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 Apr 2015 Sequoi devare eley
NV
i'm telling you.
the clouds were meant for the ground.
but they hung themselves.
I got a flustered mind.
With a cluster of dreams,
Got a bundle of hopes,
With no time to fulfill
I need peace,
Is that all I aspire for?
Been so edgy lately,
Don't know what I am tired of.
Connecting and disconnecting,
This motion is very disappointing
I said it right,
Even when I wasn't strong
Things get farther and farther,
The ones you desire the most for.
Nothing is wrong,
Yet everything seems not right
These jumbled emotions just aren't divine
I am not hallucinating,
Neither nostalgia got me this time
Yet something is weird.
I wish I could find
What troubles my mind
The ring on her finger
Means she is not available
But, really she is
Cuz he's not here anymore

War is the cause of
Death
Her heart is shattered
and her body aches

How is it fair to lose my love?
He was so young
He was so capable
This doesn't make sense

Oh, darling
Love never makes any sense
#poem #sad
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A cloudy day
of floating grey
shall not allow
my mood to sway

Because the sun
is never done
when I know I'm
your only one
nearing midpoint
and looking
twice backwards   -  once ahead

leaning ever so - modestly bent forward
in keeping with a
past and future futile balanced,
sad bent with weight of passé tragedy,
to leaning forward with speaking eagerness
a future anticipated,
dearly beloveds,
trundle to and from thee
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burdened and yet unbundled,
eyes in the head back and front
who is pushing this carriage?

old love stories well recalled,
new love poems unwritten
I roll along, slow trundle
the human condition -
love failures only make you more
needy wanting
to run
faster away and towards
love poems
In my mind,
There lives two wolves.
Two distinct voices.
Each telling me to make different choices.
How am I supposed to know which one to pick?
Quite honestly, the stress of it all is making me sick.
Is the right answer instilled in us?
In our heart and in our brain?
Or maybe two voices is all it will take to drive someone like me insane.
As humans we aren't meant to comprehend truth, because of it i'm drowning

There is a boat i won't grab onto, for the boat is only for believers

The people try to pull me in, but i won't adjust so i'm only pulling them down with me

I pulled 2 people down with me, now they're gone. I'm still drowning ...

The boat doesn't even matter anymore, I drift under the sea blanket of insanity.
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