carl-halling - Hello Poetry

Soon, I’ll sleep again, And I will feel no pain, For a little time, Peace will be all mine, My mind will seek Freedom from the past, And I’ll be carefree, Although it will not last.

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Sep 11, 2020

Sep 11, 2020 at 5:58 AM UTC

Soon, I'll Sleep Again

Soon, I’ll sleep again, And I will feel no pain, For a little time, Peace will be all mine, My mind will seek Freedom from the past, And I’ll be carefree, Although it will not last.

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I’m so sorry, my beloved old friend, I didn’t even know you had gone, That you had left us very suddenly, Some twenty years ago last February, Please forgive me, my beloved old friend, For failing to see you more frequently, For I might have provided some comforting, Even lessened your terrible suffering, But I only found out recently, Please forgive me, my beloved old friend.

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Aug 8, 2020

Aug 8, 2020 at 6:55 AM UTC

On Hearing of the Death of an Old Friend

I’m so sorry, my beloved old friend, I didn’t even know you had gone, That you had left us very suddenly, Some twenty years ago last February, Please forgive me, my beloved old friend, For failing to see you more frequently, For I might have provided some comforting, Even lessened your terrible suffering, But I only found out recently, Please forgive me, my beloved old friend.

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Time travel, baby, Set me free, Time travel got a hook in me, Time travel, baby, Set me free, Time travel got a hook in me, In disguise as a young man in the city, But the bright young life No longer belongs to me, I ain’t no London dude, I'm just a carbon copy, Doing some travelling, Time travel, baby Set me free, Time travel got a hook in me, Time travel, baby, Set me free, Time travel got a hook in me, Seeing places that I knew in ’77, When I was young And in love with London town, Please don’t ask me Where those fleeting years have flown to, They’ve just gone travelling, Time travel, baby, Set me free, Time travel got a hook in me, Time travel, baby, Set me free, Time travel got a hook in me, In disguise as a young man in the city, But the bright young life No longer belongs to me, I’m a visitor From a distant generation Doing some travelling, Time travel, baby, Set me free, Time travel got a hook in me, Time travel, baby, Set me free, Time travel got a hook in me.

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Jul 21, 2020

Jul 21, 2020 at 8:26 AM UTC

Time Travel (Got a Hook in Me)

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Oh, at long last I’ve found you, Only the news Ain’t so good, Seems you found love, You seem happy, And so fulfilled, But did I think that You’d be lonely For all those years? Oh, what was I Looking for? You tried so hard, But I never thawed, Seems you found love, I’m so unhappy, Cos I never knew What I found and, What I lost and, How much I’d miss you.

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Dec 15, 2019

Dec 15, 2019 at 5:37 PM UTC

Seems You Found Love

Oh, at long last I’ve found you, Only the news Ain’t so good, Seems you found love, You seem happy, And so fulfilled, But did I think that You’d be lonely For all those years? Oh, what was I Looking for? You tried so hard, But I never thawed, Seems you found love, I’m so unhappy, Cos I never knew What I found and, What I lost and, How much I’d miss you.

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Another me There was another me But not the better me, But so carefree, A better me, That’s who I am today, So secluded that I may be A better me, I brought Happy go lucky joy, To many, You might say I was a golden boy, A better me, That’s who I am today, So secluded that I may be, A better me, I can’t be the madcap I used to be, Simply, I would not wish to be, A better me, That’s who I am today, So secluded that I may be, A better me.

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Jul 14, 2019

Jul 14, 2019 at 12:52 PM UTC

So Secluded That I May Be

Another me There was another me But not the better me, But so carefree, A better me, That’s who I am today, So secluded that I may be A better me, I brought Happy go lucky joy, To many, You might say I was a golden boy, A better me, That’s who I am today, So secluded that I may be, A better me, I can’t be the madcap I used to be, Simply, I would not wish to be, A better me, That’s who I am today, So secluded that I may be, A better me.

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How my heart can ache for the lonely, Then I’d like to comfort them all, Hold them close Until their sorrow goes, This great big world Can seem so cold, O woe, some end up alone, Forlorn souls Longing for someone, That’s all, Someone to save them, What’s more, someone to love them.

