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 Jun 2014 Will Rogers III
nivek
your words poet
sing their song
In my innermost
each word completes
your welding craft
into memorable poems
Kiss away my thoughts,
bury my past,
at last.
Relieve me of this curse
before it gets worse,
I won't be here to beg and plead
when I'm left here to bleed.
Please, I just want to be freed.
Give me peace,
let these voices cease.
Let me be
let me be me.
I'm just scared
and alone.
I don't know how to care.
Teach me,
reach me,
Please,
please.
The trouble with Hello Poetry
Is that I fall in love daily
Held under so many captivating spells
moulded and crafted by all walks of life
I find myself longing for all of you
the broken, the fallen, the bruised
the saints, the sinners
the righteous, the dispossessed
the holy, the unholy
all meet here
to speak of life
as they feel it
as only we know it.
Onwards, upwards
Downward spirals
kindness, cruelty
crashing through boundaries
bounding across oceans
carried on wistful sighs and broken dreams
The trouble with Hello Poetry
Is that it breaks my heart
Then brings me back to love again
All within an hour.
Blue hair, ripped jeans
That's just one style of the scenes
Black dress, red eyes
People judge based on lies
Green hair, pierced up lips
When I see them, my heart skips
My friends are the odd ones out
When told to be silent they are the ones who shout
You can't hold them back cause they are free
I love them cause they're like me
If you fight one you fight us all
And don't be shocked if you fall ;)
I have a headache,I need to shut it out.no more noises no more choices, save it for the morning.
This is the only road I ever know, and I shall walk it alone.will I ever find a place to call my own in this wasteland, iam all alone.
Not my poem, all credit goes to Josh Tucker.
Love
That feeling of always wanting to be around them.
Love
that feeling of waiting to see them, touch them, hear them.
Love
Knowing that theres something there but you cant point it out.
Love
wanting to not live with any doubt.
Love
Realizing that you cant have them pulls your heart strings out.
Hate
Feeling the pain that follows their actions.
Hate
Always trying to impress someone.
Hate
Being yourself and not being accepted.
Hate
Knowing what they could be thinking.
Hate
Finishing poems that have a special meaning.
Light is what brings forth a new day and what ends that beginning.
Light is how we see things in a different perspective.
Light is where ideas come from.
Light is what some of us study to understand.
Light is us.
Light is me.
Light is you.
Light is light.
When you look into my eyes
I feel a flare in my heart
Not a small fire being created,
by a few twigs and a spark

Burning like the fires of hell
But feeling like a tropical beach breeze
Trying to hold myself up
But feeling weak in my knees

Oh help me show me your feelings
Instead of hiding from the minds of them
Grow like a flower strong and willing
Instead of being a safe sturdy stem

Be a flare spreading light and joy to others
Open your heart and let me inside
Dont be afraid i wont hurt you
Again i ask you with love and care open arms and willing heart please dont hide
WHY
I ask why, you wave goodbye
I say hello, you say no
I wonder how weve come to this, you go on like theres nothing you'd ever miss
I cry myself to sleep at night, while your crushing my heart squeezing tight
I feel the ripping of my chest being opened, while you tug and pull on the ropes end
I am dead...ill...still you go on as if there never was or will
Its obvious who this goes to if he even cares enough to read it
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