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Meagan O'Hara Apr 2014
Some secrets
Ought to be kept alone
Ready to wait
Ready to die
You made me this way

Not once did I flinch
Only did I fear that you

Might try again
Or maybe take things farther. Id
Rather not think about it for
Every time I do, I become                                           *S T R O N G E R
Mea Jan 2013
I've never seen someone like you,
Who are you,  an aborigine from perfect land...
You crush me down,
You tear me apart,
You break my confidence,
The more I try, the ruder you get.
The stronger you tear me down.

To err is human, but not so for you.
You think your perfect, well I'm sorry to prove you wrong.
Believe in perfection, try your hand at it first,
Then, and only then try your hand at others.

*  Personalised and Improvised  
  Evolves to ones likeness  
  Reflects who you are  
  Father of practice  
  Efficient when a true friend  
  Creative and rewarding  
  Time consuming  
  Institution of creative minds  
  Openness to change and  
  Never devastating.  *

Faith is mine, and uncertainty is yours.
Trust is from humans, disbelief for aborigines.
Love for the heart, hatred for the mind.
Completeness in all its goodness is mine,  
Perfection with all its imperfection is for none but you.

We try and you wreck us down,
You try and we break apart.
Let nature take its own time and heal the wounds,
Caused by the imperfect perfectionist.
M y love is like a red, red rose
Y oung with the dew-kissed promises of spring.

L aden with unique perfume,
O n a slender stalk it blooms
V ery near the edge of a sunlit garden,
E ndlessly transforming but always the same.

I  offer you this rose in hopes that
S someday fields of them will shine.

L oving you turns ugly weeds
I nto rare exotic blossoms that
K iss the summer breezes with their scent
E ven as they wither and turn brown.

A bsolute perfection is my love and this red flower.

R each out and touch this rose I offer-
E very thorn is gentle and not sharp-
D o  not fear of hurt from it.

R ather fill your senses with the joy of it,
E ndlessly fresh within your hand, and never
D ying, only changing to become more sweet.

R eceive this gift I bring to you and
O nly let me be that rose
S o  that my soul lies in your hand and heart for all
E ternity.
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The title comes from a traditional folk song.  The rest of it comes from me.
Nina McNally Nov 2016
Tomorrow's another day, another ful of
Hope. Another day to share love, show kindness
In this world there's too much hate--we need to
Spread love and kindness and

Show our children that we're in this together!
Our world needs us; we
Need our world!
Gather everyone you love and

Share Kindness.
And listen to music!! All different
Varieties of music---
Every kind-- MUSIC is LIFE!
Doing good, showing kindness, and

Much more is what we need in this world.
Yesterday is just a day

Longing to bring peace to this world.
In life, it's to short to worry and
Forever is so for a way, just breathe
E**veryday and show love!
T8tle from Simple Plan.
Written from my heart as it came to me.
Music is the best!!
Peace and Love
©2016
McNally/Flanders, Inc.
Mey Jul 2015
Best things in life is being with you
Rather than being alone
In the midst of the dark
Across the deep blue sea
Nothing compares when I’m with you

Precious smile I’ll never get tired to see
Always hoping it’ll never leave
Uncommon yet it shows veracity
Laden heavily by your own difficulty

Videos and music we’ve shared together
Inseparable moments that will last forever
Racing hearts but never exposed
Anxious of the possibilities ahead of our road
Youth, hindered us from the unspoken words of our own sentiments

