koalanalla - Hello Poetry

I am writing a book, Where the plots are ups and downs. Where the new chapters are so long and hard. Where the antagonist is become the protagonist. I am writing my life

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Dec 24, 2019

Dec 24, 2019 at 1:34 PM UTC

koalanalla

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I am writing a book, Where the plots are ups and downs. Where the new chapters are so long and hard. Where the antagonist is become the protagonist. I am writing my life

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I want to sleep forever and reside in my dreams To frolic through a collage of different spectacles and scenes An escape from the insufferable, cruel world at large I want to sleep forever I want to sleep forever so I can live in my dreams The ruler of the lands, the queen of all kings With nothing to fear but the darkside of the conscience I want to sleep forever I want to sleep forever and fight my inner demons Provide peace of mind for all bothered and exhausted Float on utter bliss; those monsters, I'll never miss I want to sleep forever I want to sleep forever and never show sadness again Bright, long-lasting smiles on weekly sullen days Created and maintained in a variety of ways I want to sleep forever I want to sleep forever to erase everything I want to sleep forever and feel warmth again To bathe myself in content that won't ever end Let me sleep forever

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koalanalla

May 23, 2017

May 23, 2017 at 12:55 AM UTC

Late at night is when I think And try to I clear my head I often stay awake all night Just laying in my bed As soon as I get comfy Thoughts start racing in I start to question everything and regret my every sin At first the thoughts are gentle Like what will I do tomorrow But as time crawls by; they escalate Till I'm drowning in my sorrow I think of all my failures Every detail of what I did wrong After hours of reliving pain I convince myself I don't belong I suddenly feel isolated and like the silence will never end I feel like I will never escape There's too much I just can't mend I feel overpowered and worthless Like I'll never do anything right I hide till the world fades away And I'm awoken by the light I realize a new day has come It's time to put on a brave face I put those negative thoughts away Until I return to this place

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koalanalla

May 23, 2017

May 23, 2017 at 12:50 AM UTC

willow-anne

Anxiety

Late at night is when I think And try to I clear my head I often stay awake all night Just laying in my bed As soon as I get comfy Thoughts start racing in I start to question everything and regret my every sin At first the thoughts are gentle Like what will I do tomorrow But as time crawls by; they escalate Till I'm drowning in my sorrow I think of all my failures Every detail of what I did wrong After hours of reliving pain I convince myself I don't belong I suddenly feel isolated and like the silence will never end I feel like I will never escape There's too much I just can't mend I feel overpowered and worthless Like I'll never do anything right I hide till the world fades away And I'm awoken by the light I realize a new day has come It's time to put on a brave face I put those negative thoughts away Until I return to this place

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Love, the real kind, is never simple. It is the one thing that makes life worth it in the end, and something that wonderful and sought-after is never going to be easy to get. You have to work for it. Blood, sweat, and tears. So if it’s easy, yeah maybe you won’t get broken. But you won’t be truly happy, either. You’ll be settling. Don’t get me wrong, There are lots of things in life that are totally acceptable to settle on. Sure, Harvard was your dream school. But you know what? Going to your state school because its more affordable Will still get you where you want to be in life. And I know the hairdresser couldn't match the color you showed her, But you are beautiful and can rock it anyway, so don’t worry. But love? Settling in love is like buying a pair of shoes that are a size too small, Just because you thought they were pretty. They may look nice, But you are dying on the inside. I f you had just held out a bit longer, You would have found a pair just as beautiful that fit well, too. Maybe that nice guy looks good on paper, But if he doesn’t give you butterflies whenever he looks at you, Don’t be with him. You want someone who makes you fall for them every day, Not just once.

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koalanalla

May 23, 2017

May 23, 2017 at 12:15 AM UTC

kristi-d

Don't Settle

Love, the real kind, is never simple. It is the one thing that makes life worth it in the end, and something that wonderful and sought-after is never going to be easy to get. You have to work for it. Blood, sweat, and tears. So if it’s easy, yeah maybe you won’t get broken. But you won’t be truly happy, either. You’ll be settling. Don’t get me wrong, There are lots of things in life that are totally acceptable to settle on. Sure, Harvard was your dream school. But you know what? Going to your state school because its more affordable Will still get you where you want to be in life. And I know the hairdresser couldn't match the color you showed her, But you are beautiful and can rock it anyway, so don’t worry. But love? Settling in love is like buying a pair of shoes that are a size too small, Just because you thought they were pretty. They may look nice, But you are dying on the inside. I f you had just held out a bit longer, You would have found a pair just as beautiful that fit well, too. Maybe that nice guy looks good on paper, But if he doesn’t give you butterflies whenever he looks at you, Don’t be with him. You want someone who makes you fall for them every day, Not just once.

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Saying goodbye To someone you love Is like reading the final page Of an amazing book. As the last chapter ends You begin to notice Just how beautiful And perfect The plot always was. You appreciate the joy And even the pain As you read and thumb Through every page. Finally understanding The moral of the story, You realize you've reached The end of this journey. Although the last sentence Is the most difficult to read Another great book awaits Once you turn the final page. Eventually you may stumble Upon yet another great find. Or maybe you'll return To the book you left behind. You may just discover Once all is said and done That this particular book Was your favorite story All along.

