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Jul 2018 · 388
5:21 am
Intrépide Jul 2018
I can write a thousand poems about your smiles,


                  ...but I can’t
                               make you mine.
Jan 2018 · 884
Intrépide Jan 2018
my mind
knows
it’s done,
we’re over.

yet,
my heart
still beat,
it seeks

—for you
Dec 2017 · 5.8k
You
Intrépide Dec 2017
You
there’s a
thorn
stuck inside
my chest
it throbs in pain
every ****
time when
someone says
your name


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May 2017 · 887
Crap.
Intrépide May 2017
I might've shoved you off
but lately you're the only one
I'm thinking of
this morning I could barely
get out of bed
after last night's
cry I've shed

so I pinky swear to you
to not ever mess with you
(again)

I am a bee that stung you
little do you know, I've died inside too

nights became longer
songs became sadder
you became colder
and I've became sober
after "we" became over.
C
Feb 2017 · 802
Pitfall
Intrépide Feb 2017
I did not mean to fall
for you but it's
your words
that made
me do
I
wish,
I didn't just
gave in that easily
just because you were
so nice and sweet every
time we speak.
J
Jan 2017 · 785
Lost
Intrépide Jan 2017
you came to me,
and told a poem
you've wrote for me

i didn't like it
for it lacked
some kind of wit
that i was finding

another fellow came to me
and wrote the same kind of
poetry

i loved it, not because
it's lovely
but because his looks
were charming

i brushed you off
not knowing why
for maybe i was being
sly

i got too busy looking
at facades and later
then be filled with awes
when i should be looking
at the innermost that i
could live to be engrossed

to see you now
writing poems, which are good
to read utmost
but those words that are written
aren't for me no more
V
Jan 2017 · 796
a damsel in distress
Intrépide Jan 2017
a noble man is set forth on a quest
to rescue a damsel in distress
who aches to leave all her pasts
and detach herself from woeful blasts

a gloomy day it is
for the man has not yet come,
who seeks to catch a fleeting glimpse
of the damsel's broken, crimped
and beaten heart

she's unlikely aware of what might come
it's why she sat upright and slummed
for the noble man is yet to come,
to mend and fix her broken parts

a big smile she wore
upon his' entrance to the door
she smiled at him, and curtsied deep
for she has felt some kind of relief
Dec 2016 · 750
okay
Intrépide Dec 2016
I don't know if it's a curse
to feel so very deeply

to feel so empty
and very lonely
with the memories
that you have left me

like a tattered story
with no particular ending

to be suddenly left at bay
without knowing what to say
It's kind of beautiful yet sad
to experience this kind of love
Dec 2016 · 776
Solemn
Intrépide Dec 2016
As you spoke your lies
I can see it within your eyes
the emptiness and sorrow
that builds up inside

While saying ''I'm alright and it's
All fine''

As words run dry
I solemnly sigh.
Dec 2016 · 671
*sense*
Intrépide Dec 2016
your eyes shines brightly
like the sun
which has the colour
of an ordinary brown
and the way your hair gets ruffled and tousled
make the corners of my mouth turn up
wondering and thinking on how on earth you've
become mine.

— The End —