dylan-parsons - Hello Poetry

You say "see you tomorrow" Without thinking it over very much. Right after you said this with a smile I noticed that the you who can say "See you tomorrow" Is here with me. If by some chance, I end up Doubting myself At that moment, look, Both the moon and the sun can't shine. My hand I reach out Is going beyond the light Because there is a future We wish for. I can hear it, I can feel it As you keep crying, as you stay who you are I will convey this to you there. Because it will reach, because it will echo I will stay as I am, and Embrace all of your sadness in my arms. Even now, I still don't Have that much confidence. There are times you can't step forward If you think to yourself, what will happen If I make a mistake Or if I look back? If it's just that you can't make a choice, Then there's no need to worry. But then you also Won't be able to change. When was it? What happened? They said it was no good anymore, that it was all over At that time What was it? Who was it? Even like that, the reason I was able to somehow Move ahead once again is because I was thinking, Too you, I believe, I'm believed in. For you, I feel like I can even fly in the sky If it's for only your sake.

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Feb 26, 2013

Feb 26, 2013 at 9:54 PM UTC

Another Time, Without You

You say "see you tomorrow" Without thinking it over very much. Right after you said this with a smile I noticed that the you who can say "See you tomorrow" Is here with me. If by some chance, I end up Doubting myself At that moment, look, Both the moon and the sun can't shine. My hand I reach out Is going beyond the light Because there is a future We wish for. I can hear it, I can feel it As you keep crying, as you stay who you are I will convey this to you there. Because it will reach, because it will echo I will stay as I am, and Embrace all of your sadness in my arms. Even now, I still don't Have that much confidence. There are times you can't step forward If you think to yourself, what will happen If I make a mistake Or if I look back? If it's just that you can't make a choice, Then there's no need to worry. But then you also Won't be able to change. When was it? What happened? They said it was no good anymore, that it was all over At that time What was it? Who was it? Even like that, the reason I was able to somehow Move ahead once again is because I was thinking, Too you, I believe, I'm believed in. For you, I feel like I can even fly in the sky If it's for only your sake.

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Think of days, with no hope ,so alone in the dark I cried so many tears Now I know the page was turning chapter one in my book of love. But you came and you showed me that dreams can come true I want you to know my hearts glows from your touch. In your arms all my pain inside washes right through Together we’ll find the way Here we are hand in hand we watch the stars up in the sky they’re shining down on us We can share everyday in every way we hold the promise of tomorrow Hold me tight wanna feel you close don’t let me go I want us to be until the end of time Call my name any time when your heart feels sorrow I’ll wipe the tears from your face I’ll be there for you I’ll be right by your side I promise to cherish eternally You’re the only one to lead me through this life I wish that our hearts could be one Seasons are changing the snow’s coming down now Melting from traces of our love Never be alone Forever more I believe your love I believe in our love No matter what I know our aim is true Every step we take our love will grow stronger I wish that two hearts could be one I wish that our hearts could be one

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Feb 24, 2013

Feb 24, 2013 at 8:25 PM UTC

One Heart

Think of days, with no hope ,so alone in the dark I cried so many tears Now I know the page was turning chapter one in my book of love. But you came and you showed me that dreams can come true I want you to know my hearts glows from your touch. In your arms all my pain inside washes right through Together we’ll find the way Here we are hand in hand we watch the stars up in the sky they’re shining down on us We can share everyday in every way we hold the promise of tomorrow Hold me tight wanna feel you close don’t let me go I want us to be until the end of time Call my name any time when your heart feels sorrow I’ll wipe the tears from your face I’ll be there for you I’ll be right by your side I promise to cherish eternally You’re the only one to lead me through this life I wish that our hearts could be one Seasons are changing the snow’s coming down now Melting from traces of our love Never be alone Forever more I believe your love I believe in our love No matter what I know our aim is true Every step we take our love will grow stronger I wish that two hearts could be one I wish that our hearts could be one

