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My poor heart
It’s seen better days
If only it could restart
And get out of this faze

my poor heart
When will it ever learn?
It isn't all that smart
It cannot help but yearn

My poor heart
it’s getting out of hand
if sorrow was an art
I’d be the best in the land

My poor heart
Just one more beating
I’d fall off the chart
and hide until spring
Late at night
I stare up high
At all the diamonds
In the sky
There’s this one
That catches my eye
It shines the brightest
And I wonder why
My heart, it melts
As our gazes collide
And within moments
I start to cry
I build it up
This hurt inside
Because this little star
That I love so much
Is so high up
I can not touch

Twinkle twinkle
My little star
You shine the brightest
No matter where you are
Up above my world so high
Your light reflects
Within my eyes
It fills me up
With happiness and pride
My love for you
Expands so wide
And yet again
I begin to cry
And yet again
I will tell you why
This beautiful diamond
Whom I love so much
Is so far up
That I can not touch
When I'm gone,
When my work is done,
To go meet the Almighty Lord,
At the other side of life's road.

The age to come will say:
"Unpopular he was during his day,
Though, great He was, now we see
It vividly as a star gazing about the sea.

A Poet he was with great poetry and prose,
Nighly akin to the scent of a Heaven's rose,
Thus a Genius whose rhyme
Shall perpetually transcend through time!"


©Kikodinho Alexandros**
Jumeira, Dubai
8th December 2016
This piece is dedicated to every single Poet at Hello poetry with the intent of reminding you that despite unpopular you reckon you might be, with no trending poem or never been selected as the poet of the day, One day you'll be remembered. Let's keep the ink flowing, Pals!
Words

We live in a wired and weird world
where meanings of our words
are paper-thin tissue and torn
tarnished and worn by wear and War.

© M.L.Emmett
what do you hide under your smile?
or under your sleeve?

let your thoughts free
for i never judge

I will let it all be
so you can really trust

come to me just as you are
bearing your bruises and scars

we're ripples on a similar wavelength
trying to remember who we truly are
and the more we connect, the more
I remember -

the stars exploding in your eyes
the distinct details and perfection with
which you are designed
I remember -

the more we talk the more I feel your heart
the more i remember the beautiful soul you truly are
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