sarah-ann-brown - Hello Poetry

I thought I could change the world before I was 5 I looked at people and I heard them on the inside I grew to learn that the truth is often disguised I picked a flower when I was 6 and thought I heard her cry I vowed never to do that again, at least until I turned 9 I thought I could change the world before I was 18 I tried to pretend happy was all I'd ever been I thought making people laugh was all they'd ever need I grew to learn the world was full of lies and greed I vowed never to love again, at least until I was 23 I tried to change the world before I turned 26 Making people laugh is all I've accomplished I've grown to learn that this is all there really is I vow never to try again, at least until I'm 30.

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Aug 25, 2016

Aug 25, 2016 at 8:57 AM UTC

Thirty

I thought I could change the world before I was 5 I looked at people and I heard them on the inside I grew to learn that the truth is often disguised I picked a flower when I was 6 and thought I heard her cry I vowed never to do that again, at least until I turned 9 I thought I could change the world before I was 18 I tried to pretend happy was all I'd ever been I thought making people laugh was all they'd ever need I grew to learn the world was full of lies and greed I vowed never to love again, at least until I was 23 I tried to change the world before I turned 26 Making people laugh is all I've accomplished I've grown to learn that this is all there really is I vow never to try again, at least until I'm 30.

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You'll say I'm beautiful I'll say I'm not But don't you ever stop You'll say it's over I'll say "okay" Hoping you'll still want me anyway You'll try to kiss me I'll turn my head I'd give anything to be in bed You'll say you'll marry me I'll say "me too" Maybe one day that wish might come true You'll say I'm too hard to love I'll say "I know" Praying that tomorrow you'll still give it a go.

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Aug 25, 2016

Aug 25, 2016 at 8:53 AM UTC

Hard to love

You'll say I'm beautiful I'll say I'm not But don't you ever stop You'll say it's over I'll say "okay" Hoping you'll still want me anyway You'll try to kiss me I'll turn my head I'd give anything to be in bed You'll say you'll marry me I'll say "me too" Maybe one day that wish might come true You'll say I'm too hard to love I'll say "I know" Praying that tomorrow you'll still give it a go.

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The amber sunset in your eyes at ten The stark white of the morning on your lips at nine The delicate fingers of sea air through your hair at noon The ceasing of passing hours without you Time stops. I stop.

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Aug 25, 2016

Aug 25, 2016 at 8:50 AM UTC

It's not over

The amber sunset in your eyes at ten The stark white of the morning on your lips at nine The delicate fingers of sea air through your hair at noon The ceasing of passing hours without you Time stops. I stop.

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It kills me to think of the thing we once had Together we laid in the silence we shared The magic created in the touch of a face The love that I felt in your caring embrace It kills me to find that this chapter has ended Turning pages in our book we'd so carefully written Reminiscing of times where you'd long to be near me Now I'm lucky when I talk if you even hear me I'll miss the warmth between us on cold summer nights And the sound of your voice as I moved up your thighs I'll miss laying back to back in the heat of the Sun I'd give anything to hear you say I'm your 'one' I know those times have passed, I need to let you go It kills me that no more memories will be ours You once made me feel like the most beautiful girl On the days spent together, just me and you in the world I love you so much, in all forms of emotion I wish you had seen why I'd been angry and sad I wish you remembered the things you once loved I wish so much that I have nothing left to give But mostly, I'll miss you, for as long as I live.

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May 13, 2015

May 13, 2015 at 4:25 PM UTC

Pensieve

It kills me to think of the thing we once had Together we laid in the silence we shared The magic created in the touch of a face The love that I felt in your caring embrace It kills me to find that this chapter has ended Turning pages in our book we'd so carefully written Reminiscing of times where you'd long to be near me Now I'm lucky when I talk if you even hear me I'll miss the warmth between us on cold summer nights And the sound of your voice as I moved up your thighs I'll miss laying back to back in the heat of the Sun I'd give anything to hear you say I'm your 'one' I know those times have passed, I need to let you go It kills me that no more memories will be ours You once made me feel like the most beautiful girl On the days spent together, just me and you in the world I love you so much, in all forms of emotion I wish you had seen why I'd been angry and sad I wish you remembered the things you once loved I wish so much that I have nothing left to give But mostly, I'll miss you, for as long as I live.

