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Compromise?
Yes :)
Conclusion?
Its complicated
Relationship?
Kinda
Happy?
Actually...yes :)
And her?
I think so
What next?
Live like there is no tomorrow
And her?
Love me as best she can, for as long as she can
Plans for the future?
Still get married, move to canada, have kids, grow old together and die in each others arms
We figured things out, sorry for the scare guys
your poetry
used to
speak of
her eyes;
crystal orbs
of hazy umber
as you crave
for her
cunning
glance
upon
your mundane
existence

your art
used to
capture
her hair;
the summer
threads of silk
every inch of which
you desired
to hold between
your fragile
fingers

your dreams
used to
remind you of
the way
her lips
curl to a smile;
you could only
wished
to be the one
behind it

she taught you
how to
crave
desire
and wish
i taught you
how to
compromise
EMPstrike Feb 2016
Selfishness, is not a virtue.
Pride, can overwhelm you.
Loving yourself does not require these, too

And if you cared for others,
then they'd come before you.
And if they cared for you,
They wouldn't ask you to.

An eye for an eye?
The old Gods are dead
Your ways are outdated.

It's time to forget.

You forgot me, i know it's so.
Because the "me" you knew,
Isn't the "me" I know.

You'll never forget me.
Because you never knew me.
Maxwell Dec 2015
I was so caught up
trying not to lose you
that I ended up
losing myself
I lost the friend you loved.
Gul e Dawoodi Oct 2015
Remember how we all used to sit together for the dinner?
Tasted it equally whenever life offered something bitter
Well, I don't remember this, as it all never happened,
As the time passed, things got worse instead of getting better
The pain of each member here is individual,
No one knows how we can defeat the odds by sticking together
Elders have their own standards,
They don't let the young ones fly and cut their feathers
Ego burns within the hearts,
There is no respect and love; that matters
So, tell me how can someone find peace and comfort,
When the family gets scattered
ji Jul 2015
I like whites - clean and crisp. White shirts and white sheets. White mugs and warm milk and white winter rains. But if you were coffee, I'd spill you over every white and love every stain.

I like organized - neat and nice. Made bed and matching blankets. Tidy shelves and closet. But if in my room you're the clutter, I don't think I'd ever fix it.

I like stories and poems, novels that get me hooked. I like plots with twisted endings, and my heart being took. But if you were a word in a chapter, I'd rather read you forever - over and over - than finish the book.
Sarahi Jul 2015
I'm only human, they say
Mistakes are inevitable.
So why worry all day
Stop thinking, I'm unable

Several months go by
Memories you can't erase
Feelings became a high
I enjoyed seeing your face

Enemy with old friend Miles
Soon Time followed suit
Screens showing fake smiles
Your presence rare but absolute

Mistakes caused slippery *****
Feelings fell into a deep ditch  
Stressed and no way to cope
Turned on a chaotic switch

The Sun came out for awhile
Heat and light down on you
But no wishes to reconcile
And me wishing to start anew

I'm only human, I say
But my mistakes I regret
We can even meet halfway
I'll pay for gas and we'll be set
Joshua Adam Jul 2015
It requires Great wisdom to acquire this human trait called, Compromise......


The sun rises and the sun sets
a new day comes, yesterday forgets
a loving kiss and warm embrace
two souls joined, face to face

Time passes, feelings change
no longer exits, this warm exchange
further on, and still growing more apart
forgetting all that love, they had from the start

Now although they consider to divorce
thoughts of their children cause them remorse
so they make decisions attempting to find a way
to limit any pain, that their children will be okay

Despite their good intentions, they think they know
but only their children feel the pain that will flow
that day finally arrives, the one you were told
it could never happen, it would never unfold

The stark and painful reality, some adults never see
they give up too easily, and for what, just to let egos be
if they only had the wisdom to open their hearts and be free
to learn this meaning called compromise, and make their love agree

Yes, my friend, you're thinking how you relate to the words of this poem
deep down your know you too are a survivor, and that time has shown
you grew up with that pain, asking yourself what purpose was it all for
the answer is clear, do not let it happen to your own as it did to you before
Life: It comes with it ups, and comes with its down!
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