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yasmine3g
yasmine3g
"And in this moment I swear, we are infinite." / ~The Perks of being a Wallflower
Love her like She's the raging sea, Unrestrained and dark and deep. And you crave her touch Through aching pores As you slowly drown in sleep. Love her like She's the tender storm, A lovely shade of grey. Like with every whiff Of breath she takes, She's taking yours away. Love her like She's the silent clouds With calmness floating by. Like you'd want to make Sweet love to her Under the moon's apocalyptic eye. Love her like She's the blazing fire, And you lust the candied pain. Like she's the disease That swallowed you whole And you'd like to die again. When her gentle touch Makes your chest explode, And your addiction is your girl. Promise you'll love her Through hell and back, Or don't you dare love her at all.
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Jan 11, 2015
Jan 11, 2015 at 10:32 AM UTC
LOVE HER LIKE
A villain In all of us An evil In the best of us A greed That lurks within A demon That commits the sin An anger Thrown and hurled A hatred Against the world A monster Unleashed to fight A darkness That drowns out the light But something, a flicker, a flame Something, a spark, a name A light That outshines the dark A warrior Valiant in heart A love That we give away A joy When we save the day An angel Makes the better choice A saviour   When we use our voice A winner Is the best of us A hero In all of us
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Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 11:18 AM UTC
In All of Us
This is for the one who feels alone For the one who feels defeated This for the one without a home For the one who feels cheated This is for the one who's been tossed away The one forgotten on the sidelines For the one yet to see the day To surpass the others and guidelines This one is for all of you All the burnouts the failures the depressed This one is for all the losers The stupid the hopeless the oppressed. So what? You ******* up So what? You tried so hard So what? You Still Lost. And maybe you are alone Maybe you sit on the sidelines Maybe you haven't had your chance Maybe you can't see the guidelines Maybe you're the bystander Maybe you're the victim Maybe you've been lied to Maybe you've been cheated Maybe you really Are a loser, But you are not defeated.
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Sep 15, 2014
Sep 15, 2014 at 10:06 PM UTC
This One's For You
And here we are                                                     Worlds                                                          apart Bound by time             And         beating        hearts For that single instant When                       we collide             Like stars and comets In override We'll f              a                  l                     l                          in love                        Cra sh                           and                             bu r n                      Fiery passion   R o i l and churn Fate                    and              destiny                    Woven dreams Hope                  and              faith                  Br e ak in g seams Now here we are          Two           beating       hearts Bound by time Yet                        worlds                                 apart.
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Aug 16, 2014
Aug 16, 2014 at 11:51 PM UTC
Worlds Apart
The beauty of a woman is in the poems she's wrote, the dreams she's weaved and all the stories she's told. The beauty of a woman is in the adventures she's taken, the lives she's touched and all the minds she's awakened. The beauty of a woman is in the caring she gives, the sincerity in her laughter, and the passion in her griefs. It's not the expensive clothes she owns, her body size, the diamonds she's worn. Measure not the beauty of woman in gold, for the beauty of a woman is reflected in her soul.
