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 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
ryn
The dreamer is breathless as he clutches his chest
These feelings amuck inexplicable at its best
Managing a gasp and finally drawing his air
Never thought it possible, these feelings he'd share.

It's been long since he'd last uttered the deal breaker
Expecting hate and regret, yet receiving love so tender
It softens him so, lifting him way up high
It blinded him so, fighting it he never did try.

On swift magical wings, down to him she had swooped
With kind loving hands, his time-worn body she adoringly scooped
Into her warm comforting chest, the dreamer would retreat
He finds comfort in a sound; the rhythm of her heart beat.

Chest to chest, soul to soul, their hearts beat as one
He looks up teary eyed, he looks up at his sun
She gazes upon him like she's known him forever
He stares up at her and says, "There can be no other".

Together they took flight to destinations unknown
Their love they would want, to carve immortal into stone
They had cared not for the whims of the universe
Submerged themselves deep in love's sweet murmurs.

This thing in his chest badly wants to sing
Of words so sweet, of melodies so endearing
It wants to say true words of praise
Whisper promises of an Eden-like place.

The dreamer worships his sun as he'd found his dream
Dreams of rolling meadows and night's silvery moonbeam
He whispered of feelings that he believed to be his
He presented them to her as she's the only one he sees.

I am the dreamer who never truly wants to wake
Hopeful of a life that this dream could possibly make
I still am the dreamer who believes it'll all come true
I am the silly little dreamer who's madly in love with you.
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
r
Monday's child
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
r
Rains come
Rains go
The wind blows
And so do Mondays.

r ~ 7/21/14
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 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Mike Hauser
time
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Mike Hauser
time at times
gets the best of me

time can be
friend or enemy

we sometimes treat time
like some dreaded disease

while hoping that time
for us never leaves

the passing of time
is both hated and like

we all wait for time
to give the final ride

too soon comes the time
to say our goodbyes

as we watch time fly
in the blink of an eye
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Jeremy Bean
I'm through with disappointment
and heartache
This inferiority
is a complex
I wish to dismantle
casting the rubble
of defeat
into the sea
Should I return to anger,
or do I continue to seek happiness
between these sullen lines?
No matter the emotion
confusion always seems
to have a part to play
on this empty stage
 Jul 2014 IamMsIves
Jee Enigma
As the world would give her Nothin' but sadness,
She decided to vent out her emotions
She searched for ways,
Art, Poem, Diary throughout the days.
She looked upon her old works of art,
For that may heal the broken part,
But she couldn't find the painting she deared,
Again Nothin' but tears.

Has someone thrown it?
Thinking of it as ****?
Could they have thought,
How much love it brought?
How she had treasured it over the years,
But in the end, She gets Nothin' but tears

Is this fair?
She made it for the people she loved,
And they didn't knew how many feelings it bare.

Alone in a room,
Which seems like a doom.
She vents out her feelings in another type of art,
Which will be again added to her cart.

Silently, She wished somebody hears,
Her quiet *Nothin' but tears. . .
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