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Sleepless Apr 2016
It has been a while, hasn't it old friend?
Since the day I saw you last.
Tears in your eyes as I drew my last breath
Blurry you became until darkness surrounded my vision.
I felt lost, alone, tired.
I knew you had felt the same.
It was time to move on to a bigger and brighter place,
But I couldn't bring myself to leave you alone.
So I stayed.
I followed you that night back to your home
And I lay beside you as you slept
Though you hadn't noticed my presence.
You awoke nearly a day later and you hardly moved.
Your eyes opened briefly
A moments confusion before the tears came again.
I wanted to hold you, to comfort you
But I could only watch
I couldn't leave you here alone,
So I decided to stay.

A week went by
I had found a way to see you, but only while you slept
In your dreams I awaited you every night
Where I could see you, and you could see me too
And its was like old times again
We spent the dreaming nights dancing under the moon,
Singing beneath the stars,
and whispering words of our love with the night sky as our witness
Then you would awake
And the dream faded to reality.
And once more we would be apart.

Months went by
You had barely left your house.
Your mother offered to let you stay with her for a while
But you refused.
So you stayed there all alone, with only your shadow for company.

Years had gone by
Everyone you knew had lost touch
Though you hardly seemed to notice.
I couldn't bare to let you suffer, but what was I to do?
I could only see you in your dreams
It was only there that I could hold you once more
Where I could embrace you and whisper words of comfort in your ear.
But that night was different.
That night as I lay beside you under the night sky, the moon was vacant.
The stars did not shine as bright.
"Its time," I said to you
And the light faded from your eyes
"But where will you go?
What will I do without you?"
Tears welled in your eyes.
I wrapped my arms around you and held you close for the last time.
"You will find another. There will always be another,
But I will be with you always, in spirit.
Perhaps you will see me in your dreams,
Or perhaps you will hear my whispers on the wind,
But you must move on, as I move on as well.
But I will always be with you. if you know where to look".

That was the last time I would ever hold you
You awoke not but a moment later
Clutching the open air beside you
My vision became blurry like all those years before
I took a deep breath as I watched you step out the door
And fade from sight.

Our love will never die
Though we are apart, we are one
Our bond is strong
One day, we will meet again
But for now, my love
I wish you all the best
May your heart find its way back to those you love
And may you live through many adventures
I will be waiting on the other side
Waiting to hold you once more
Farewell my love...

...For now...
A sort of memoir or letter told from the perspective of a lover who has passed, to the one they left behind.
  Dec 2015 Sleepless
Bianca Reyes
Love is like the sun
Pain is like the moon
They give way to eachother
Never will only one remain
Sleepless Dec 2015
Do you need a new ****?
Will yours just not do?
Well honey
I've got the store for you!
A gallery for butts
Come one, come all!
There's all kinds of butts
Both big and small

We've got butts that are big
Butts that are round
We've got butts that make
A tiny "toot" sound
Butts that are flat
And butts super small
Butts on short people
Butts for people who are tall

We've got butts that are firm
Hard in your grasp
Butts that are flabby
But nice ones at that
Butts so big
They cover the seat
And butts that are tiny
Cute and petite

We've got baby butts
With the softest of skin
Old ones that show
How old, where they've been
Butts that are fake
so plump and new
Butts that are real
Which are far in few

But what's this?
A **** we don't know?
Yes it's your ****!
And just look at it glow!
It's so very unique
It's one-of-a-kind!
Yes that trunk back there
Is quite some behind!

You don't need a new ****
Why yours is so you!
Who would wear it
If it wasn't on you?
Show off that **** girl!
Because it's got class
You'll have everyone saying
"What an amazing * * *"
With all the depressing poems, I wrote something lighthearted to cheer everyone up

Your **** is beautiful, and don't let anyone tell you otherwise
  Dec 2015 Sleepless
Angie S
Once upon a time, I knew you.
Innocent, alone, quiet, but it all seemed like
A bad case of deja vu.
You knew me once, twice, thrice...
I knew,
You have the power to make our world
Or destroy it.
Despite this, I faithfully
Maintained the only promise I've ever made.

Once upon a time I felt the sun
Kiss my face and the wild breeze
Tame my hurting soul.

But now, I only feel the present.
All I know now is the emptiness
Of having everything torn away
From you.
This emptiness you brought me--
Let me repay it
As many times as you will allow me.

Or until
We return
To once upon a time.
this is a spoilery poem.
i've been intensely obsessed with undertale, this is my second undertale poem i've posted here.
this is about a troubled guy who likes to drink ketchup and tell funny jokes. and never makes promises he can't keep
  Dec 2015 Sleepless
Eiliv Advena
I want to go home
I want to be free
But here I am trapped
And will always be

I dream of a land
With mountains and trees
A beautiful land
With blue lakes and seas

Where I can be free
And do what I please
A land without death
And without disease

A land full of joy
A land full laughter
Where I can live happily ever after
  Dec 2015 Sleepless
Got Guanxi
She had a tongue that could open a wine bottle.
Razor-sharp articulation.
A fine art, some might say.
Living sentences on a knifes-edge.
It started in a unblunted manner,
The force hit smacked splintered minds like a hammer.
Honed in cuspate motions,
Incisively smashing the nail on the head.

She wasn’t wrong often.
Vivacious wit vivid oscillating witch,
some might say.
Not I.
I followed in the downstream of her resonance.
A quivering wreck,
soaked from head to toe in her libretto.

She marched in stilettos,
locomotive tip-toe motion,
devotion to the traverse.
Deviating as s he ambulated across lurid cobbled paths.
How she manages, alas.
Evades my comprehension.

She had this brunt agitation,
as if,
she couldn’t hear the words you say to her.
Maybe it was her nescient nature.
A think naive conversant,
If only it was that simple.
Those dimples on her cheeks were like craters in the moon.
That cheesy laugh fractures.

She escaped from Alcatraz,
Caught only by the dereliction,
of her minds conviction.
Infamy lapsed,
as she collapsed in a pretzel of marvellous contortion.
She radiantly turned to stone,
a statuesque stanza.
Cloned in allure,
that never found answers she was looking for.
frasier
Sleepless Dec 2015
I fell in love the day that we met
A feeling I would soon regret
For I found you with her
Under covers you did stir
An image I could not forget

You promised that here you would stay
Yet in her bed you now lay
And alone here I cry
Under darkening sky
For my colours have all turned grey

You said "I love you, I do"
But I found your intentions weren't true
How foolish was I
To believe such a lie
And now my heart is in two
Cheating can only end in pain
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