blossomanna - Hello Poetry

I am not a poet, Never intended to be one. I am not a singer, Nor can I sing swell. I am not an actor, As I cannot fake about anything. I am not a painter, As colors are all same precious to me. I am not a dancer, As I understand no rhythm. I am not a performer, As stage is not my world. I do not really know what I am, But I am definitely not something I don’t intend to be. I am rather a person who fail at everything, Yet passionately stand at feet, Yearn to learn. I am an ARTESS… I rather master the art or die trying.. I am an ARTESS… And all art is my Imagination within the living dream, I dream. I am an ARTESS.. And I never intend to stop creating a masterpiece for the peace of my world. I am nothing at all, But I am everything. I am a Dreamer, My dreams that I imagine are my art. I thrive to make them true..

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Dec 26, 2014

Dec 26, 2014 at 4:29 AM UTC

blossomanna

Dreamer...

I am not a poet, Never intended to be one. I am not a singer, Nor can I sing swell. I am not an actor, As I cannot fake about anything. I am not a painter, As colors are all same precious to me. I am not a dancer, As I understand no rhythm. I am not a performer, As stage is not my world. I do not really know what I am, But I am definitely not something I don’t intend to be. I am rather a person who fail at everything, Yet passionately stand at feet, Yearn to learn. I am an ARTESS… I rather master the art or die trying.. I am an ARTESS… And all art is my Imagination within the living dream, I dream. I am an ARTESS.. And I never intend to stop creating a masterpiece for the peace of my world. I am nothing at all, But I am everything. I am a Dreamer, My dreams that I imagine are my art. I thrive to make them true..

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Millions of feelings Millions of emotions We know many We feel some But We understand few And so I feel few of them since you been gone And since then, Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which one feel empty Life without you is like the felling The feeling in which everything is blue Life without you is like a feeling The feeling in which all the shades are as good as grey Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which sun is really not shinning Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which there is screaming without anyone actually yelling Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which there are no word left to speak. Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which there is immense pain while you breath

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Dec 20, 2014

Dec 20, 2014 at 11:35 AM UTC

blossomanna

Millions of feelings..

Millions of feelings Millions of emotions We know many We feel some But We understand few And so I feel few of them since you been gone And since then, Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which one feel empty Life without you is like the felling The feeling in which everything is blue Life without you is like a feeling The feeling in which all the shades are as good as grey Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which sun is really not shinning Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which there is screaming without anyone actually yelling Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which there are no word left to speak. Life without you is like the feeling The feeling in which there is immense pain while you breath

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One year, nine months, nine days. You walked into my life and turned it on its head. You taught me what love was and what love wasn't. You showed me how to save myself from the darkness in my mind. And in return, I gave you a piece of my heart. You gave me a forever in 648 days. But ultimately, you showed me that everyone leaves eventually. And as hard as it is to believe, goodbyes(or lack there of) are a forever too.

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blossomanna

Sep 24, 2014

Sep 24, 2014 at 2:06 PM UTC

elizabeth-hill

Forever

One year, nine months, nine days. You walked into my life and turned it on its head. You taught me what love was and what love wasn't. You showed me how to save myself from the darkness in my mind. And in return, I gave you a piece of my heart. You gave me a forever in 648 days. But ultimately, you showed me that everyone leaves eventually. And as hard as it is to believe, goodbyes(or lack there of) are a forever too.

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It's hard to wait for something that may never come It's hard to hear the tune of a song that's never sung It's hard to not let go When you're hanging by a thread When you push feelings back so they don't enter your mind You push things away that are meant to live inside When you put yourself in charge and think that you're done You realize the one that should be in charge is The One. Sometimes He calls to us in a roar Sometimes I can't hear Him while the rain pours I know He just wants me to hold on to hope But that's a hard thing to cling to when you don't even know how to cope I wonder sometimes if this hard road will end I feel often unsure of the twists and the bends This body of mine is feeble and weak But He is the strong one and I know He will speak And this I have pondered many a day Why I can't let this go, I cannot say But this is one thing I know and I treasure Whenever I fall, He says to me and all the world, "I will catch her."

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blossomanna

Sep 24, 2014

Sep 24, 2014 at 2:06 PM UTC

shortsoprano

He will catch me

It's hard to wait for something that may never come It's hard to hear the tune of a song that's never sung It's hard to not let go When you're hanging by a thread When you push feelings back so they don't enter your mind You push things away that are meant to live inside When you put yourself in charge and think that you're done You realize the one that should be in charge is The One. Sometimes He calls to us in a roar Sometimes I can't hear Him while the rain pours I know He just wants me to hold on to hope But that's a hard thing to cling to when you don't even know how to cope I wonder sometimes if this hard road will end I feel often unsure of the twists and the bends This body of mine is feeble and weak But He is the strong one and I know He will speak And this I have pondered many a day Why I can't let this go, I cannot say But this is one thing I know and I treasure Whenever I fall, He says to me and all the world, "I will catch her."

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The Love Of Poetry *We consider ourselves writers Painting pictures with our words So others have a chance to view A message that needs heard We hope that we are givers Of wonders never seen That each new verse that we write It is something someone needs We try to make a difference Give a different point of view Hope that they will understand Maybe change a life or two I call myself a poet And I do all the things above Although I do this for myself I also do it out of love The Love Of Poetry * Carl Joseph Roberts

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blossomanna

Sep 24, 2014

Sep 24, 2014 at 2:06 PM UTC

carl-joseph-roberts

The Love Of Poetry

The Love Of Poetry *We consider ourselves writers Painting pictures with our words So others have a chance to view A message that needs heard We hope that we are givers Of wonders never seen That each new verse that we write It is something someone needs We try to make a difference Give a different point of view Hope that they will understand Maybe change a life or two I call myself a poet And I do all the things above Although I do this for myself I also do it out of love The Love Of Poetry * Carl Joseph Roberts

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I wish I didn't feel so much Because only now that I let you go Does it truly feel like I'm falling

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blossomanna

Sep 24, 2014

Sep 24, 2014 at 2:05 PM UTC

gwen-johnson

Falling

I wish I didn't feel so much Because only now that I let you go Does it truly feel like I'm falling

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I find myself wanting to, protect the world, save those from evil, stop sick disgusting people. I want to rid this world of its sick desires, I want to destroy you, I want to **** you, you who are scared of my words. My words may scare you but you should be terrified of my swords, I could command a army of hordes, ready to come in and swarm, on sick disgusting worms.

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blossomanna

Sep 24, 2014

Sep 24, 2014 at 2:04 PM UTC

kristian-alexander-george

Swords

I find myself wanting to, protect the world, save those from evil, stop sick disgusting people. I want to rid this world of its sick desires, I want to destroy you, I want to **** you, you who are scared of my words. My words may scare you but you should be terrified of my swords, I could command a army of hordes, ready to come in and swarm, on sick disgusting worms.

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