Considering my thoughts
Raging for every reasons I have
In leaving you behind the walls we unconsciously built or
Staying beside you with the lump on my throat
Observing how you suddenly adapt to our new world
Shredding me into utmost invisible piece
Together-forever remained just a thought in the void
Over-thinking of the road ahead, no more
Messed-up mind glued to the shore
O**n my way to the paradise and mend a heart once broke
Keeping you for so long, suddenly, I ended up losing you all along.
Christina Cox Dec 2015
Dying alone is the secret of life.
It’s what everyone does but no one realizes.
Gather together your thoughts and dreams one last time.
Nothing known and nothing unknown of death.
Infinite wishes of dreams not found.
Thankful for the dreams you were able to make true.
Y**ou die alone after a life of dreams created with lovers and friends.
This is our nation                our possion of love,where we used love an respect each ather ,where we used to fight an follow our culture, but why it has to end so quickly....                                                                            This is our nation               where our passion of love should take place,  where people from outside should aware of who we are,and who we are..are bothrs an sisters who should stand 2gethr an fight of their nation.....                                                             This is our nation            where bad things used to happen ,where our love of passion were taken away 4rm us,where our nation used to live in fear an hoppin tht one day.... jst one day they will find peace .but the day has come....the day of joy and no tears                                                                this is our nation             why era we ashame of who we are?,why era we holiding back the memories? Why are we latting our nation be taken away 4rm us?...
Our culture and religions are about 2 disapear....why sitting back an doing nothing while thry step 4ward an take over our nation           as young generation          we are the future of our nation,we are the ceo of our nation an we are the light of our nation.    We should be proud of who we are coz the nation is for us to take over an follow the footsteps of our heroes                             this is my nation an this is our nation #end#
Olga Valerevna Nov 2015
If I could slip away I'd choose to hold you 'til the end
and beg for your attention like the tragedy of men
There's something to be said about the effort we we put in
but it amounts to nothing when we realize our skin
The lessons come in pieces and the the puzzle always was
we put it back together or we make another one
I'd rather lay my cards among the weeds and let them choke
and call them as I see them, you're not all that I have known
So even if emotions and the thought of you remain
I'll take you in like winter, let the cold run through my vein*s
whatever the chances, whatever the odds
Yuke Gnehz Feb 2013
Father
And
Mother
I
Love
Y**ou
Roxanne Pepin Jul 2010
Bring
All you can,
Never
Knowing what

You don't.
Over thinking,
Under consideration. an exact
Replica of what

Transgressed.
Hounding her soul
Overtly.
Under influences, you couldn't
Gather your words.
Heroics you
Thought necessary, what a
S**hame.
© Roxanne Pepin 2010
Àŧùl Jan 2017
And so we were separated by spaces between us,
The distances took a heavy toll from us both,
Unsuccessful better be my surname,
Long ago I started tumbling.

Up above the world so high,
She was cutest angel in my sky,
Ever so beautiful all her ways were,
Dreaming me with herself she used to.

Tracing words on her skin I used to write,
On both her feet and also her hands.

Lost is that so golden sheen,
Over the years only getting bitter,
Vastly living in my solo play I am now,
Escaping that wicked loneliness poltergeist.

Kindly I tried to love her with all my honesty,
Rather than heart I loved her with my soul,
Insipid now all my days have become,
Painting I am regularly a smiley,
I**nsipid my life has become.
We were like tags to the poem of life,
So we were always separated by spaces.

I am satisfied that I did not cheat her ever.
I have a clean heart as far as loyalty is concerned.
Another Secondary Acrostic Poetical Piece.
My HP Poem #1368
©Atul Kaushal
Bree Apr 2015
Oh!
My mind is spinning
Lovers of math, how?
Kerosene, my desk.  
Just kidding. Or no?
I** am falling to the floor
Help, no signal… Dead.
Gather the marbles!
For why don’t you flow?
Everywhere I look,
Dumb numbers look back.
Call it what it is?
Bothersome old foe.
Ah!
Z en is where I want to be
Y ou may wonder why
X erostomia has dried my tongue
W ithin it words are dry.
V owels are always hard to place
U nless you place them right
T his is what I want to say
S o my words don't bite
R ather this than be a fool
Q uestioning and in this pool
P laying one or more the fool
O r playing not at all
N ot wanting to be very rude
M y zen like being still being crude
L ots more learning I must seek
K eeping thoughts aside
J ust as is will be what I will want to see
I n a serene harmony with the me
H ope that I can be it soon
G low beneath the crescent moon
F all and rise from my own doom
E ach moment better than the last
D etails unimportant last
C hallenging
B ut in the ending of the when
A ll of me will be all Zen.
Ojaswee Das Aug 2019
ather aether Katherine
quintessence she’s never been
confess profess depress
transgress the process
A lifecycle.
With little to no progress

repress to the oppress
Obsess the agress
Compress the mess
Say yes to impress

You’re not blessed
Be ready to face
The detest for this
Damsel in distress.
You’re not allowed to egress

We’ve all been trained to stash
All that we have had for the brash
Trash. thats what we are if not unerring

pristine is an acknowledgment to disguise
kitschy fustian ostentatious. Be that.
No less. No more.
Katherine tried but failed to fit anymore

We’re all Katherine. You and me.
we don’t abide. We don’t fit. We don’t belong.
Here.
There.
Everywhere.

