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In The Dark Always In The Dark The Poem

12:15 AM | Labels: English Poems, English Poetry, English Poetry Collection, English Quotes, English Sayings, I, Love Poetry, Quotes, Romentic, Romentic Poetry, Romentic Quotes

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

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...!!!

The joy to be found in winters season is easily found with you...!!!

I Would have followed him to hell,if he asked me and may be I did...!!!

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...!!!

When I Am With you,the only place I want to be is closer...!!!

Sometimes,you don’t need to say anything.Just be there.Just be here besides me That’s ENOUGH...!!!

Right from the start I knew I had to make you mine...!!!

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Best Poems About Life And Love

1:59 AM | Labels: Best Poems, English Poems, English Poetry, English Poetry Collection, English Sayings, life poems, Love Poems, Love Poetry, Poems, Romentic Poems, Romentic Poetry, Sad Poems, Sad Poetry, Worlds Best Poems

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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Romantic Poems In English On Love

7:47 AM | Labels: English Poems, English Poetry, English Quotes, English Sayings, Love Poetry, Poems, Quotes, Sad Poetry, Sad Quotes, SMS

A Bed Among The Clouds Poem

I let balloons go on purpose
giving them the freedom
I cannot have,
the freedom among
the storm clouds that
I pine for every night,
to be blanketed in sheets
of rain drops
and tucked in by the
fingers of the wind,
with the lightning
as a night light
and a lullaby
hummed from the
throat of thunder.
But, iron trees put down
roots in concrete,
and, darling, my feet
are fixed to the ground.
So, I let the balloons go
to give them a bed
among the clouds...!!!

Candle The Poem

Tonight, I need a softer light,
a softer night, a different
kind of care.. I need
an old fashioned thing,
simple comfort to wrap me in;
candle light so I may hide,
in softer shadows, I need the
soothe, the gentle flame,
for eyes that burn, eyes
that prickle.. though I refuse them.
Tonight I need to hide,
the dark encroaches, and
I fear this dreadful ache..
I need the steady flicker, the slow
burn wick, to mesmerise,
to keep the night away..
hold back this hollow feeling,
this bereft.. heavy in my bones.
Tonight I am alone so
I light a candle, to assuage,
this awful ache..
I am quiet, alone..
with
a flame that gutters...!!!

My Love The Poem

Be still, my love, be still; rest your
weary eyes and listen to the silent
melody of midnight skies.
Fold into my warm embrace, place
your hand in mine, within my arms,
within my heart, security you’ll find.
Let shadows dance between the
shards of moonlight on your skin as
Lady Night with one eye open, smiling,
glances in.
Ever watchful ever knowing, sweet dreams
she sends your way, in the form of
tiny shooting stars, performing a ballet.
But know that should you lose your way
‘neath the blackened veil of night, I’ll be
right here, within your hand, around you,

holding tight.
Together, let us fade to black, to the
comfort of retreat, to the place our love
has made it’s own, to the silence ‘tween each beat...!!!

Obsession The Pome

Have you crossed between two parallel mirrors?
and stopped to reborn long dead tortures
that carved contours on your forehead
and threw away liter of tears that you shed
You withdrew from digging memories
seeing an infinite images
reflected between two glasses
You wanted to leave it fragmented
to stop the mirror from recreating threat
Threat of your own face, your own body
for they kept you from being happy
They were molded imperfectly
that made you wish to be like someone else
who got a look to induce love spells
and will make him fall deeply in love again
as deep as parallel mirrors with nothing in between
Nothing because it’s merely a delusion

caused by your obsession...!!!

The Broken Ones Poem

She told me
about her love
for petals,
snowflakes,
and butterflies,
for their
fragility.

She took them
in her palms
then, set them
free, seemly
reminding me
to be gentle
before she
leaves...!!!

This is for your eyes only... but they can look too Poem

I write for you
miles of words
that the rest
of the world
may well see,
and although
I’ve liked to leave
this network
of readers behind,
I fancy the fact
the followers
that I have
are mostly writers
who all seem
to be fans
of what I do
devotedly
and willingly
just for you.
so maybe
I am doing
something right
by my writing
and all the hearts
are simply
a quality check
that allows
a non-writer
who writes his love
daily poems
to keep himself
on inventive toes.

I love being
nobody’s favorite…
but yours...!!!

I do not want to be whole if she is hollow Poem

Love is watching her brain
tear away at her personality -
stripping her of all the humanity
I had selfishly imposed
upon her unstable shoulders.

Her cunning, her tricks,
her eagerness to enjoy this life
and more importantly,
enjoy it by my side,
are ebbing away like the tide.

I cannot be the shoreline, no.
I cannot keep her sanity
wound about my palms -
I’d be shackled to it
if only imprisonment was a choice.

She takes my heart with her.
She is a shell of the friend
I have woven into my life -
a ghost of yesterday,
a whisper of the past,
a fading photograph
I never realized I had taken.

She was the simple soul
that made the ground bearable
when my knees bled.
She made the days sweeter
when I ran out of sugar.
She made the nights warm
when Winter gnawed at my bones.

Love is not something beautiful
or simply written -
it is an inhalation, exhalation,
and every strangulation in between.

