AmiHope - Hello Poetry

I want to travel with you Italy, Paris, Rome Wherever we can go I want to hold your hand It wouldn’t matter if people stared As far as I’m concerned we’re the only two to exist I want to make you laugh Your laughter is beautiful I would give anything to be the culprit behind it I want to hold you Can’t we just lay in bed together for a day? I would hold you until we’re old & grey You have no idea how soft I am for you How I want to spend my time making sure your life is filled with love Every time the weather is bad for you, I want to make a pillow & blanket fort for you. We could lay in there together watching movies & just hide away from the storms I wish I could tell you all of these things, but I can’t I can’t project my feelings onto you because it just wouldn’t be fair So I give you my heart in secret & hope that whomever gets to have your’s in turn cherishes it the way I do

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Aug 25, 2019

Aug 25, 2019 at 4:43 AM UTC

The Things I Want To Do With You- An Open Letter

I want to travel with you Italy, Paris, Rome Wherever we can go I want to hold your hand It wouldn’t matter if people stared As far as I’m concerned we’re the only two to exist I want to make you laugh Your laughter is beautiful I would give anything to be the culprit behind it I want to hold you Can’t we just lay in bed together for a day? I would hold you until we’re old & grey You have no idea how soft I am for you How I want to spend my time making sure your life is filled with love Every time the weather is bad for you, I want to make a pillow & blanket fort for you. We could lay in there together watching movies & just hide away from the storms I wish I could tell you all of these things, but I can’t I can’t project my feelings onto you because it just wouldn’t be fair So I give you my heart in secret & hope that whomever gets to have your’s in turn cherishes it the way I do

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I sit on the precipice of life Staring into the vastness of space My mouth is moving, but I’m only met with silence I sit there on the edge Only the stars to keep me company A tear escapes and makes it’s way down my cheek I’m fighting to get a sound out This vacuum of empty space is deafening My cheeks are stained, my dress drenched, the tears won’t stop Why can’t you see? Why won’t you hear? I’m gasping for air, but there’s none to be found In the end, we both know I’ll say I’m fine

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Jul 22, 2019

Jul 22, 2019 at 2:47 AM UTC

I’m Fine

I sit on the precipice of life Staring into the vastness of space My mouth is moving, but I’m only met with silence I sit there on the edge Only the stars to keep me company A tear escapes and makes it’s way down my cheek I’m fighting to get a sound out This vacuum of empty space is deafening My cheeks are stained, my dress drenched, the tears won’t stop Why can’t you see? Why won’t you hear? I’m gasping for air, but there’s none to be found In the end, we both know I’ll say I’m fine

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Time for wine To unwind Rewind Let the world fall behind Keep the stress of the day at bay While I let my words lay Dim the lights Give up the work without a fight End this lyrical rhyme? I might -Me

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Jul 5, 2019

Jul 5, 2019 at 2:36 AM UTC

Word Play

Time for wine To unwind Rewind Let the world fall behind Keep the stress of the day at bay While I let my words lay Dim the lights Give up the work without a fight End this lyrical rhyme? I might -Me

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They were beautiful they were. There was none who compare. Eyes brown, lips soft & pink as a Spring grown rose, & skin that had been kissed by the Summer sun. They were beautiful they were. My heart longed for them the way the waves yearn for the moon. The softness of their voice. A voice that could tame any beast. Oh how I loved their presence all the more. The grandeur of their life was unattainable from the modest one I led. Though my heart only desired to be beside them, I’m afraid it was something I would never procure. They were beautiful they were. A beauty I could not obtain.

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Jul 5, 2019

Jul 5, 2019 at 2:34 AM UTC

They were beautiful

They were beautiful they were. There was none who compare. Eyes brown, lips soft & pink as a Spring grown rose, & skin that had been kissed by the Summer sun. They were beautiful they were. My heart longed for them the way the waves yearn for the moon. The softness of their voice. A voice that could tame any beast. Oh how I loved their presence all the more. The grandeur of their life was unattainable from the modest one I led. Though my heart only desired to be beside them, I’m afraid it was something I would never procure. They were beautiful they were. A beauty I could not obtain.

