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 Nov 2014 LibertyHX1511
Atta
I lost a soul
Beautiful soul
In a blue dawn
I lost you

I lost my love
Now I have to live
My life without
You
I lost my cat, 14-9-14
Pull out a mirror and look at your soul.
You probably cant see anything through all that filth.
 Nov 2014 LibertyHX1511
farahD
Tired and broken,
The agitated mind we caught in anger,
Yet longing for the ultimate happiness;
Soothing souls,
Only possible with faith.
Your tears burn into my soul
And cleanse it of
The darkness it holds

Your smile sets in my eyes
And puts out the fire
There disguised

Your words ring in my ears
And I know I'm truly happy
For the first time in years
Soul
Alive, astir
Gliding, enshroud, obscure
Awaken my tormented soul
Nomad
A cinquain poem
 Nov 2014 LibertyHX1511
Lawan
Soul
 Nov 2014 LibertyHX1511
Lawan
Fire, water, air; are all
Elements that make man stand tall

Joy, sorrow, grief that burns
Swallows him whole as the world turns

Emotions buried within his heart
Is as marvelous as is art

His mortal body shrinks as it ages;
He does everything he can, so it manages

His blood, his brain, and all parts of his main--
The soul departs but they remain

So why after death does man not stand?
His components are there, don't misunderstand!

If you believe not in a soul beneath
What then is underneath?
Just a thought i carressed
 Nov 2014 LibertyHX1511
Shan K
soul
 Nov 2014 LibertyHX1511
Shan K
you are not your grades or your scars
your height or your weight
you are not your face or the color of your hair

you are the person you define yourself to be
you are who you want to be
you are not the opinion of the people around you

you are your soul
be it old or young
you have lived many lives
and this is just the beginning
 Nov 2014 LibertyHX1511
Nazi Neyz
A darkened soul

Always sees more
Knows what to fear
What it's for
To feel exposed
Try walking free
The dark does follow
It wants to see
Writing hand
Every time we're face to face
You make my heart race.
And even though this thing is new
I hope to spend a while with you.

Your kind words flow so well
They make my heart swell.
And even though I try to write
The words just don't sound quite right.

Oh how I've missed the sound
Of your laugh and voice around.
The short time we've been able to spend
Has been so great - I don't want it to end.

You see, if I were a tiny tree
You'd be the rain
That would wash away all my pain.

Along with helping me (the tree) grow-
You'd make me whole
Just like
you've awakened my soul.
I want someone who sees my freckles as galaxies
And my scars as stories.
Who tells me my eyes are beautiful
And that my crooked teeth are charming.
I need someone who makes me feel as happy
As I feel when I write poetry.
Who makes me realize that I don’t need a lover,
But sometimes it’s okay to want one.
Then I realize as I trace the freckles on my arm,
That I already see them as galaxies.
And I know the stories behind my scars.
My eyes are my favorite feature
And **** my crooked teeth are awesome.
I write poetry and it makes me happy,
So why do I want a person to share that with?
I have everything here,
I love myself more than anyone could ever love me.
I found this in my old notes and cried a little
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