memories I’ve never had
Overwhelming me in tears,

Cause you’re kissing away my fears
Anxiety melting from me
And surrendered to you
In the warmth of my dreams

Please don’t ever let me wake...!!!

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English Love Poetry Collection Vol-1

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Tulips The Poem

Now every flower I see reminds me of you
From that they on when you told me.
They lay there for a reason we seem not to know
And not just for any decoration or show

They will never be the same in my eyes
You said it was there to give sense.
They are more important now
More than I could ever think of.

Now every flower I see reminds me of you
Radiance of beauty that might be put on too
They are there to remind me that there is hope
That there is someone eager enough to heed.

Every tulip I see is your soul divine,
Let me hold on to it like a glass of wine.
Every drop is not a waste of entity
But purity to indulge in sweet serenity...!!!





I Want To Come Back Poem

You move so carefully;
I watch you after being apart
For so long and I can see the architecture
Of your lonely gestures,
Like your world suddenly got bigger
And you don’t know how to move around within it. 

It’s been four years now and each time I see you,
It’s like the first time we met,
I find myself rediscovering who you are
And falling in love with you all over again. 

You move in sadness, gracefully guarded- 
As if the spaces I once occupied will vanish
If you touch them,
And it hurts my heart to know
That I am the foundation of the walls you’ve built.

I want to come back to put an end to this distance,
I want to take apart your loneliness
And build myself into your movements,
Let’s light a match and set fire to the homes we have built
In each other’s absence,
It’s time to start fresh,
I want to be the building blocks to your smile,
The architecture of your happiness;

We can spend the rest of our lives together
Making love in all of those lonely spaces 
We’ve learned to hide so well...!!!





Longing

I want the boundaries I’ve crossed,
the names written down and filed
in some Index of
Important Things.

I want to taste the life
I burned: A husband.
Children. Ways
in which I am not
female. 

I want the storms I’ve ridden into,
wild and caught in a bottle. 

I want to drink the wind
that leveled me.

I want the river rocks,
the plastic castles. 

I want the kindred of
dead birds, trees 
I also jumped from.
I want a shore of cattails,
a driftwood memory,
green water,
swarms of gnats
dancing. 


Is this a pageant? 
No, surely not.

But the billows
of wounds catch the eye
just as good as
any dress worn
for its magic.

And you.

You were the sky
I challenged, the
bigness of shoulders,
the shackles
of home.

Of all this room
for empty longing,

I have never
wanted you

back...!!!





Let's call this Contact Expiration

If I could, 
I would kiss every human I met 
Full on the mouth, eyes gaping 
For the secrets in their variegations. 
Instead of tongues shoved down unvirgin throats, 
We would exchange universes, 
Breathe warm galaxies of fiery stars between our lungs.

Let every contact be incendiary,
Exhale sparks onto this polyester skin of ours, the cloak we shiver into to protect our humanity.
Dread contact
Touching flesh to flesh will burn you,
But it is the only balm that will heal the gaping wounds you keep trying to forget in the centermost crevices of your chest.

I wish eyes could plumb deeper,
Dig the words from my silent tastebuds sometimes,
Because I am no less afraid than you are
That when I bare my skin blue,
You will stand 

and stare...!!!





Flutter The Poem

I wish i could forge you a smile
Pick up a bright red sharpie 
To make a point 
And then stretch it into a crescent 
That would somehow reach your eyes. 

It is no question that you are beautiful 
Even in all your sadness
You are a bird perched on a branch,
Feathers strung through sunlight 
Song sunk in moonshine

But just imagine how breathtaking 
You would be in all your flight 
Pick up that fight and have the audacity to shine
The slightest stutter of your wings 

Would shame the whole goddamn sky...!!!



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Best Poems About Life And Love

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Worlds Best Poems Collection about Life and Love with Beautiful Pictures..



Peace and Quiet the Poem.

I want you to stay. 
Like the old coins and bread crumbs, 
I want to find you tucked between my couch cushions
when the rain has me so lonely, 
I go looking for you in the only place I know you’ll be.