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koalanalla

May 23, 2017

May 23, 2017 at 12:09 AM UTC

brandi-r-lowry

My Favorite Story

Saying goodbye To someone you love Is like reading the final page Of an amazing book. As the last chapter ends You begin to notice Just how beautiful And perfect The plot always was. You appreciate the joy And even the pain As you read and thumb Through every page. Finally understanding The moral of the story, You realize you've reached The end of this journey. Although the last sentence Is the most difficult to read Another great book awaits Once you turn the final page. Eventually you may stumble Upon yet another great find. Or maybe you'll return To the book you left behind. You may just discover Once all is said and done That this particular book Was your favorite story All along.

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Is that what we wake up to every day? Fast food and gas stations are forever stamped in the corners of my eyes as they are looking through the glass of minimum wage to the red flashing lights of a man hoping to get back to his children safely. Is life is a pointed dagger then my blade is rusted and dull when I wonder why I even try some days. Do I dare defend my pride and still demand something more than this? Is this a call for engines in the air or wings made of wax? Death would be more alive than waking up to another day of shampoo commercials and microwave dinners. You are always whispering in my ear though dear and telling me that you're more than just a particle flown into my imagination from a world so oh very different than ours. Are your eyes as bright as I imagine? Will the glare from them blind me from the tax collectors whip and will your laughter drown out the screams of onlookers who are throwing peanuts through the bars at my feet? Will your kiss melt me and cause me to fall into wind like leaves in a storm, a tornado of color and beauty..? I lay in bed and my eyes close tightly, my breathing slows and thoughts drip into pits men drown themselves in, the murky waters of nihilistic cynicism... Though my hand will still not be closed around yours when the sun rises, the whisper lets me know you are still awake and searching for me too...

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koalanalla

May 6, 2017

May 6, 2017 at 10:26 AM UTC

BarelyABard

Whisper

Is that what we wake up to every day? Fast food and gas stations are forever stamped in the corners of my eyes as they are looking through the glass of minimum wage to the red flashing lights of a man hoping to get back to his children safely. Is life is a pointed dagger then my blade is rusted and dull when I wonder why I even try some days. Do I dare defend my pride and still demand something more than this? Is this a call for engines in the air or wings made of wax? Death would be more alive than waking up to another day of shampoo commercials and microwave dinners. You are always whispering in my ear though dear and telling me that you're more than just a particle flown into my imagination from a world so oh very different than ours. Are your eyes as bright as I imagine? Will the glare from them blind me from the tax collectors whip and will your laughter drown out the screams of onlookers who are throwing peanuts through the bars at my feet? Will your kiss melt me and cause me to fall into wind like leaves in a storm, a tornado of color and beauty..? I lay in bed and my eyes close tightly, my breathing slows and thoughts drip into pits men drown themselves in, the murky waters of nihilistic cynicism... Though my hand will still not be closed around yours when the sun rises, the whisper lets me know you are still awake and searching for me too...

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Almost a year has past since you've been gone, I always thought when growing up you and I would go on and on, We'll out live our husbands that's what you'd always say, It really broke my heart the day you past away, We were going to grow old together get a house for just us two, One with a big varanda and an even bigger view, Where we'd sit in our rocking chairs and let the old yarns fly, About memories we cherished from years gone by, But you left me and I miss you, You were my sister you were my friend, The one that I'd go to if I needed to mend, I wish I could have one minute to tell you how I feel, I'd have taken on your pain if it had helped you to heal, So where ever your spirit may be my message to you Sheree is I love you and I miss you

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koalanalla

May 5, 2017

May 5, 2017 at 11:02 AM UTC

debbie-brindley

Sheree

Almost a year has past since you've been gone, I always thought when growing up you and I would go on and on, We'll out live our husbands that's what you'd always say, It really broke my heart the day you past away, We were going to grow old together get a house for just us two, One with a big varanda and an even bigger view, Where we'd sit in our rocking chairs and let the old yarns fly, About memories we cherished from years gone by, But you left me and I miss you, You were my sister you were my friend, The one that I'd go to if I needed to mend, I wish I could have one minute to tell you how I feel, I'd have taken on your pain if it had helped you to heal, So where ever your spirit may be my message to you Sheree is I love you and I miss you

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we learned the same words but not the same language we sing the same notes but not the same song we walk the same road but not the same paths we didn't do right but not the same wrong.

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koalanalla

May 1, 2017

May 1, 2017 at 1:12 PM UTC

yozhik

The Same

we learned the same words but not the same language we sing the same notes but not the same song we walk the same road but not the same paths we didn't do right but not the same wrong.

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Broken, trying to decide Seems unfair So much. All at once.

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koalanalla

May 1, 2017

May 1, 2017 at 1:11 PM UTC

DayJune

You'll figure it out

Broken, trying to decide Seems unfair So much. All at once.

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