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You never taught me how to love Amongst the tangled laces In between picking me up You never told me how to feel Lost in the laundry Innocent and carefree You never taught me how to be needed Amongst the wandering souls of adulthood In between falling apart You never told me how to heal Lost in the stations Queueing without patience You never taught me how to mend Amongst the pieces of broken hearts In between pretending to love You never told me what it was Lost in the clichés Waiting for the right day

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Sep 4, 2012

Sep 4, 2012 at 5:17 PM UTC

You never taught me

You never taught me how to love Amongst the tangled laces In between picking me up You never told me how to feel Lost in the laundry Innocent and carefree You never taught me how to be needed Amongst the wandering souls of adulthood In between falling apart You never told me how to heal Lost in the stations Queueing without patience You never taught me how to mend Amongst the pieces of broken hearts In between pretending to love You never told me what it was Lost in the clichés Waiting for the right day

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You were too long for the cot, the very first time I met you, I met your toes, They were cute, and pink, and you had no idea how far you could go So many steps, and so many years, they carried you so quickly Your nose was so small, and I couldn't quite comprehend How you could smell anything at all? I stole it, I wiped it, you wrinkled it, and you cried on it Had I known then, how hurried time would go I'd remember much more, than your cute, tiny, pink toes She came along so soon, you hadn't even spoke your name And before a year had passed, ten toes, became twenty You were too small for your hair, curled round your face like a mop It was dark, and grew round your ears, way beyond your years, but You grew into your hair, faster than I anticipated, and I couldn't quite comprehend, How it had grown there at all? I brushed it, I plaited it, you undone it, and you matted it Had I known then, how hurried time would fly I'd remember much more, than your hair brushed to one side You both grew so fast, and I barely even noticed While I was there you looked the same, then I came away And, Oh, how things changed.

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Sep 3, 2012

Sep 3, 2012 at 7:40 PM UTC

I remember your toes

You were too long for the cot, the very first time I met you, I met your toes, They were cute, and pink, and you had no idea how far you could go So many steps, and so many years, they carried you so quickly Your nose was so small, and I couldn't quite comprehend How you could smell anything at all? I stole it, I wiped it, you wrinkled it, and you cried on it Had I known then, how hurried time would go I'd remember much more, than your cute, tiny, pink toes She came along so soon, you hadn't even spoke your name And before a year had passed, ten toes, became twenty You were too small for your hair, curled round your face like a mop It was dark, and grew round your ears, way beyond your years, but You grew into your hair, faster than I anticipated, and I couldn't quite comprehend, How it had grown there at all? I brushed it, I plaited it, you undone it, and you matted it Had I known then, how hurried time would fly I'd remember much more, than your hair brushed to one side You both grew so fast, and I barely even noticed While I was there you looked the same, then I came away And, Oh, how things changed.

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The very first time you cut your knee, did it sting on impact? Did the pain only come, when you glanced up and someone was looking? Did you long for a strong arm to wrap around you, a plaster gently placed? The very first time you cut your knee, what were you running from? Or who were you running to? Did you ever get there, eventually? The very first time you smelt the sea, did your eyes water, your nostrils burn? Did you cower away from the giant tongue of the ocean, lapping the shore? Or did you bravely scour the wall, dipping your toes in the pool of forever? The very first time you smelt the sea, who did you long to be? Or did you not dance with your hands in the sand, and dream of 'one day'? The very first time it snowed, did your mouth fall in amazement? Did you run outside, with no concerns of why, the sky was falling? Did you burn your fingers, submerged in excitement at the innocence of white? The very first time it snowed, who kept you warm outside? Or did you embrace the cold, the unknown, with that steely bravery of yours?

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Sep 3, 2012

Sep 3, 2012 at 7:01 PM UTC

Know you, I do not. Know you, may I please?

