_Luna - Hello Poetry

I don't want to write anymore about you, but whenever I write about someone else the verses of my poem refuse to have a different subject or muse for it seems like only you can fit to my words, can make it alive and can give it some hue.

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May 21, 2020

May 21, 2020 at 1:23 PM UTC

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I don't want to write anymore about you, but whenever I write about someone else the verses of my poem refuse to have a different subject or muse for it seems like only you can fit to my words, can make it alive and can give it some hue.

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While the time is still on our hands Let me come with you In every destinations you'll go So I can take a picture of every moment you do So that I have a treasure to keep I'll savor every moment that we spent So I can still memorize your face So I can remember your exploits Your flaws, and your mannerisms In case you'll leave me. But I know it will be hard for me to let go If you didn't want me to tag along with you anymore It is a dangerous destination you say, I wouldn't ever want to see So I obeyed you, because all i want is to keep happy memories inside my pocket So I won't come and set you free I don't want to capture a girl lying on a casket And I don't wanna remember your death anniversary.

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Jan 28, 2020

Jan 28, 2020 at 9:31 AM UTC

destination

While the time is still on our hands Let me come with you In every destinations you'll go So I can take a picture of every moment you do So that I have a treasure to keep I'll savor every moment that we spent So I can still memorize your face So I can remember your exploits Your flaws, and your mannerisms In case you'll leave me. But I know it will be hard for me to let go If you didn't want me to tag along with you anymore It is a dangerous destination you say, I wouldn't ever want to see So I obeyed you, because all i want is to keep happy memories inside my pocket So I won't come and set you free I don't want to capture a girl lying on a casket And I don't wanna remember your death anniversary.

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I dreamt about losing you but when I woke up I realised that I already lost you a long time ago.

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Jun 28, 2019

Jun 28, 2019 at 8:57 AM UTC

losing you..

I dreamt about losing you but when I woke up I realised that I already lost you a long time ago.

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i wish these teaspoons of smiles and tears that i always give, would be soon a spoonful of smiles and laughter.

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Feb 3, 2019

Feb 3, 2019 at 9:43 AM UTC

teaspoons of smiles and tears

i wish these teaspoons of smiles and tears that i always give, would be soon a spoonful of smiles and laughter.

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How could I forget you? The way you talk, the way you walk The way you look at me, happiness shining through How could I forget you? The way you cared, your embrace hugging me every night tightly kissing me in the cheeks softly How could I forget you? The way you comfort, every time I shed a tear you were there taking away my fear How could I forget you? You are the most beautiful person I've ever met Your smiles and your love are true i feel safe, and every time you sing a song I feel beautiful, especially when you ended up saying, I love you.

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Jan 22, 2019

Jan 22, 2019 at 7:34 PM UTC

How Could I Forget?

How could I forget you? The way you talk, the way you walk The way you look at me, happiness shining through How could I forget you? The way you cared, your embrace hugging me every night tightly kissing me in the cheeks softly How could I forget you? The way you comfort, every time I shed a tear you were there taking away my fear How could I forget you? You are the most beautiful person I've ever met Your smiles and your love are true i feel safe, and every time you sing a song I feel beautiful, especially when you ended up saying, I love you.

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How can someone love me if I'm too broken? If my scars are visible and ugly If I keep too many secrets unspoken And my heart is always unhappy How can someone love me if I'm shattered? I am a hard puzzle you can't ever solve The pieces of me are scattered And i am difficult to dissolve How can someone love me if I don't even love myself? If I'm the one who sends trouble If I'm like an old book stock in a shelf And a boring girl who doesn't go out from her bubble So how can someone love me if I'm locked up in a cage And too broken like a crumpled page.

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Sep 20, 2018

Sep 20, 2018 at 8:33 AM UTC

How can someone love me?

How can someone love me if I'm too broken? If my scars are visible and ugly If I keep too many secrets unspoken And my heart is always unhappy How can someone love me if I'm shattered? I am a hard puzzle you can't ever solve The pieces of me are scattered And i am difficult to dissolve How can someone love me if I don't even love myself? If I'm the one who sends trouble If I'm like an old book stock in a shelf And a boring girl who doesn't go out from her bubble So how can someone love me if I'm locked up in a cage And too broken like a crumpled page.

