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each day
you always remind me
that i can't reach the star*

©IGMS
i wish
i were as brave as the rain
because
they are not afraid to
fall


©IGMS
when there is no one there to catch them...




they are the strongest, bravest and
saddest things I've known :(

PS:
-the thought "the rain are not afraid to fall" were not from me . :)
 Jul 2015
Richard Riddle
GF: "It's not you, its me!"
BF: "You're right! It is you!
GF: "WHAAT!"



copyright: r. riddle 06-29-15
Women really don't want you to agree with them.
 Jul 2015
Chris
~
Another long quiet night
and I am wide awake,
yet I still dream or perhaps
it just seems like a...

a bloom of unbelievable beauty,
mesmerizing pristine petals
in tender pastel colors,
the sweetest fragrance
of any springtime breeze,
an enchanting vision
touching every part
of my heart,
creating a desire I have
never before known,
growing on the other side
of a bordering wall
as high as it is wide,
separating southern valleys
from northern boundaries,
past maple tree sentries,
beyond the locked garden gate
at the end of a flagstone walkway,
just out of my reach...

Wow, I guess it could be...
but if so, it is a dream that I will not give up on
until it comes true and I hold this
beautiful flower close to me...to never let go
Good night Beautiful
 Jul 2015
Kelley A Vinal
The atoms that make up
The outermost layer of my skin
Repel yours the least
In some sort of metaphoric nuclear fusion
Though we may not release photons
With each touch
And we're not quite travelling fast enough
To create such an explosive reaction
In a physical sense
It seems that you still turn
my mass
into energy
 Jul 2015
brandon nagley
I'd be lying
To telleth thee...
I'd be quote
(Happy)
Watching the fourth of July fireworks by mineself....
Though tis a blessing
With family next to thou...
( wanting ourn lover) next to us yet noone there....
Is a hard bullet to bite....
As I'm dreading  those powerful sounds tommorrow,
As I'm dreading seeing heavenly lights,
With such in unheavenly loneliness...

As so many think the fourth is a day to celebrate freedom..
I think more a day for hopeless romantic's to feeleth
Their pain splurge into an artistic lightshow platform...
 Jul 2015
brandon nagley
Just that heavenly feeling
Of ones hand's with nail's dragging across mine chest,
Would giveth me such comfort
For tis the best...
Though no hand's
No nail's to rub across
Mine chest suddenly hurts again
To the cuddle not found in the hopelessly lost.
 Jul 2015
brandon nagley
Dont read me...
 Jul 2015
brandon nagley
By morning her depression haunt's her
By midday boredom gets her
So the mall she pays a visit...
And night the bookstore calleth her,
As she gets lost in her dream's
Whilst reading strange novels
And romantic things....

She stay's and read's for hour's
Fixed with her eyes glued
Forgetting the world behind her
She's a serpahim stuck in global noose...
As tis she leaveth
The book palace and goes to the park,
She sits in her car reading
Poem's on H.P by lonely heart's...
As tis this moment shes not lonesome
She stareth at her moon.
All her daily sorrow's
Art gone in her orb so true...
Though tis she still thinketh of me
In the back of her mind,
I'm just glad when she responds to me
To telleth me she is mine!!!!!!
As mine heart doth flutter
To a happiness of sweet divine....




©Brandon nagley ( lonesome poet's poetry)
 Jul 2015
brandon nagley
Mi amour'
Do not get jealous
Mi amour,
Didst thou knoweth?
Thou art mine Aurora Borealis....
 Jul 2015
brandon nagley
Even whilst hiding from fear in the dark
I knoweth mine amour' is here
To light that little passage way with a spark...
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