The very first time you cut your knee, did it sting on impact? Did the pain only come, when you glanced up and someone was looking? Did you long for a strong arm to wrap around you, a plaster gently placed? The very first time you cut your knee, what were you running from? Or who were you running to? Did you ever get there, eventually? The very first time you smelt the sea, did your eyes water, your nostrils burn? Did you cower away from the giant tongue of the ocean, lapping the shore? Or did you bravely scour the wall, dipping your toes in the pool of forever? The very first time you smelt the sea, who did you long to be? Or did you not dance with your hands in the sand, and dream of 'one day'? The very first time it snowed, did your mouth fall in amazement? Did you run outside, with no concerns of why, the sky was falling? Did you burn your fingers, submerged in excitement at the innocence of white? The very first time it snowed, who kept you warm outside? Or did you embrace the cold, the unknown, with that steely bravery of yours?

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You never told me why, no hello, goodbye No questions, no answers, the smallest white lie I remember the shape of your lips when you told me not to cry How something we dream of, can make me want to die I looked out the window, at the textured blanket of sky My toes pressed against the opposite door, just like a child Back when my biggest concern really wasn't that wild Like how big is the moon, and why did the dish choose the spoon? How did the cow jump so high, and wait, wait a minute... Why did you lie?

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Sep 2, 2012

Sep 2, 2012 at 7:54 PM UTC

Untitled

You never told me why, no hello, goodbye No questions, no answers, the smallest white lie I remember the shape of your lips when you told me not to cry How something we dream of, can make me want to die I looked out the window, at the textured blanket of sky My toes pressed against the opposite door, just like a child Back when my biggest concern really wasn't that wild Like how big is the moon, and why did the dish choose the spoon? How did the cow jump so high, and wait, wait a minute... Why did you lie?

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Cold, damp tiles beneath the patter of my feet Panicked breath caught between blurring faces The sweet scent of baking is not welcome any more The noise, the beeping, the beeping, the beeping Where did you go when your hand lost mine? Wheels whirring round me, an obstacle in their course Beads of condensation clinging to every inch of glass The sweet scent of raw meat, bleeding into my nostrils Repetition, the aisles, the aisles, the aisles Where did you go that's so far out of sight?

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Sep 2, 2012

Sep 2, 2012 at 7:41 PM UTC

One Saturday in 94

Cold, damp tiles beneath the patter of my feet Panicked breath caught between blurring faces The sweet scent of baking is not welcome any more The noise, the beeping, the beeping, the beeping Where did you go when your hand lost mine? Wheels whirring round me, an obstacle in their course Beads of condensation clinging to every inch of glass The sweet scent of raw meat, bleeding into my nostrils Repetition, the aisles, the aisles, the aisles Where did you go that's so far out of sight?

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Your hand brushed against mine, heat slithered up my thigh, A python of mystery and allure, temptations offering more. I tried to avoid your eyes, to avoid facing all those lies, But I wanted us to burn, deep into the sheets, igniting skin, Skin on fire, liar liar, pants on fire. I wanted nothing more, than to send you up in flames Smoke dancing around your lungs, tightening your chest The way I couldn't breathe, when you played such cruel games. I longed for your eyes to sting, in a way you couldn't rest Eyes on fire, liar liar, pants on fire. And when we come up for air, with sweat upon our brows, But not enough to put these flames out, I hope you inhale the way you made me feel And I'll watch it lick you, the way I didn't any more, Into the sorriest ashes, smouldering on the floor, Skin on fire, liar liar, pants on fire.

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Sep 1, 2012

Sep 1, 2012 at 11:17 PM UTC

Liar, liar, pants on fire.

Your hand brushed against mine, heat slithered up my thigh, A python of mystery and allure, temptations offering more. I tried to avoid your eyes, to avoid facing all those lies, But I wanted us to burn, deep into the sheets, igniting skin, Skin on fire, liar liar, pants on fire. I wanted nothing more, than to send you up in flames Smoke dancing around your lungs, tightening your chest The way I couldn't breathe, when you played such cruel games. I longed for your eyes to sting, in a way you couldn't rest Eyes on fire, liar liar, pants on fire. And when we come up for air, with sweat upon our brows, But not enough to put these flames out, I hope you inhale the way you made me feel And I'll watch it lick you, the way I didn't any more, Into the sorriest ashes, smouldering on the floor, Skin on fire, liar liar, pants on fire.

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