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Amidst the passing time, a twinkling and ephemeral sparkling I'm a believer that keeps walking, to carve his memories of it into the world Having dreams that no one else can, I cast aside the things I don't need Feelings that I won't surrender reside in my heart There is still a gap between ideals and reality, even though the shackles of sacrifice prevent my feet from moving I can't suppress the overflowing urge, because my heart is very wanting "Lies", "fear", "emptiness", "grief", I'm not so weak that I'm Gripped by all these kinds of negativities, I'm a trickster who knows no solitude Flocks of buildings stab into the night sky, look up to the sky in which I can't see any stars I ask myself "aren't you lost?" The city is smeared with overflowing things It's not something that's unrealistic At the end of the road that connects us to the future, I want to see what I've got in my hand Closing my eyes, I float on the sea of my senses, and envision it The day that I have my ideals within my grasp It's accepted in this world that "righteousness" has it's limits; and withering is foolishly the same way Something that no one else has, toward a crystallization called "myself" Piercing through simplicity, one day it will change into reality I want to continue to obstinately believe, it's just my faith. The absolute truth.

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Feb 7, 2013

Feb 7, 2013 at 10:35 PM UTC

Never Ending Nightmare

Amidst the passing time, a twinkling and ephemeral sparkling I'm a believer that keeps walking, to carve his memories of it into the world Having dreams that no one else can, I cast aside the things I don't need Feelings that I won't surrender reside in my heart There is still a gap between ideals and reality, even though the shackles of sacrifice prevent my feet from moving I can't suppress the overflowing urge, because my heart is very wanting "Lies", "fear", "emptiness", "grief", I'm not so weak that I'm Gripped by all these kinds of negativities, I'm a trickster who knows no solitude Flocks of buildings stab into the night sky, look up to the sky in which I can't see any stars I ask myself "aren't you lost?" The city is smeared with overflowing things It's not something that's unrealistic At the end of the road that connects us to the future, I want to see what I've got in my hand Closing my eyes, I float on the sea of my senses, and envision it The day that I have my ideals within my grasp It's accepted in this world that "righteousness" has it's limits; and withering is foolishly the same way Something that no one else has, toward a crystallization called "myself" Piercing through simplicity, one day it will change into reality I want to continue to obstinately believe, it's just my faith. The absolute truth.

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The light of the stars in the sky that I looked up to Old memories and wishes are sent, crossing through time unfading The cries of someone are reflected in your eyes with a sparkle, the feelings in the wind The wishes in the moon, they all live within powerful limitations, today Our feelings too, will one day continue to shine With someone's heart, like those stars One, two bell chimes resound vast and deep, to within the heart Drops of stars like a story; fine tracks are amassed within them The era moves along with time, and the flowing stars quietly move too If you close your eyes, and listen closely, good bye A bunch of black and white photographs of the sky, a blowing muffler, white breath I want to get closer, even if it's just a little; running double time until we're on higher ground If we take out a massive telescope The lens will disturb the star dust Time takes away time, and romance passes through the eras Releasing the light, now we'll firmly pass through time without giving up Until it reaches someone, the light of glory will go on and make a story Beyond all of this, along with us A baby's first cry is raised, a small light, a bit light Crossing through space and time, they meet All of the individual sparklings become one, and a story is created Like the constellations that are connected point to point, if only I could paint a beautiful picture for someone Look up, hey, they're winter's diamonds The creeping milky way, soon I'll be able to take back my courage Releasing the light, now we'll firmly pass through Time without giving up, until it reaches someone The light of glory will go on and make a story Beyond all of this, along with us The sky is infinitely vast, yes Beyond the sea, first breaths are taken, and lives are cut off The stars shine down like goddesses The moments of the four seasons repeat, continuing on for long times That's good, we'll carve in our memories just a little bit Passing through endless time, and starting to shine The story continues on inside of my heart One day, the you from that day will board the night train Continue to shine, like those stars.

