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Lena Bitare Nov 2014
You're a young soul
So quick to believe
So deep to dream
With a little self-esteem

So you waited for the train
But it did pass, you're vain
So you shed the pain
And put it in the letters of stain

In your younger years
You believe love exists
So I held your hand
And covered your eyes

Your senses are speaking
Universe is in your heart
Though destroyed dreams had you
And made your smile broken,

You still wear your heart on your sleeve
And to that I was astounded to believe.
Lena Bitare Nov 2014
If your heart's torn apart
Let it bleed
Don't hide
Smile
Try
Try again
Someday it will be better

When time heals
And your smile becomes whole again
You don't have to hide in your car
You will be loved, yes you will.
I'm fascinated by the song "She will be loved" by Maroon 5. So I wrote this poem, while not hearing the song :) <3
Lena Bitare Nov 2014
Hold my hand
Til its dawn
Til you dont have to let go
Lena Bitare Nov 2014
The sound of your voice
is like a drug to my soul
I so long to hear everytime

Our eyes were so connected
Before we knew we're intoxicated
We're already infected

You're absence is so devouring my strength
It had got me conquered
Though I never wanted another

And in my youth if I love you
Will you promise to not leave me
When I'm old and lonely?

If I give you everything
Will you share a smile  each morning?
Will you kiss me each evening we see?
Lena Bitare Nov 2014
Nurture your gift
Don’t let it sleep
Grab a pen
Stare at a stem
Think of a story
No, don’t feel sorry
We are all little
But in our writings,
Everything can be better
Strong men can be brittle

Paint a face
Lift up a soul
Strike some lines
Bring them colorful rhymes
Put some color
Give them a nice odor
Splash positivity and be an author
Or be a painter and be the next Andy Warhol
No, don’t you give up
You can bring up someone
http://lenanoid.wordpress.com/2014/11/04/nurture-your-gift/
Lena Bitare Oct 2014
There were those things
By which we had naturally
Without someone teaching us
Words just rhyme unintentionally

They came to our hand
And then, there we came writing
I believe they came from a Being
I ll those things - natural gifts

In which I am thankful for
Lena Bitare Oct 2014
People speak when they want to
People act when they feel to
People say things that can tear you apart
But as long as you know your heart

Don’t give up..
It’s a dark world after all
Let your light shine upon them all..
Just keep walking
*I originally posted this poem here: http://lenanoid.wordpress.com/2014/10/27/some-words/*
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