You are hand knit and fresh brewed. 
All wool socks and tattoos. 
You are small town pretty, 
a lighthouse in an old Texas dust bowl. 
You are long road rest stop,
dark sky and bright stars.
You are peace and true quiet, 
the place I leave my permanence when I feel held down by this life of hiding. 
You are the body I call home, 
so when I drive too far to turn back I don’t feel gone, just drifted.

You have built entire lives on the idea of running,
entire families on the absence of home. 
Can the open road really hold you like those couch cushions could?
Of course it would if you’d let it.,
of course I would if you’d let me.

Quit hiding so hard.
Just let it happen like it always will.

I want you to stay, 
because I don’t wanna have to go...!!!




A Night on the River the Poem.

The water was smoke, we fell in
To the fog of that river in summer time
As if we believed we could inhale
The entire ocean. You wore cut off
Shorts and a blank shirt, your face
Forgot what make-up was for a moment.

For a while we forgot our time
And believed, once again, the world
Was flat. As if we could fall off
At any second into oblivion. 
I would have followed you
Forever, as we floated that river
Unafraid of where the world might end...!!!




Sometimes the Poem.

I wonder if you’ve thought
about capturing our moments
in small polaroids 
or quick snap shots
the way I sometimes
capture my thoughts of you
down on stained napkins
perfectly creased paper
sometimes even on my skin
when I think a thought
I can’t get away from
and it’ll assault me
over and
over
just like there’s no escaping
ink on the skin
until you wash it all off
and scrub at it
after dedicating all of your attention
to that one
patch
of skin.

Like the patch of skin
under your belly button
that my tongue is dying 
to learn the taste of.

Or that patch of skin
even lower,
that I’ve only touched
for such a short amount of time
I’m not sure whether 
I should jump and rejoice 
or fall to the ground crying
in want and desperation.

Would you keep the picture?
If you took one of me
even the worst of pictures
showing me in all of my 
uneven, stretched out glory
would you keep it
and let it assault you
like I’ve kept my poems?

Have you thought about
capturing these memories
or am I 
again


alone...???





Closet Time the Poem.

I stored you in my
Closet,
Some time ago.

I take a peek,
From time to
Time.

It is only in my
Darkest of hours,
That I seem to need you-
Scratch that.

It is only in my
Darkest of hours,
That I know
I need you.

I sit in the closet with 
You,
And cry into your arms.

You put a bandage on my heart,
Like a school nurse,
And with a kiss,
Release me back into the world,
Like the messenger pigeon
I am.

At night I
Will stare at the closet
And feel too scared to
Approach.

I’m scared
That you will lash out
One day
And destroy me for
My cruelty and 
Neglect.

The same cruelty and
Neglect
That I cry to you about,
Then pass on to you,
Like a disease.

But,
No,
You never do.
I open the door,
And there you are waiting.

I cringe when I
Realize
The time we spend apart,
Is the time you spend
Waiting for me.

I cry to myself,
Because I know
You will wait in my closet
Until you die.

Your heart
Has had a gaping hole
For so long
That you find 
Life in my closet
A less lonely life
Than the life you lived
With your grief.

I diet often,
Making myself
Smaller.

I should’ve been making myself
Bigger

To fill that hole in your heart...!!!




The Pawn Shop of Broken Dreams the Poem.

Come on in
What do you need?

I’ve got shelves stacked high, full of old unwanted things
I’ve got astronauts, billionaires, and movie stars
I’ve got quarterbacks, artists, and drumming gods
Cowboys and pilots and preachers
and doctors and lawyers and preachers
We’re all told to reach for the stars

But sometimes we fall hard

and I’m the man who goes to the crash
and picks up the pieces that are left
Most of my trips are to old toy boxes
picking up old dinosaurs and matchboxes
Because this was the freedom we once had
To escape the reality of how bad this world is
but now reality sets in
Mortgages, deaths, and check-ins and check outs
Have defined our exsistence
and don’t have that freedom we once had
playing bang bang you’re dead

