maryjoy-m-matandagj7 - Hello Poetry

Every picture of him, is my favorite picture of him. He makes things funnier than they are; not so grim Every day that I talk to him is another day I'm smiling He's stolen my heart, but it took me a while to notice His interests are mildly different than mine are But that's alright, because it keeps things interesting His opinions may also be a bit far from my own But I enjoy the stories that follow. We are somewhat far apart and I long for him to be in my arms But I will wait for miles to turn -into minutes Because that's part of what love is.

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maryjoy-m-matandagj7

Aug 16, 2015

Aug 16, 2015 at 4:59 AM UTC

Jellyfish

Loving Him

Every picture of him, is my favorite picture of him. He makes things funnier than they are; not so grim Every day that I talk to him is another day I'm smiling He's stolen my heart, but it took me a while to notice His interests are mildly different than mine are But that's alright, because it keeps things interesting His opinions may also be a bit far from my own But I enjoy the stories that follow. We are somewhat far apart and I long for him to be in my arms But I will wait for miles to turn -into minutes Because that's part of what love is.

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I can't write... I have a stash of twenty drafts, bearing a couple of lines each I can't crack... Every draft seem to have developed a shell I can't breach I can't gather... My thoughts so I could nurture these drafts to fruition I can't think... The clatter in my head meant only to deafen I can't fathom... What went right from what had gone completely awry I can't find... Much needed sanity to let soar and fly I can't cry... The tears I've beckoned for so very badly I can't scream... Only muffled gurgles of notions drowned at sea I can't see... The bigger picture...that consumed us both I can't hear... Except for the dreaded voice of reason that I loathe I can't piece... Together one decent little write ***I can't breathe... I can't breathe...***I'm losing this fight

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maryjoy-m-matandagj7

Feb 1, 2015

Feb 1, 2015 at 1:58 AM UTC

ryn

I Can't...

I can't write... I have a stash of twenty drafts, bearing a couple of lines each I can't crack... Every draft seem to have developed a shell I can't breach I can't gather... My thoughts so I could nurture these drafts to fruition I can't think... The clatter in my head meant only to deafen I can't fathom... What went right from what had gone completely awry I can't find... Much needed sanity to let soar and fly I can't cry... The tears I've beckoned for so very badly I can't scream... Only muffled gurgles of notions drowned at sea I can't see... The bigger picture...that consumed us both I can't hear... Except for the dreaded voice of reason that I loathe I can't piece... Together one decent little write ***I can't breathe... I can't breathe...***I'm losing this fight

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Its so funny how I started to like you I's like I'm ordinary and you're superhero Even how I hide my feelings for you But , It is always appeared out of the blue I'm acting weird, every time you're there My heart beat so fast , every time you're near How its hard to stop this feeling, It's like stopping water... to flow in the river You're not handsome to be honestly But there is something on you that I love secretly And that was your reflection on me that make my day "a day" .

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Jan 20, 2015

Jan 20, 2015 at 4:53 AM UTC

maryjoy-m-matandagj7

Your Reflection

Its so funny how I started to like you I's like I'm ordinary and you're superhero Even how I hide my feelings for you But , It is always appeared out of the blue I'm acting weird, every time you're there My heart beat so fast , every time you're near How its hard to stop this feeling, It's like stopping water... to flow in the river You're not handsome to be honestly But there is something on you that I love secretly And that was your reflection on me that make my day "a day" .

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