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Eliza Jan 15
Almost 70,000 words
Still, I can't figure out
Why poetry seem to flow
When I feel like giving up

9000 days and more
Still, my heart betrays me  
I guess we'll only live
Once we choose to be happy

Can You tell me the secret?
Can You show me The plan?
My heart yearns to know
Please tell me I can.
I'm back with another poem after many years of taking a hiatus.
Eliza May 2020
One way to know that you love someone:
You put their needs above yours.
Eliza May 2020
Your senses come alive
The aroma waking your soul
The brim gently touched by your lip
As you take that first sip.
You smiled at me as you said,
"It's amazing how it energizes you
When you take that first sip."
You don't even drink coffee
You said you do now because I do
I love drinking coffee
But there's nothing I would love more
than doing things with you.
Eliza Mar 2019
The hardest part
Will be the days that come after.
Prepare your heart.
Eliza Mar 2019
And I knew I would be broken
In a way I’ve never been before
But I also knew it’d be worth the shot-
It would be a privilege, even-
To be both hurt and loved by you.
Eliza Mar 2019
You are my unsent message.
The cursor blinking rhythmically,
With my heartbeat,
For me to hit send.
But I am not ready,
And I’m not sure if I ever will be
So I left it like that.
Unsent. Unseen. Unread.
“I miss you.”
Eliza Oct 2018
When you are alone
And you stare at the ceiling
And time feels like an eternity
When you’re sad,
That’s when you become a poet.

When you are with someone
And your heart flutters
And time feels too short
When you’re happy,
That’s when you become a poet.

But when the sky was a different shade of blue
And my heartbeat was louder
Than the drops of heavy rain
And time felt like it froze
As I felt my first numbing pain
Of being left,
That’s when I became a poet.
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