simi - Hello Poetry

Just because they don't wolf whistle when you enter a room Doesn't mean you're ugly, they're just oblivious to your beauty The fact that you think differently Doesn't mean you're dumb, your intellect is simply extraordinary Dear friend, don't throw it all away All because of some unfortunate soul who didn't ask you to stay They're the one's missing out, because they refused to dig through all the trash To find the treasure.

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Jan 14, 2015

Jan 14, 2015 at 2:24 PM UTC

Unpolished Gem

Just because they don't wolf whistle when you enter a room Doesn't mean you're ugly, they're just oblivious to your beauty The fact that you think differently Doesn't mean you're dumb, your intellect is simply extraordinary Dear friend, don't throw it all away All because of some unfortunate soul who didn't ask you to stay They're the one's missing out, because they refused to dig through all the trash To find the treasure.

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Sweet sixteen, What's so sweet about being sixteen? My year of fearlessness, of jubilee, Of new beginnings And staying true to me

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Jan 12, 2015

Jan 12, 2015 at 2:29 PM UTC

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Sweet sixteen, What's so sweet about being sixteen? My year of fearlessness, of jubilee, Of new beginnings And staying true to me

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As he whispers his undying love Over and over His colorful eyes penetrate my soul And I am taken back to the memories Of when we first met Oh, how I hated him! But slowly and surely, He broke through the walls of my heart. Over and over, I tried to tell myself That I didn't hear The rush of butterflies in my stomach Whenever he was near And that I didn't feel The energizing sparks Whenever our skin collided As time went on, Over and over, Our chance encounters proved me wrong, because indeed Each time I laid my eyes on him, I fell deeper and deeper in love with him, Over and over and over again.

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Dec 28, 2014

Dec 28, 2014 at 1:07 PM UTC

Over and Over

As he whispers his undying love Over and over His colorful eyes penetrate my soul And I am taken back to the memories Of when we first met Oh, how I hated him! But slowly and surely, He broke through the walls of my heart. Over and over, I tried to tell myself That I didn't hear The rush of butterflies in my stomach Whenever he was near And that I didn't feel The energizing sparks Whenever our skin collided As time went on, Over and over, Our chance encounters proved me wrong, because indeed Each time I laid my eyes on him, I fell deeper and deeper in love with him, Over and over and over again.

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Tell me, is it like they say in stories? Can they find true love, so young, so pure, Does he take her breath away with just a phrase, just a word, Or ignite a passionate fire with just one touch? Do they really kiss like the world's about to expire, Or stare deep into each other's eyes, feeling nothing but desire? Do they appreciate their imperfections, believing they are perfect? So tell me, is it like they stay in stories, Or am I truly a hopeless romantic?

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Nov 22, 2014

Nov 22, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC

Hopeless Romantic

Tell me, is it like they say in stories? Can they find true love, so young, so pure, Does he take her breath away with just a phrase, just a word, Or ignite a passionate fire with just one touch? Do they really kiss like the world's about to expire, Or stare deep into each other's eyes, feeling nothing but desire? Do they appreciate their imperfections, believing they are perfect? So tell me, is it like they stay in stories, Or am I truly a hopeless romantic?

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To hope is to aspire See the best of things, no matter how dire Hope is to see is and be deceived But dream and believe Hope is to run towards the mountain And believe that you can jump over it To hope is to truly believe That your dreams will become reality To have hope is To turn your can'ts into cans And your dreams into plans To hope is to Believe

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Oct 30, 2014

Oct 30, 2014 at 4:18 PM UTC

Hope

To hope is to aspire See the best of things, no matter how dire Hope is to see is and be deceived But dream and believe Hope is to run towards the mountain And believe that you can jump over it To hope is to truly believe That your dreams will become reality To have hope is To turn your can'ts into cans And your dreams into plans To hope is to Believe

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They bounce around in the midst of my thoughts Begging to be released out into the open Where they can resuscitate the flat line That are our hearts I stare at him stare at me Watching waiting, looking, lingering For me to utter the phrases That can mend us My mouth dries up as I try to speak And again, I say nothing So as I watch his receding back All I do is stare Because of those resounding words inside my head That are never Said.

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Oct 22, 2014

Oct 22, 2014 at 2:49 PM UTC

Words I Never Said

They bounce around in the midst of my thoughts Begging to be released out into the open Where they can resuscitate the flat line That are our hearts I stare at him stare at me Watching waiting, looking, lingering For me to utter the phrases That can mend us My mouth dries up as I try to speak And again, I say nothing So as I watch his receding back All I do is stare Because of those resounding words inside my head That are never Said.

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