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Magnolia Apr 2015
I shattered my legs in two
Blindly falling for you
I thought it would be fine
As I knew that you were mine
You'd surely mend the bone
I'd never be alone

Alas the sweet spring scene is gone
It faded soon away
The piano that once plucked our song
Has at once ceased to play

Your healing patched my bones askew
I never saw it when with you
You swept me off my feet
Now dear let me retreat

You held me in your arms
Now let me go
Well. This happened
Magnolia Apr 2015
With time i hope we both shall see
Our love bloom like a ripe fruit tree
The glowing gleam from the rays above
shall emulate like the strength of love
Magnolia Apr 2015
And although love you cannot see,
I think it shows in you and me
Ignatius Hosiana Apr 2015
A bad poem is a bush some fear might harbor thorns
A good one is chicken and readers chew even the bones
C Davis Mar 2015
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Is there solace in knowing that nothing will last?
The sailors at sea know that all winds change fast.

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everything in life is temporary;
let us take comfort in this rather than fear it
allez, mon soleil doré
un autre jour est enfin terminé
Another old couplet... en français!
Sing for me pretty bird of mine
I've cut out my tongue and can't say a word in time
So here's another old piece poetry. Does it even count as a poem? Meh. I like it anyway.
It's a bittersweet feeling to like you,
Because all I ever do is think of you.
Liz Jan 2015
My couch is a wasteland,
Pulls me down, I cannot stand.
It scares me that I’m drawn to gore,
I see destruction, I want more.
I don’t know if its anger,
Or if it’s something stranger.
I want to shatter glass,
I need to make this feeling pass.
I want to throw things and scream,
I want to get out of this dream.
Running isn’t satisfying,
I feel like I need to break something.
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