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Aug 14, 2014
Aug 14, 2014 at 11:51 AM UTC
The Beauty of a Woman
On a blank canvas I find escape Paint brush in hand my dreams take shape A getaway from this raging ocean I create my world with strong emotion For now my drawings do suffice Creating my perfect paradise I am passionate, and I believe I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be I like to shoot hoops and swish every one I practice my overhands just for fun I go on bike rides, my heart pounding I think jogs refreshing and grounding I push myself to my limit Striving to be the one to win it I have confidence, and I have faith I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be I like to sing their doubt away A soaring chorus all through the day I strum the strings to a happy tune I know I'll be singing and laughing soon The lyrics tell me "it's alright" And with the music I take flight I am strong, and I achieve I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be My tattoos and piercings make people stare But I do what I want, and I don't care I dye my hair and wear dark clothes Telling me what to do, but no one knows Still they judge, and make me a clown I stare defeat in the eye, refuse to back down I am strong-willed, and I am proud I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be Used to wear make-up and attempt perfection Wore the latest styles as my protection At first glance you would never guess Through all my fake friends and flawlessness Used to not have a single person, all alone in my shell Now I have friends who care, and who I can tell I am beautiful, and I am free I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be In others our dreams we may depend But we pick up the pieces and learn to mend Who we are, and what we are Something truly wonderful How we move, and how we live Just completely beautiful I have a power, I'm one in the world I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be
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Aug 12, 2014
Aug 12, 2014 at 2:40 PM UTC
Let Me Be
On a blank canvas I find escape Paint brush in hand my dreams take shape A getaway from this raging ocean I create my world with strong emotion For now my drawings do suffice Creating my perfect paradise I am passionate, and I believe I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be I like to shoot hoops and swish every one I practice my overhands just for fun I go on bike rides, my heart pounding I think jogs refreshing and grounding I push myself to my limit Striving to be the one to win it I have confidence, and I have faith I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be I like to sing their doubt away A soaring chorus all through the day I strum the strings to a happy tune I know I'll be singing and laughing soon The lyrics tell me "it's alright" And with the music I take flight I am strong, and I achieve I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be My tattoos and piercings make people stare But I do what I want, and I don't care I dye my hair and wear dark clothes Telling me what to do, but no one knows Still they judge, and make me a clown I stare defeat in the eye, refuse to back down I am strong-willed, and I am proud I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be Used to wear make-up and attempt perfection Wore the latest styles as my protection At first glance you would never guess Through all my fake friends and flawlessness Used to not have a single person, all alone in my shell Now I have friends who care, and who I can tell I am beautiful, and I am free I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be In others our dreams we may depend But we pick up the pieces and learn to mend Who we are, and what we are Something truly wonderful How we move, and how we live Just completely beautiful I have a power, I'm one in the world I am who I want to see I am me, just let me be
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Music notes on a sheet White and black piano keys The greatest story I have ever read A beautiful poem that's still unsaid We conceive these ideas of brilliance and glory We weave inspiration when we tell a story Because beauty is everywhere, even in the air we breathe It is that which liberates and sets us free
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Aug 11, 2014
Aug 11, 2014 at 9:56 PM UTC
Piano Keys
The existence of love was never a belief to me, sitting on the shelf right next to God and happy endings collecting dust and fragments of all the times I thought, "I don't want love to be real, but I think I love you a lot." Imagining what it really means to be held and to be blanketed with a warmth that is warm inside and out, without being harvested in a ***** cold, dying out like bare trees in the December seasons, that shudder and shake the chips in their shoulders until the sleet can fall off. It's like walking until you reach a point in the road where you don't know where you are, where you're headed, why. And it doesn't matter in the slightest. There is nothing left to say than I love you, and that I don't believe in ghosts. But you haunt me even when my eyes are closed and my ribs are moving in slow motion. I wish I could kiss you even in my after life, and if heaven exists, I'm going to look God in the eye and ask him why he didn't give you to me sooner. And then I'm going to tell him that all I've ever wanted was you. No golden thrones. No pearly gates. No velvet beds. Just satin skin wrapped over the bones I hold so dearly, as close to my heart as I possibly can. I don't believe in love. I only believe in you.
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 4:20 PM UTC
Dead
Pouring rain and thunder clouds Roiling over and shooting lightning Racing hearts as chaos pounds Your feel and touch intoxicating Crackling power and moving lips Pressing hard and we're pulling closer Yearning bodies and sliding hips High off you I'm an overdoser Electric eyes and wicked grin You know I can't resist this sin Our burning skin and heated blood Power and passion come in floods Set me to Fire upon your gaze Live in paradise for all my days Breathe me to Life with your lips Heart dancing and doing flips Turn me to Infinite with your love To be eternal with worlds above So kiss me hard while it pouring rains Just how I like to be Electric euphoria in my veins Baby, Ignite Me
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Jul 25, 2014
Jul 25, 2014 at 3:56 PM UTC
Ignite Me
You call that poetry? Writing words down on paper that rhyme but don't make sense You call that clarity? Expressing thoughts with a voice so frustrated and tense You call that love? Conditional to a point where you lose free expression You call that art? Colours and feelings that have faded with the absence of passion You call that humanity? Where conformity is the needle and we shoot it up Is it called insanity? Where fear of failure is the bottle and we pour the cup Is it called suicide? Where we climb and climb so high only to jump from that height Or maybe it's called Life Because we draw closer, let go, and take a chance at flight
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Jun 8, 2014
Jun 8, 2014 at 10:57 AM UTC
You call that poetry?