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Feb 7, 2013

Feb 7, 2013 at 10:32 PM UTC

Starlight

The light of the stars in the sky that I looked up to Old memories and wishes are sent, crossing through time unfading The cries of someone are reflected in your eyes with a sparkle, the feelings in the wind The wishes in the moon, they all live within powerful limitations, today Our feelings too, will one day continue to shine With someone's heart, like those stars One, two bell chimes resound vast and deep, to within the heart Drops of stars like a story; fine tracks are amassed within them The era moves along with time, and the flowing stars quietly move too If you close your eyes, and listen closely, good bye A bunch of black and white photographs of the sky, a blowing muffler, white breath I want to get closer, even if it's just a little; running double time until we're on higher ground If we take out a massive telescope The lens will disturb the star dust Time takes away time, and romance passes through the eras Releasing the light, now we'll firmly pass through time without giving up Until it reaches someone, the light of glory will go on and make a story Beyond all of this, along with us A baby's first cry is raised, a small light, a bit light Crossing through space and time, they meet All of the individual sparklings become one, and a story is created Like the constellations that are connected point to point, if only I could paint a beautiful picture for someone Look up, hey, they're winter's diamonds The creeping milky way, soon I'll be able to take back my courage Releasing the light, now we'll firmly pass through Time without giving up, until it reaches someone The light of glory will go on and make a story Beyond all of this, along with us The sky is infinitely vast, yes Beyond the sea, first breaths are taken, and lives are cut off The stars shine down like goddesses The moments of the four seasons repeat, continuing on for long times That's good, we'll carve in our memories just a little bit Passing through endless time, and starting to shine The story continues on inside of my heart One day, the you from that day will board the night train Continue to shine, like those stars.

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Poetry is showing the world whats its like to be you. How you see it, hear it, and feel it. What makes you happy and sad. Poetry does not need to be a set rhythm or pattern. Poetry is emotion on paper, your computer, and pouring from your mind. It is the soul of who you really are and what drives you. Poetry is you, poetry is me. Poetry is the sky, the stars and the moon. It's never ending, always moving forward and showing you life lessons and helping you right your wrongs. Poetry, is life. Not a statement. My poetry lets me just throw everything I have on the table all at once, and letting people see my life from the inside. So don't judge me based on what I write down on the paper in front of me, because it is an extension of my body. You might not see the way I do but it is very important to me. It is my everything. So don't tell me I don't know what poetry is, because everything I write is about how I let you in and tear me down from the inside. I write about all the good times we had, and the bad. My poetry is my life set to the music in the background. So you cant tell me that my poetry is a statement, because my poetry is me. A part of who I am. Poetry. My poetry. It is beautiful and nothing you say will ever make me stop writing.

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Feb 7, 2013

Feb 7, 2013 at 10:26 PM UTC

Mine

Poetry is showing the world whats its like to be you. How you see it, hear it, and feel it. What makes you happy and sad. Poetry does not need to be a set rhythm or pattern. Poetry is emotion on paper, your computer, and pouring from your mind. It is the soul of who you really are and what drives you. Poetry is you, poetry is me. Poetry is the sky, the stars and the moon. It's never ending, always moving forward and showing you life lessons and helping you right your wrongs. Poetry, is life. Not a statement. My poetry lets me just throw everything I have on the table all at once, and letting people see my life from the inside. So don't judge me based on what I write down on the paper in front of me, because it is an extension of my body. You might not see the way I do but it is very important to me. It is my everything. So don't tell me I don't know what poetry is, because everything I write is about how I let you in and tear me down from the inside. I write about all the good times we had, and the bad. My poetry is my life set to the music in the background. So you cant tell me that my poetry is a statement, because my poetry is me. A part of who I am. Poetry. My poetry. It is beautiful and nothing you say will ever make me stop writing.

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