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Jul 11, 2019

Jul 11, 2019 at 6:55 PM UTC

What's More, Someone to Love Them

How my heart can ache for the lonely, Then I’d like to comfort them all, Hold them close Until their sorrow goes, This great big world Can seem so cold, O woe, some end up alone, Forlorn souls Longing for someone, That’s all, Someone to save them, What’s more, someone to love them.

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I do not understand Why he sabotaged me so consummately, And made me look like Such a pathetic old patsy, Could he not discern the misery He was shoring up by degrees, Over the course of the years For the self he would ultimately be? It was perforce a former version of me, Who led me to this place Of near-incessant mourning, A narcissistic anomaly, Who never wanted the precious gifts Of peace and domesticity, The little ones that might have been, He spirited them all away from me.

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Jul 10, 2019

Jul 10, 2019 at 9:15 AM UTC

This Place of Near-Incessant Mourning

I do not understand Why he sabotaged me so consummately, And made me look like Such a pathetic old patsy, Could he not discern the misery He was shoring up by degrees, Over the course of the years For the self he would ultimately be? It was perforce a former version of me, Who led me to this place Of near-incessant mourning, A narcissistic anomaly, Who never wanted the precious gifts Of peace and domesticity, The little ones that might have been, He spirited them all away from me.

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I betrayed myself During my younger days, And opened myself up to shame, I betrayed myself During my younger days, Over and over again, And there are times That knowing what I did Is too much for me to stand, And there are times That knowing what I did Is a source of the utmost pain, I betrayed myself During my younger days, Repeatedly wrecked my dreams, I betrayed myself During my younger days, Over and over again.

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Jul 9, 2019

Jul 9, 2019 at 8:07 AM UTC

Source of the Utmost

I betrayed myself During my younger days, And opened myself up to shame, I betrayed myself During my younger days, Over and over again, And there are times That knowing what I did Is too much for me to stand, And there are times That knowing what I did Is a source of the utmost pain, I betrayed myself During my younger days, Repeatedly wrecked my dreams, I betrayed myself During my younger days, Over and over again.

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Dear one, what did you say? A dining hall, a distant day, It seems it was time For goodbye, Speaking of my eyes, ‘They shine so bright’, Words said (or words of this kind), If this was true and that they did, Because of feelings that I hid, I must have longed For you to stay, But I didn’t beg you, ‘please don’t leave!’ I must have seemed so cavalier, And something precious had to fade.

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Jul 8, 2019

Jul 8, 2019 at 11:18 AM UTC

Something Precious Had to Fade

Dear one, what did you say? A dining hall, a distant day, It seems it was time For goodbye, Speaking of my eyes, ‘They shine so bright’, Words said (or words of this kind), If this was true and that they did, Because of feelings that I hid, I must have longed For you to stay, But I didn’t beg you, ‘please don’t leave!’ I must have seemed so cavalier, And something precious had to fade.

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Oh! With what unspeakable anguish Do I regret the vocation I came so close And so oft to having The sweet acclamation That might have been mine. Had I tried and failed, That would scarcely concern me, Yet, I squandered my resources Time and time again, And failed so unnecessarily, That is what so torments me. I only wish I could contemplate More than a mere handful Of past achievements with pride And satisfaction, But even this paltry compensation, Remains stubbornly beyond me. Oh! With what unspeakable anguish Do I regret the vocation I came so close And so oft to having The sweet acclamation That might have been mine.

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Jul 7, 2019

Jul 7, 2019 at 10:46 AM UTC

Oh! With What Unspeakable Anguish

Oh! With what unspeakable anguish Do I regret the vocation I came so close And so oft to having The sweet acclamation That might have been mine. Had I tried and failed, That would scarcely concern me, Yet, I squandered my resources Time and time again, And failed so unnecessarily, That is what so torments me. I only wish I could contemplate More than a mere handful Of past achievements with pride And satisfaction, But even this paltry compensation, Remains stubbornly beyond me. Oh! With what unspeakable anguish Do I regret the vocation I came so close And so oft to having The sweet acclamation That might have been mine.

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