Life’s not fair.
certifiednutcase Sep 2014
15
Dear*
Father,
It has been
Fifteen years since you left this world.
This world is no longer the same as fifteen years ago.
Everything has changed,
Even me.
Nevertheless, I miss you and I wish you never left.
Poetic T Dec 2015
G* *ather up your memories of occasions dear
O pen the door to thoughts let us reminisce
N ever will I disappear from your life my dear
E ver more in recollection I am so far but near.

You thou g ht of me as a moment past a reflection gone,
But I will o n a vacant breath be tasted in the air.
That seat I n the room where my derrière still etched
Never lost e nduring in the feel of time gone past.

*You stayed in my heart I was devoid in this place called
Home but no I will soon be back. Never would I leave
You silent, alone, lonesome. I am on my way back i was
Never really gone, I will in time be in your arms once more.
Alaa Nov 2018
Most friendship is feigning,
but in ours there was no fectioning.
You proved the definition of loving,
whilst I taught you the trusting.

I say "was", because that love has become an echo;
in which I find the comfort,
of a fading memento.
I crave for the love that I found in no ather resort.

Your kind is very few,
so I named her after you.
I actually have an exam in 18 hours and I didn't memorize a thing. Nevertheless, I was inspired and felt the need to write...so, here it is.
When I say "her" I'm referring to my sister. Yes she was named after you my dear Mariam.
Eola Feb 2021
I feel regret
M y effort wasn't blunt, but subtle

S o I tried to balance you and me
O r so I thought
R ather it was just me
R ather you were hurting
Y ou have every right to end this

...Im sorry
LTJK Jan 2020
I n these sleepless nights,
L ights guide me through the dark.
O ver the mountains we flew,
V anishing in one big spark.
E ternity promised at the shore,
Y earning for more,
O ld bones in new glimmer,
U nder the stars we start to shimmer.
D evoured by each others crave,
A pathy was never our grave.
R est your head on my chest,
L ose your best,
I mitation of yourself.
N othing is prettier than you,
G ather the fears that you grew.
i love you darling
-E Jun 2017
She
She asked me
why did you fall for me
Its not like im a beauty queen
and look what I wear
My hairs a mess
There are ather girls who would be better for you
I smiled and said
That's way I love you
You don't see how beautifull you are
so you don't show it off or think your better
You don't care what people think about what you wear
or how your hair looks
And there no one else I rather fall for
Becouse you may see yourself as a 6
But I see you as a
Amazing 10
Toni D'Leangelo Apr 2023
L ike a thief in the night ,
I t came.
F aint entry yet fierce intention.
E veryone is at stake.

I' m
S cared.

W eary from our woes we all share
A deep need for...
R escue.

L ook at your guns and ammunition.
I t' s all primitive.
F or what' s really out there
E ven the strongest calibre is no match.

I' m
S ad.

W hen will rescue come ?
A nd what will it bring ?
R ather , who will it leave ?

L ong is the battle.
I njured are many....uncountable.
F rightened we should all be because
E vacuation is not up to us.

I' m
S tuck.

W ade in the warfare.
A bide by it' s laws.
R each the end.

L and of the Living.
I 've heard stories of such a place.
F inding It is the mystery , yet
E xistence of such a place is the pursuit.

I' ll
S tride.

W e' re all in danger and desperate.
A bsolution is a gift.
R ealize and remember that gift.

Imagine what' s hidden in the shadows and the sounds buried beneathe the earth. What if you saw it all ? What if you heard it all ? What would you care about then ? The world is a big place with mighty mysteries. It' s scary to think of what we haven' t experienced...but can. It' s scary to know , how "easy to ****" we all can be and it' s even more intimidating to realize what we' re all afraid of is all afraid of something else. Something mysterious.
acacia Jun 2020
...
How do you remember the name of the birds?
Can I find out, like you, by watching these blue birds?
He whistled a bird song
Something specific to me, not whistled too long
Pattern revealed, asking me how-I-do-song
I want my father, not a weight of nappies
I want to drift off on your warm lap, daddy
Name of my 'F'ather, I've drowned him, replace him?
I'm the one you seek to fulfill

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