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 May 2013 Rida
Milos Loncar
Morning
 May 2013 Rida
Milos Loncar
The morning is dry,
though is high on expectations.

The morning is light,
no sign of nights relations.

The morning lets you see,
if anything is fake.

The morning will disappear,
and fade in to the day.
My 1st poem for hellopoetry.  English is not my mother language so point out my grammar mistakes please. Greets and love from Serbia.
 May 2013 Rida
st64
F I N (11 words)
 May 2013 Rida
st64
saw comma jump up

hop over to the end of sentence,






S T, 3 may 2013
Is it a pause...or the end?

Comma, how uncouth you are.....you can't just come and ****** well take over the full-stop's task.

Get!
 May 2013 Rida
CalyPoc
i was young.
frail, i clung
to the ***** hem
of my mother's skirt.

i didn't know it
i couldn't feel it
but i knew
something was wrong.

it started as a
sting, then pounded
through my blood.

then i turned into a chicken.
I shall call this a Kandee poem. Because it's very much like Kandee's personality and such. I was bored, so the ending is me being bored, just so you know.
 May 2013 Rida
CalyPoc
steps
 May 2013 Rida
CalyPoc
One step; he was a child
content to watching
his classmates play
in the sand box.

Two steps; he grew.
No longer so young,
he watched and waited
to be noticed.

Three steps; he was a man
he wanted, but never spoke
never in his life been loved
though he dearly wanted to be.

Four steps; he grew old
watching children
play in the sand box
so very, tragically alone.

Five steps; he was a goner
and left nothing behind,
in a different kind of sandbox
never noticed. never loved.

He
was
alone
even
in
the
grave
 May 2013 Rida
CalyPoc
trust
 May 2013 Rida
CalyPoc
you told me to tie
an apple on my head
and you indicated
your bow and arrow

"go stand 100 feet away,"
you said, "and i'll shoot the apple
don't worry,
i've got a nice aim"

i didn't hesitate
wanting to please you
trusting you
with my life

but you threw it away.

twang, the arrow
shot from the bow
the string wobbling
and you smiling.

the arrow soared
gracefully, dangerously
and missed the apple
instead piercing my forehead

it was then that i decided
i trust too much
and that trust is what
eventually killed me.
bleh. :/
 May 2013 Rida
Amy Ems
burning
 May 2013 Rida
Amy Ems
when I stick my hand under hot water
it takes a moment to realize
i'm burning.
 May 2013 Rida
Amy Ems
liar
 May 2013 Rida
Amy Ems
"Don't hide your feelings"
says
the biggest liar of them all.
 May 2013 Rida
robin
is it winter where you are?
no snow
or blizzards, just
chill fog
and frost.
the winter of a city
that gave up long ago.
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winter seems to follow you.
damp grey mornings
skulking at your feet like a beaten dog.
whimpering in mist
and growling in
weak thunderstorms
that can't quite wash away the clouds.
kick december in the ribs
because you know it will always come back
to sleep at your feet.
winter seems to follow you
but
i could be wrong.
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i know all about stormchasers
but you're so much
sadder
than that
[pathetic like a beaten dog]
not chasing death
or danger
just defeatism.
chasing defeat and hopelessness
and grass-made-glass
by the frost of the night before.
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is it winter where you are?
is december shivering at your door?
in my room it is fall,
and all the rotting leaves
remind me of you.
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is it winter where you are?
you've evaded the summer all your life
hot air
and sun
killing the clouds.
the indian summer will catch up with you
and september
will melt you
through.
pathetic puddle of defeatism.
aggregated mist
and fog
like a beaten dog,
sinking into the deepest blues
and grays
but oh
you were always
the patron saint of denial.
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rip me apart like the letters you never sent
postmarked 'tomorrow, tomorrow'-
but tomorrow never came.
[it's hard to tell dawn from dusk
when the sky is always
gray.]
runaway notes from a foreign season.
rip me apart and i won't think of you anymore.
rip me apart
and all your apologies,
condolences
and accusations
will be scraps of paper under dry leaves.
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i'm tired of following my dreams
when they just lead me off the cliffs.

you follow winter into the sea
and drown a whimpering dog.
 May 2013 Rida
Amy Ems
when nights seem endless
moons don't shine
the clouds block your view
think of those breathless memories
just between him and you
the future is so far away
desires overwhelm
you think that it's just far too late
he's in another realm
but darling, it's still possible
to bring him back to you
your constant hope will be the key
just listen and you'll see

love is guiding you
through the dark, lonely cold
it's the fire within that warms your soul
empowers all you do
when you're lost and shivering,
thinking "nothing's worth it, why even try?"
reach deep inside and find your cause
you know it's all a sacrifice
'cuz someday soon he'll realize
the one he needs is you

the restless waiting
drains your heart
it swallows all your joy
the mask you wear is fading fast
and tearing you apart
if heartache, pain, and misery
is all that you endure
hold on a little longer, dear
these moments soon will pass
it's just the price that must be paid
your reward is within reach
spirits rise and trust in this
the darkness around you will fade

love is guiding you
through the dark, lonely cold
it's the fire within that warms your soul
empowers all you do
when you're lost and shivering
thinking "nothing's worth it, why even try?"
reach deep inside and find your cause
you know it's all a sacrifice
'cuz someday soon he'll realize
the one he needs is you

your love is like a ray of light
breaking through the cloudy skies
drying up the broken tears
and wilting all the lies
you never thought this day would come
it's like a whole new world
and in the end your dream came true
the one he loves is you

love was guiding you
through the dark, lonely cold
it blazed the way and warmed your soul
turned darkness into light
your days of pain are over now
the future's waiting to be filled
perseverance won, he realized
the one he needed was you
found this today.. it's so rough and cliched, but i needed something bright
the irony is that this was only true for a few days
why am i so naive
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