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It’s human nature to break down Emotions can make you feel like you could drown It’s ok to let them loose Free yourself from their noose Let them flow Heaven knows you take a heavy blow Each time a thought explodes Your mind does not have to be your number one foe Let them out Let go of all that negative doubt This is what being human is about Do something that eases your mind Take the time to rewind Go for a walk Take time to talk Dance Sing Do anything Just don’t let them consume you, fool you, or undo you

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Jul 5, 2019

Jul 5, 2019 at 2:34 AM UTC

Emotions

It’s human nature to break down Emotions can make you feel like you could drown It’s ok to let them loose Free yourself from their noose Let them flow Heaven knows you take a heavy blow Each time a thought explodes Your mind does not have to be your number one foe Let them out Let go of all that negative doubt This is what being human is about Do something that eases your mind Take the time to rewind Go for a walk Take time to talk Dance Sing Do anything Just don’t let them consume you, fool you, or undo you

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She unravels herself only for the sun The only light she loves apart from her own He drapes her in his color, shaping her form like no other can Gentle touches, fleeting kisses, & breathy sighs, only he can give her what she needs Even if it is only in passing His light is the only light she loves Apart from her own

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Jul 5, 2019

Jul 5, 2019 at 2:32 AM UTC

She

She unravels herself only for the sun The only light she loves apart from her own He drapes her in his color, shaping her form like no other can Gentle touches, fleeting kisses, & breathy sighs, only he can give her what she needs Even if it is only in passing His light is the only light she loves Apart from her own

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Time wilts the flower Ages the wine It is both a blessing & a curse It gives us the chance to be with those we love, but takes them away from us when it ends With time we are granted two choices: You can spend it wisely or you can waste it One thing I know for sure is: Time is rarely on our side

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Oct 2, 2018

Oct 2, 2018 at 4:40 PM UTC

Time

Time wilts the flower Ages the wine It is both a blessing & a curse It gives us the chance to be with those we love, but takes them away from us when it ends With time we are granted two choices: You can spend it wisely or you can waste it One thing I know for sure is: Time is rarely on our side

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What are we, but a simple vessel? A stopping place for something bigger than we could ever know. You see the flesh and hear the sound of my heart, but do you feel the passion that burns within? We live with borrowed time, time that slips away if one is not careful. Will you stand out in the rain or let the snow fall upon your face? Can you understand the maps of the stars or how the moon cannot live without the sun? Do we truly understand what we are, when there are galaxies and worlds unexplored? How complex is the human mind, when even the vast oceans are left un-examined? When thinking of everything there is yet to understand, will we ever know what we are?

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Sep 25, 2018

Sep 25, 2018 at 2:50 AM UTC

What Are We?

What are we, but a simple vessel? A stopping place for something bigger than we could ever know. You see the flesh and hear the sound of my heart, but do you feel the passion that burns within? We live with borrowed time, time that slips away if one is not careful. Will you stand out in the rain or let the snow fall upon your face? Can you understand the maps of the stars or how the moon cannot live without the sun? Do we truly understand what we are, when there are galaxies and worlds unexplored? How complex is the human mind, when even the vast oceans are left un-examined? When thinking of everything there is yet to understand, will we ever know what we are?

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The day you stop letting your imagination have even an inkling of freedom, is the day you stop living and simply begin to exist.

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Sep 25, 2018

Sep 25, 2018 at 2:40 AM UTC

Imagination

The day you stop letting your imagination have even an inkling of freedom, is the day you stop living and simply begin to exist.

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Poetry and writing are more than just putting words to paper. They flow from my heart. My soul. From deep within. For me it's not just a passion, but my entire existence. The greats that came before me, oh how they have been etched into every fiber of my being. Their words, their works, & the movement they started for us all, it's the very reason I strive to express myself. Words have become my master and I a willing slave to them. They mold me. They break me. Yet they make me whole all at the same time. I will never be able to convey how much words mean to me. I hope to be able to move others with my work, just as my work has moved me.

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Sep 25, 2018

Sep 25, 2018 at 12:22 AM UTC

A Thought I Will Always Ponder

Poetry and writing are more than just putting words to paper. They flow from my heart. My soul. From deep within. For me it's not just a passion, but my entire existence. The greats that came before me, oh how they have been etched into every fiber of my being. Their words, their works, & the movement they started for us all, it's the very reason I strive to express myself. Words have become my master and I a willing slave to them. They mold me. They break me. Yet they make me whole all at the same time. I will never be able to convey how much words mean to me. I hope to be able to move others with my work, just as my work has moved me.

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