And if you’ll look up and down the street

You’ll see we’re on skid row
Where you won’t be confronted by men in three piece suits
but rather druggies who have nothing to lose
because they pawned off all their dreams to me
Yes, I am the owner of the pawn shop of broken dreams
I have so many plans you won’t ever see
Stacked high on my shelves for you to strain to reach
And if you’ll look high enough
There’s that house that you’ve always wanted
But it’s over priced and over your head
So you give up instead
And over there, that’s the job you hoped for

That you lived, breathed, and paid for
But you let it slip away, because you won’t work for it
And there are those legs that your brother needs
The treatment that your father breathes,
The insulin that your mother bleeds
But you don’t want to talk about it
You feel as if you close your eyes it will all go away
and tomorrow will be a brighter day
But this shop has all those dark clouds you tried to block out
it has something for you, and you, and you and… me
You see, there’s a special place in the back for me
Filled with my personal broken dreams
Back there I have my college degree
A spot on the songwriting scene
A star on Hollywood Boulevard
and even the key to your heart
Leaving so soon?
Just remember where this place is
Because in the showcase, hanging in the glass
Is your future

And it’s going fast...!!!




Be Alone No More, My Love The Poem.

You’re all alone

Those green eyes hold
So much pain
So much darkness
You feel as though there’s no one there
Who will understand
Who will connect
I see that
And it tears at my soul
Seeing your pain
Is like ripping my heart out with a dull knife

And I’m trying to reach you
As fast as I can
Because you’re terribly close to breaking
Can’t you see me past the lights?
Of course you can’t
But you can feel me
And I’m hoping that’s enough
To give me a chance
To get into the light

And grab hold of your hand

It’ll happen soon
You’ll see
Just keep on going
Wait for me
And you will be alone no more

I will be alone no more




The world and You The Poem.

Roses are red, violets blue
It seems like living has become hard to do
But there is a story to be said of the world & you.
I know that you think that humanity is doomed
But as long you are still breathing, that is far from true.
Stay strong & make it through
Because within struggle is truth
You have strength so powerful
You can find the beautiful
In wonders so awful.

There is something incredible inside you
That marks you a force the world cannot lose
For you bring life meaning & your mind is the tool
That makes the world more tolerable.
The story of the world & you will never be complete
Until the last breath you breathe

So please

Keep making the best of your humanity.
Because as roses are red & violets are blue

True wisdom & power in this world lies in you...!!!




Faceless The Poem.

I know you feel me
Just like I feel you
I could hear your heart beat twenty times faster
Because I was near
My heart beat just as fast
I am faceless to you
But you are not faceless to me

I’ve seen you
I know your face well
And I know you looked
And I know you tried
And I know you held on so tight
By the end of the night

But you had to let go
We both left in different directions
You heading towards the light
Myself barely there
But don’t worry my dear
You won’t be alone for long
You’ll be seeing me soon
When I am no longer


Faceless...!!!




Don’t Take Away The Poem.

Just tell me now
How I found
Someone so willing
So determined
To fight for me
Everything will be okay
Is what you say
Each and everyday
And I believe it’s true
Nothing will keep me from you
Distance in miles
But not in heart

Don’t take my
Feelings away

I want this more,
Than anything
Tell me now
Just how you feel
Take my hand
And say the words
Look into my eyes
And see my faith
In all that you are
In all that we can be
In all that we are

Don’t take my
Feelings away

Let this last
I keep you close
When I think
About all I want
You’re in my mind
I don’t want you to,
Fade away
Stay close to me
Take my hand
Once again
Follow me
And just believe
Everything that I say
And that mean

Don’t take my
Feelings away

When you’re near
Whether screen or skin
I know I’m better
I can believe
That I do deserve good

And it’s you...!!!



Let You Go The Poem.

“let me go”
That’s what you said
To me when I give my heart to you
I close my eyelids

And saw flying images,



Memories
I know you didn’t mean to
But you wounded me
Right here, where my heart is
If I could just open my beating heart,
And make your wish come true

And make you happy.



I’d do it
Even if my heart won’t beat again.
That night when I got home
I drank lots of coffee
Trying to keep my eyes open
Just so I can remember your arms
And your twinkling eyes
If I could just make you happy
I’d do it
I swear I would I’m doing it right now

I let you go...!!!


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