by 11 members and 27 followers Poems about loss of any kind, broken hearts, remembering the memories, the good times spent together. Pour your feelings out and be heard.
I'm unrestricted with her Meaning free; I'm her, she is I, we art one A king and his queen.
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Unbounded, unshackled Sentient in comprehension unknown to mortal creature; We hath wing's, with moonlight ring's A ceremony shalt be soon, with stellar feature's.
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No doctor's, nor teacher's We art ourn own healer's; We art different than the rest We shalt overcometh devil's, and demonic test's.
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For tis I am blessed To knoweth such an empress to mine throne; She reside's in every space of this poetic mind She maketh me seeith when I'm blind, speaketh when I'm mute
I was looking pretty suave today until like a idiot in front of a girl at Starbucks I slipped and fell, but she helped me back up Cool girl, and Idiot me
I miss you, but really I miss myself I don't miss you at all. You say all these things t keep me but really there isn't a single ounce of proof that you mean them. I lost respect for myself in the presence of you. I shouldn't be scared of you but I am. You yell far too often and I don't want to think of what could come next. I want to say good bye but I don't want to break your heart I don't want you to stop having emotions. But I have to leave you I feel sad, miserable even and I feel put on the back burner. You wouldn't really drop everything for me. So stop promising. I don't want to be around you anymore but I am scared to break your heart. I've been in those shoes. But I was just with you because you were there when no one else was but that's just because I knew you worshiped the ground I walked on. We are toxic and I have to say good bye my darling. You make me sad.
Synchronized voices, Our eyes met, That was the day I figured, You were the one, Who I'd scoop up in my arms, And get wed to, But, who knew that one day, You'd never stay, And leave behind everything, All the memories, That now only cloud up in my brain.
Almost breathing in that heady, pungent, earthiness, even if it's only in my mind. All over Santa Fe, New Mexico, folks will be roasting this year's green chiles, and I am feeling an unexpected ache for a place I thought I had left forever.
Loneliness is a great friend He never lets me wander alone, Forever standing by me He's there when all doors close. He's one friend i trust And i know no matter what He'll be forever beside me He's the only company I've got.