hope-17 - Hello Poetry

Grief has caught up with me, again, and my world has suddenly became as blue as the sea Once again my eyes are drowning in tears, and I do not want to be saved as yet I just want to dwell in here because it feels right, It is not my weakness, but love. © HOPE.N❤️

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Sep 12, 2024

Sep 12, 2024 at 3:33 PM UTC

ENGRAVED (ZANE)

Grief has caught up with me, again, and my world has suddenly became as blue as the sea Once again my eyes are drowning in tears, and I do not want to be saved as yet I just want to dwell in here because it feels right, It is not my weakness, but love. © HOPE.N❤️

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never stops, it carries on, and on, and on, It becomes so transparent, even when perfectly hidden, there's never a perfect moment.

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Jan 7, 2024

Jan 7, 2024 at 2:22 PM UTC

GRIEF,

never stops, it carries on, and on, and on, It becomes so transparent, even when perfectly hidden, there's never a perfect moment.

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Here, there, gone, As if there was no existence, Just a second ago, maybe a minute Around there, I don't know, You were here, right here With just a blink, Vanished! Gone! Out of my sight like a speed of lightning, To a total blackout, And your face hidden behind the veil, Forever and Ever.

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Nov 16, 2023

Nov 16, 2023 at 11:22 AM UTC

ENGRAVED

Here, there, gone, As if there was no existence, Just a second ago, maybe a minute Around there, I don't know, You were here, right here With just a blink, Vanished! Gone! Out of my sight like a speed of lightning, To a total blackout, And your face hidden behind the veil, Forever and Ever.

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It's not goodbye, It's see you later, For I know even if we don't make it to each other on time, In heaven I'll still get to keep the promise...

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Oct 6, 2023

Oct 6, 2023 at 1:37 PM UTC

UNTITLED

It's not goodbye, It's see you later, For I know even if we don't make it to each other on time, In heaven I'll still get to keep the promise...

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"How are you?" Cannot be the question, The answer lies within my eyes.

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Sep 2, 2023

Sep 2, 2023 at 3:56 PM UTC

UNTITLED

"How are you?" Cannot be the question, The answer lies within my eyes.

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I met someone the other day, Turns out to be a long lost piece of the puzzle How I know? the heart always knows Must be in the way his heart beats out of tune, whenever I lay my head on his chest, As he wrap his arms around me That I know I found the one It's in the way he get lost within my eyes And I suddenly feel butterflies in my tummy The way he hold my hand And I instantly desire to dive right in My heart has found its home How I know? the heart always knows

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Aug 21, 2023

Aug 21, 2023 at 9:55 AM UTC

THE HEART KNOWS

I met someone the other day, Turns out to be a long lost piece of the puzzle How I know? the heart always knows Must be in the way his heart beats out of tune, whenever I lay my head on his chest, As he wrap his arms around me That I know I found the one It's in the way he get lost within my eyes And I suddenly feel butterflies in my tummy The way he hold my hand And I instantly desire to dive right in My heart has found its home How I know? the heart always knows

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If I fail to keep you closer in my mind, My ink knows your name, And to the eternity it shall take you Separation shall know not our name, In heaven or on earth, You are in a place of safety within my pen.

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Aug 12, 2023

Aug 12, 2023 at 3:08 AM UTC

PLACE OF SAFETY

If I fail to keep you closer in my mind, My ink knows your name, And to the eternity it shall take you Separation shall know not our name, In heaven or on earth, You are in a place of safety within my pen.

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If grief was not love, I wouldn't be here, With a bleeding wound, Feeling the feel that I feel, Though ancient it seems, Deeper is the bleeding, And forever dripping All of me wish you were here, To answer these million questions at hand, "Why, how, did you?" Yet it goes forever unanswered, And turns into a voicemail If grief was not love, I wouldn't be here Listening to the Sunday Blues

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Aug 8, 2023

Aug 8, 2023 at 3:17 PM UTC

ENGRAVED 15

If grief was not love, I wouldn't be here, With a bleeding wound, Feeling the feel that I feel, Though ancient it seems, Deeper is the bleeding, And forever dripping All of me wish you were here, To answer these million questions at hand, "Why, how, did you?" Yet it goes forever unanswered, And turns into a voicemail If grief was not love, I wouldn't be here Listening to the Sunday Blues

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My heart desires had always been to grow old with you, Little did I know that life had already chosen my fate That I'll remain alone as a motherless child, And learn to find wings to fly out of my brokenness, As I stand tall as the stick My heart desires is no longer out of choice, It's either I stay and be consumed or I rise and conquer

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Aug 3, 2023

Aug 3, 2023 at 3:14 AM UTC

ENGRAVED 11

My heart desires had always been to grow old with you, Little did I know that life had already chosen my fate That I'll remain alone as a motherless child, And learn to find wings to fly out of my brokenness, As I stand tall as the stick My heart desires is no longer out of choice, It's either I stay and be consumed or I rise and conquer

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It has become one of the songs, that we sing, yet we lost the meaning We sing with no hope, manifest with no believe, neither understanding But the question still stand, are we really going to be okay?

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Jun 26, 2023

Jun 26, 2023 at 9:06 AM UTC

IN THE JOURNEY

It has become one of the songs, that we sing, yet we lost the meaning We sing with no hope, manifest with no believe, neither understanding But the question still stand, are we really going to be okay?

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