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You were blind And I am blindly in love You can't see the world nor I am You told me to change my mind I didn't, instead I made myself your eyes It was happy being in love with you Despite that you lack something, you were happy too Yet you were sad because you can't see me and make me happy So it's time to return the happiness you gave me I gave you my eyes And I was blind You were happy to see the world for the first time You noticed me and asked me who am I I said I am the girl who stayed by your side I held your face, you cried I wiped it with my thumb and smiled "Don't cry, love. Take care of the gift I gave you. Keep it, I want you to see the world by using the things i treasured."

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Sep 14, 2018

Sep 14, 2018 at 8:04 AM UTC

Blind

You were blind And I am blindly in love You can't see the world nor I am You told me to change my mind I didn't, instead I made myself your eyes It was happy being in love with you Despite that you lack something, you were happy too Yet you were sad because you can't see me and make me happy So it's time to return the happiness you gave me I gave you my eyes And I was blind You were happy to see the world for the first time You noticed me and asked me who am I I said I am the girl who stayed by your side I held your face, you cried I wiped it with my thumb and smiled "Don't cry, love. Take care of the gift I gave you. Keep it, I want you to see the world by using the things i treasured."

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How can I write a poem if I am stucked? If my feelings are unfathomable My words from my mouth can't be plucked And my thoughts are so unexplainable How can I write a poem if I stopped bleeding? If my heart stops to function And my lungs stops breathing And my skin starts breaking to explosion How could I write a poem if my soul is dead? If my flesh starts to rotten If the tears in my eyes I couldn't shed And the memories I made was forgotten How could I write a poem if from the beginning I have no feelings And humans are also the reason why I stopped thinking.

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Aug 23, 2018

Aug 23, 2018 at 12:04 AM UTC

How Can I Write a Poem?

How can I write a poem if I am stucked? If my feelings are unfathomable My words from my mouth can't be plucked And my thoughts are so unexplainable How can I write a poem if I stopped bleeding? If my heart stops to function And my lungs stops breathing And my skin starts breaking to explosion How could I write a poem if my soul is dead? If my flesh starts to rotten If the tears in my eyes I couldn't shed And the memories I made was forgotten How could I write a poem if from the beginning I have no feelings And humans are also the reason why I stopped thinking.

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Another day has passed by The moon illuminates up high Shining through the window's blinds The cold wind begun to crawl behind The crickets I hear made me unknot Such a stressful day for a youth A day of harrassment became so blunt A part of me was lost like a missing tooth I was intimidated by the fact The truth that I was bullied by the society Daggers of words are still intact Cornering me in a room full of despondency I let people disgust me I let them misjudge my sincerity I let the day becomes my misery I let the day becomes the night of melancholy Tick-tock-tick-tock Here it comes, it's three o'clock It's time for happiness until five It's the moment of being alive Finally, I have found peace Where my heart is feeling glee In a jocund room that I please A room that has Him and me It was then three o'clock; where my soul peacefully lays Wandering like a soft cloud And the chirping of birds play I thank God for being loved.

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Aug 9, 2018

Aug 9, 2018 at 9:18 AM UTC

Three O'clock

Another day has passed by The moon illuminates up high Shining through the window's blinds The cold wind begun to crawl behind The crickets I hear made me unknot Such a stressful day for a youth A day of harrassment became so blunt A part of me was lost like a missing tooth I was intimidated by the fact The truth that I was bullied by the society Daggers of words are still intact Cornering me in a room full of despondency I let people disgust me I let them misjudge my sincerity I let the day becomes my misery I let the day becomes the night of melancholy Tick-tock-tick-tock Here it comes, it's three o'clock It's time for happiness until five It's the moment of being alive Finally, I have found peace Where my heart is feeling glee In a jocund room that I please A room that has Him and me It was then three o'clock; where my soul peacefully lays Wandering like a soft cloud And the chirping of birds play I thank God for being loved.

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Roses are red Violets are blue Like the waves in the ocean I'll continue loving you. But these roses aren't red And violets aren't exactly blue Even though you turn 28 You still manage to look like 22.

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Aug 7, 2018

Aug 7, 2018 at 10:01 PM UTC

Roses are Red and Violets are Blue

Roses are red Violets are blue Like the waves in the ocean I'll continue loving you. But these roses aren't red And violets aren't exactly blue Even though you turn 28 You still manage to look like 22.

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