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The broken promises

Pile up in the corner

Left behind

A feeling of guilt

Evaded

Because no one can remember

The oath once sworn

When lost to the power of time










The unfinished ideas

Flowing freely like a river

Always starting

Quite plentiful

Until all that’s left

Is a trickle

For all things

Are forgotten with time




Words on a paper

Mark down the past

Yet it only takes

A single act

To go away forever

The shredded pieces

Fall before your eyes

Maybe one day

They say

You will find out why

The reason you are here

But that will have to wait for another time




When the act began

You found no way to stop

Backs turned

Eyes glared

Curses flew

And all towards you

Thrown to the side

They don’t remember you

Wishful thinking

That it was just at the wrong time










A word once spoken

A commitment lost

An excuse made

I was busy

It wasn’t my fault

Because no one can admit

That they forgot

That they never even cared

Knowing that one day you will forget

Because nothing escapes

The power of time
Apparently written at 1:30 in the morning.  It's about so many people at the same time I can't even name them
The sky above me

Exploding with colors

Eyes filled with awe

The ground shaking beneath my feet




But when you close your eyes

And hear the exploding bombs

It reminds me of

The war

They fought

For our country







A document signed

on the fourth of July

A pen gliding

across such

an important piece

of our history

our lives







A birthday celebrated

across the states

does anyone

stop

to think




How did we get here?
The first poem I ever wrote. It truly was written on the 4th of july
Oh, tell me, my dear

when you dream

what is it that you see

are we playing in a field

or just sitting on your couch

merely enjoying each other’s company







when the stars in the sky

come out to dance

what about us

what is our story

are we together forever

or does it end in tragedy




I think back

to the late nights

you were there for me

and I, for you

i forever wish

for these times

to never end

do you dream of me

the way i dream of you?




when the stars in the sky

come out to dance

what about us

what is our story

are we together forever

or does it end in tragedy




A memory now so bittersweet

if i was ever to think

you didn’t remember

the moments we shared

the nights all alone

the first time we kissed

i can only wonder how much they meant

to you

for when you dream

do you see me

or am I not there at all

do you not feel the way i do




when the stars in the sky

come out to dance

what about us

what is our story

are we together forever

or does it end in tragedy




My dear

i love you

my only wish

is that you love me too
On my original platform, DeviantArt, I got front-paged for this poem. This was one of the first ones I ever wrote.

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