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The Broken Poet Jun 2015
When I read a poem
I feel like I'm listening to a song
I feel like I'm dreaming another's dream
Sometimes I like to sing the poem as if it were meant to be a song
If only poets were singers
Then there would be heartfelt songs
There would be world peace on earth
And everybody can learn to cherish every second
A poet's poem is the closest you'll get
To the watery depths of their mind, heart, and soul
A poet's poem is a love song
Listen to the words
And you'll hear the wind whispering in your ears
You'll feel the sea tickling your toes
You'll feel the sun burning your heart inside out
A poet's poem is a rainbow after the thunderstorm
A poet's poem is the greatest love song.
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
You say you don't love me
I watch you walk away
Knowing I was bound to get hurt
But I loved you either way
And I'd do it all over again
I act tough
I bawl my fists
And chase after you
I won't let you go
Bet you restrain and walk away
Give me another chance
I'm willing to change if you just say you'll be mine
That night, I cried myself to sleep
Dreaming happily of you and I
I got drunk that night
And I passed out on the couch
That night I never woke up
But I never did stop dreaming of us.
  Jun 2015 The Broken Poet
Day Wing
It was never meant to break our spirits,
rather to prove we have beating hearts!
We mustn't succumb in the face of pain dear poets! Feeling pain is proof that we are alive! It proves that we have souls! It proves that we have beating hearts! :)
Man shalt seeith a broken soul
As another ruin,
But I seeith
Soo much beauty
Lost and not found!!!
Thy greatest poets
Aren't the one's who put all their money into their work's,
The greatest poets
Art the ones who art poor
With no loot
Not putting their work out there
Just writing poems in a secret notebook
For their eyes only!!!
The Broken Poet Jun 2015
Most people are afraid of not getting married
They are afraid of never being good enough
Of never being accepted
My fear is greater
My fears do not lie in the hands of others
My fears lie heavy on my soul
What if I don't make it?
What if I'm not happy?
What if I'm forced fo have a job I don't love?
I think of my future everyday
Knowing that I could die tonight
I want to write
I love to write
I want to become an author
I want to inspire people with my words
I am afraid
What if it doesn't happen?
What if I die before then, then what?
What will happen to my binder?
I will be another gone dreamer dead.
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