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 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
Torin
fragile
 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
Torin
She was a rose
Beautiful
Delicate but not without thorns
I am a feather
As an ornament
Falling ever so slowly from the heavens

And our love was porcelain
And the world a wrecking ball
 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
Bianca Reyes
I was so in love with love
That I stopped loving myself
And refused to see you
For who you really are
Vile, arrogant and manipulative
But all I wanted to see in you was
Love, confidence and intelligence
I was wrong but I will learn
In Matters of Blind LoveĀ©
Shared on Hello Poetry on February 5, 2016
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 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
Bianca Reyes
You are the words I speak
The pause in between
Where I linger for a while

You are the thoughts I seek
The inspiration from within
Where I submerge denial

You are my heartbeat at its peak
The blood rush through ravine
Where all is cleansed of vile

You are the irrationality I tweak
The insanity that was forseen
Where I lose myself and smile

You are the glow that leaks
The inner beauty that they all mean
Where it paints all I see mile by mile
Shared on Hello Poetry on February 9, 2016
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 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
Bianca Reyes
In this deep blue sea
I will either find a fish
Or drown in my search
Shared on Hello Poetry on February 10, 2016
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 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
The Dedpoet
You buy flowers and a card as an excuse to write a poem, even though you're single.

2. When " How Do I love you, let me count the ways"... And you literally lost count.

3. When Cupid calls you corny.

4. When you make a poem out of those little heart candies.

5. Cupid throws up a little in his mouth after reading your exceedingly sweet sonnet.

6. You bought your kid Valentines day cards for his class and wrote haiku's on every one.

7. You ponder the box of chocolates, and how it is like life, though it sounds familiar, you title your poem "Life is Like a Box of Chocolates".

8. You buy roses and a card filled with your sweet words for your ex, though she calls you a stalker, you are glad she called you.

9. You recite Roses are Red, Violets are Blue, and you're in the shower.

10. You suddenly bulk up on Pablo Neruda, ready to take on the romantic world.

11.As you look at your hellopoetry site while driving, you see a smear of blood on the windshield, two small wings, and what looks like a bow and arrow.

12. When you write a poem and have no one to give it to, suddenly Mom is the best Valentine ever.

13. When you go on the big date, secretly you have your own penand paper in your back pocket, writing verses when you excuse yourself from the dinner table.

14. When you write a poem for your wife, your side girlfriend and your mistress, just because it feels romantic, it is Valentines after all.

15. When you give the wrong poem to your wife, instead of the mistress.

16. Your girlfriend is suddenly a diabetic due to your sweet poem.

17.When you write a poem on hellopoetry and dedicate it to your Valentine, even though you don't have one.

18. When you buy yourself roses and a box of chocolate, write a beautiful poem to yourself, you might be a romantic poet.

19. When your secret admirer is you, the secret poems don't have the same effect.

20. Last but no least, you might be a poet when you wonder if Cupid is lonely and write an invite in the form of a sonnet to see if the little guy will join you for a poetry reading.
Ah...
So busy doing something  
Never ends
   No breaks seems
    & u still creep in my mind
     SO this way I don't
    Over  react  
         Relaxed
Always better days
     To come
 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
Star Gazer
I wrote those words scribbled in ink,
in hopes that its message did sink.
I wrote of how much I loved you,
And to this day it remains ever so true.
I wrote of how you meant the world to me,
From the blue sky to the deepest parts of the sea,
I wrote those words knowing that you were my world,
Of all the harm and pain, time and distance hurled,
We still found one another.
 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
Torin
semblance
 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
Torin
I seem happy
I've got a new joke to make
A new girl to love
A new day to make my way
I seem happy
Which is good
I wouldn't want anyone to know
What I am really going through
I seem happy


Semblance-the outward appearance or apparent form of something, especially when the reality is different.
 Feb 2016 Jack Huang
Torin
Each night has grown colder
The bitter winter wind with no symbolence of summer
My body grown numb
Anxious and tired with the torn up pages
From a novel about a ghost and a wishing well
I wish you well
But this night is forever
The indeterminant darkness and my somnolence persisting
My mind, my weariness
Hopeless with the frozen color of loss
And the feeling of losses despair
What is lost beyond repair

If you love something
Let it go
If it comes back to you
You'll know
I loved you
And so I had to
I let you go
Knowing you were never coming back

I feed off of the blood
And now as a living dead
I can look in the mirror
But I can't see myself anymore
I howl at the moon
I roam through the night
With a knife in my chest
And the thought of a last goodbye
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