I love her but cannot keep her.
I am bound to her insanity
and she is taking me down with her.
Piece by piece,
every grain of sand
is stripped and stolen away.

I give them willingly...!!!

We'll Meet Again Poem

When it’s darkest
And it seems
You’re but a
Distant memory
Haunting me
With what was
Making me sad
I’ll hum to myself
“We’ll meet again
Don’t know where
Don’t know when
But I know we’ll meet again

One sunny day”...!!!

Beginning The Poem

Let’s be brave,
For a moment.
Let us pretend the sky isn’t
A dangerous hue
And falling into fragments.

Shall we,
If only for a second,
Believe in ourselves
Just enough to feel safe
Though the windows
Are breaking in on us
And the water is
A putrid shade of brown?

The world can only
Hold us captive for so long.
The ransom may be high
But it can only drop
For the demands shall
Not be met kindly, I know.
And the sickness in us
Can only go so deep
Before hope is lost
And peace, instead, is found.

This is not the end...!!!

Because there will never be a greater pain Poem

There was nothing to do
but love you
from the time my tiny eyes
saw you

I reached out
wanting to become
the only light in your eyes

It was you I sought
when I’d scrape my knee
It was you I needed to see
before I fell asleep

But you-
you could not be bothered
with a tiny little me
a growing pained me
or an adult me

Yet even still-
with all that has been said
by me
I still need you
you see
because there was nothing I could do
but love you

My one and only Daddy...!!!

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Rollercoaster Love Poem

10:48 PM | Labels: English Poems, English Sayings, Love Poetry, Y

You’re a rollercoaster,
And i can’t stand it.
I’m use to the stereotypical rollercoaster.
They look like a douche.
Act like a douche.
And by definition.. They are a douche.
But no you don’t look like a douche.
No when i look at you my heart melts
I feel like crying and laughing at the same time.
I’ve been told that’s what love is
And i have no doubt that i love you.
But when you’re down, i feel like shit
You are so cold and unfeeling toward me and just as I’m about to give up.
Just as i m about to leave you,
You say something wonderful
It’s small
And it doesn’t last long.
But it’s wonderful.
And it’s enough to push me to endure another long downward slope.
I push through more and more hard cold empty feelings so that i can get another spark of feeling from you.
And its because i love you
And i have no doubt.
But you’re a rollercoaster,
And i can’t stand it.

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The Scientific Method Poem

10:33 PM | Labels: English Poems, English Sayings, T

The morning after I saw you
My heart is iron nestled between my lungs
Rusting but still beating despite how fast
Salt can corrode these hard things.
Methodically, I’ve collected the times I would be crying
Inside my chest; it gets heavy.
I know a lot of things, and and when I was fourteen
Assembling metals on a display board for the science fair,
I was unaware that the invisible measures
Of myself could ever matter: the quantity of your affections
For me. The total mass of my worth, gram by gram pulled off
Me and lost in the white sheets of your bed.
I know a lot of things, except for what matters.
Nobody can see the gravity pushing us down,
So I write poems with my eyes closed.

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How To Forget Someone The Rule To Forgetting Someone Is To Remember Yourself

2:30 AM | Labels: English Poems, English Poetry, English Sayings, H

How to forget someone

Begin with your routine
Eliminate the comfortable the familiar and most of all the reminiscent
If you two had a favorite hang out spot that still brings you to tears with every visit
Rid of it
Find a new spot
If an ice cream parlor becomes some twisted nostalgic trinket
Explore the city and find a better one
If certain streets and neighborhoods become a household name for bashings of unwanted anger and unrequited dust
Undress the town until you become accustomed to new places faces and build yourself around what you could never be reminded of
The treasures you have never known
And once you’ve traced the skeleton of the city
Deduced every curve and angle
Memorized its blueprint fit with every scenic park and atmospheric cafe
discovered everything it is, will be and could ever become
Leave
Take a bike or cab or runners and a map
and go and uncover somewhere not someone
that will make you feel full
instead of alone
But be wary
And take into consideration
The difference between detachment and distance
Don’t switch the ice-cream for frozen yogurt just yet
Do not try to drive off into the sunset with a tape full of songs you’ll learn to regret
Don’t even move a single step
Before you are more sure
than you are hurt
That you are running towards a new future
To make amends
And purify of the sulking moping and worthless hoping
And not to simply escape the past
That you have hidden so carefully under your tongue and at the back of your mouth

The rule to forgetting someone is to remember yourself..

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Its Getting Hot Flowers Blooming Sun Is Shining

2:22 AM | Labels: English Poems, English Poetry, English Sayings, I

It’s getting hot
flowers blooming
sun is shining
keep me cool by the waters.
It’s getting cold
leaves falling
sun is leaving
keep me warm under covers.
the cycle repeats
a new year older
please don’t leave
repeat, repeat, repeat...!!!

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Every Night In My Dreams I See You I Feel You Dat z How I Know You Go On

1:05 AM | Labels: E, English Poetry, English Sayings, Night Poetry

Every Night in my dreams, I see you I feel you dat z how I know you go on,
Far across the distance and spaces between us, You have come to show you go on,

Near far wherever you are I believe dat the heart does go on,
once more you open the door and you are here in my heart and my heart will go on and on...!!!

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