Paints - Hello Poetry

Love is not my reason Understand I don't believe in luck but love Still love is not my reason If I can't fall in love Better still I make love Create my own story To tell love.

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Jan 1, 2021

Jan 1, 2021 at 5:41 PM UTC

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Love is not my reason

Love is not my reason Understand I don't believe in luck but love Still love is not my reason If I can't fall in love Better still I make love Create my own story To tell love.

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If there's one thing I know best It's My obsession Which lay deep down In a room with shackles Waiting for that uncontrollable period To exhibit it shape I know for sure it changes shape To be satisfied with figure For obsession show's With out knowing It stain without showing Just like a phone with password I tell you it always a reminder As date is. It's certained that obsession leads to Desiree's Some can't be spoken of Nor to be believed For to know an individual Know his obsession And to know his desire Hook up to his obsession Like subscribing to YouTube...

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Sep 11, 2020

Sep 11, 2020 at 7:08 PM UTC

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My obsession

If there's one thing I know best It's My obsession Which lay deep down In a room with shackles Waiting for that uncontrollable period To exhibit it shape I know for sure it changes shape To be satisfied with figure For obsession show's With out knowing It stain without showing Just like a phone with password I tell you it always a reminder As date is. It's certained that obsession leads to Desiree's Some can't be spoken of Nor to be believed For to know an individual Know his obsession And to know his desire Hook up to his obsession Like subscribing to YouTube...

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What name do I give Even I am not sure Exposed to laughter Endurance of pain Torture with sadness Qualified to hope Love, peace and joy Are life best options But one must be given To emotions like an Artistic status tell a story It's just comes like Bees attracted to flowers An open arm still alone Helping heart making weapons I find myself dripping As I leave a message See know notification Yet notify by all It just like the manifestation Which the sun Carrie's Invite with interested invoice.

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Sep 1, 2020

Sep 1, 2020 at 5:32 PM UTC

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Untitled beauty

What name do I give Even I am not sure Exposed to laughter Endurance of pain Torture with sadness Qualified to hope Love, peace and joy Are life best options But one must be given To emotions like an Artistic status tell a story It's just comes like Bees attracted to flowers An open arm still alone Helping heart making weapons I find myself dripping As I leave a message See know notification Yet notify by all It just like the manifestation Which the sun Carrie's Invite with interested invoice.

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As I view my world I stood from a far distance Left to my unused Wisdom With an open mind Accessing the great treasure of this Poetic picture It worth is unknown Clerify with deep peace Which clear sorrow and give inner joy Never the less I gain wisdom Each time I view my poetic picture Each time I view my poetic picture Grace is made available Like the blue sky mixed with white and gray clouds Dew locating it resting place As I allocate myself terms to it Fruitful tresses beautify with drip of water As it dirp down on green grass's Finding it way on earth Watering the earth I could feel the air powered with purity The enrolling sound of each bird Made substantial harmony The sun rise Titled with glorious ability Edifying the field with enrich satisfaction Each time I view my poetic picture Each time I view my poetic picture My poetic picture could be Me, you, man, woman, words Sure as I gain wisdom from it. My poetic picture is the voice that address me in different picase for the moment of reality, existence and truth Wisdom is profitable to direct If I may ask What is your poetic picture?

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Jul 21, 2020

Jul 21, 2020 at 4:57 PM UTC

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Poetic Picture

As I view my world I stood from a far distance Left to my unused Wisdom With an open mind Accessing the great treasure of this Poetic picture It worth is unknown Clerify with deep peace Which clear sorrow and give inner joy Never the less I gain wisdom Each time I view my poetic picture Each time I view my poetic picture Grace is made available Like the blue sky mixed with white and gray clouds Dew locating it resting place As I allocate myself terms to it Fruitful tresses beautify with drip of water As it dirp down on green grass's Finding it way on earth Watering the earth I could feel the air powered with purity The enrolling sound of each bird Made substantial harmony The sun rise Titled with glorious ability Edifying the field with enrich satisfaction Each time I view my poetic picture Each time I view my poetic picture My poetic picture could be Me, you, man, woman, words Sure as I gain wisdom from it. My poetic picture is the voice that address me in different picase for the moment of reality, existence and truth Wisdom is profitable to direct If I may ask What is your poetic picture?

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Why do you Why did you How could you Why should you Why did you say you love When all you do is hate Why did you say you care When all you do is cause pain Why do you chat me When all you do is to go behind my back You claim to trust me When all I see fear How do I believe what I feel when all I feel is guilt and not relieved How do I fill up the space When I am not open How do I tell you what I want When you are never around Why do you invite When you are not up to it How do I come through If you are closed You gave a limit Why shouldn't I cross You say you want me When you have eyes for another You promise When you create problems

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Jul 17, 2020

Jul 17, 2020 at 6:45 AM UTC

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All that is needed

Why do you Why did you How could you Why should you Why did you say you love When all you do is hate Why did you say you care When all you do is cause pain Why do you chat me When all you do is to go behind my back You claim to trust me When all I see fear How do I believe what I feel when all I feel is guilt and not relieved How do I fill up the space When I am not open How do I tell you what I want When you are never around Why do you invite When you are not up to it How do I come through If you are closed You gave a limit Why shouldn't I cross You say you want me When you have eyes for another You promise When you create problems

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Now we see the moon We see the star's For when it Is night We all notice the beauty of the moon Never the less that beauty has a voice That voice moves like wind that carry's message... The whispers of the moon cool, cold, calm and it claims reading the moon is more like Preparing for news For we don't know the information it carry's But when we listen we learn For we all think that the moon is harmless, cool, gentle, humble But the whispers are deadly For it vengeance is a silent one The cold wind that pass through you Your home are whispers of the moon Which strip off Now you are naked with a humble shame It comes like music to your ears That allow it friend to rain To rain down and wash all evil Thou the moon show mercy It never show mercy to those who show no mercy The moon is calm But the whispers is disaster The king of the night! The moon And his rod his whisper..

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Jul 15, 2020

Jul 15, 2020 at 5:46 AM UTC

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The whisper of the moon

Now we see the moon We see the star's For when it Is night We all notice the beauty of the moon Never the less that beauty has a voice That voice moves like wind that carry's message... The whispers of the moon cool, cold, calm and it claims reading the moon is more like Preparing for news For we don't know the information it carry's But when we listen we learn For we all think that the moon is harmless, cool, gentle, humble But the whispers are deadly For it vengeance is a silent one The cold wind that pass through you Your home are whispers of the moon Which strip off Now you are naked with a humble shame It comes like music to your ears That allow it friend to rain To rain down and wash all evil Thou the moon show mercy It never show mercy to those who show no mercy The moon is calm But the whispers is disaster The king of the night! The moon And his rod his whisper..

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