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When they talk about you,
They always talk about your heart,
"He has a good heart they say"
And I know,
I’ve seen it.

So if your heart is full.
Let me go,
So that the constant sneaking glance back and forth I give you can stop.
Let me go,
So I can learn to draw a line.
Let me go,
So that I can try and establish a friendship between us.
Let me go,
So that you can fill the void in your heart that I can’t.
Let me go,
So that you can be truly happy
Let me go,
If you don’t want to rest your head on my chest
Let me go,
So I don’t yearn for Eskimo kisses, or the feeling of your cheek on mine in the dark.
Let me go,
So that the songs on the radio don’t remind me of you
Let me go,
So that the voices inside my head don’t sound your name
Let me go.

OR

Ask me to stay,
So that I can finally hold your gaze
Ask me to stay,
So that we try to become more than friends
Ask me to stay,
So that our worlds can collide,
Ask me to stay,
Because you know you’re worth every ounce of love I have to give
Ask me to stay,
So that I can write poetry about us
Ask me to stay,
So you can be in energy of love, comfort and acceptance of your best and worst self
Ask me to stay,
So that you can see MY heart.

Ask me to stay...
solfang Apr 2018
you're slowly erased
from my mind;
that the pain of
the past is not
resurfacing anymore

but maybe—
I overwrote it
with denial,
that I forgot how

love, anger and heartbreak

once looked like on the
blank canvas,
of my healing heart.

would new colours,
be drawn across
anytime soon?
recently I don't feel pain anymore, but could it be because there are new feelings? hmm...?
PatrickHertveld Apr 2018
Live by a principle
That can be a stone
A corner strong
On your path
Paved with love
Passion above
All way along
#life #love #mind #mindset #positive #decisions
Brendan Roher Apr 2018
below a tall fig tree
stands a desperately hungry
me
sun shedding heat softly
pores exposed and accepting,
I cannot seem to reach far above me

I try it all
hoping that one might give up and fall
to my feet, into my hand,
that fig - so tender and small
will it be ripe enough for me?
can I accept from an unknown ficus tree?

if all the little fruits of substance,
gazed down upon me from a seat higher up
-in heaven, perhaps
each a different life, a different possibility
maybe then would the choice be so simple
as to pick and choose the right one for me

yet in the heart of the fig tree I stand
hungry and unable to spot difference from sameness

the fruitful choices might, then, just laugh at me
as I struggle to reach even one, singularly
sitting in the heart
slowly starving
V Apr 2018
God handed me the keys and told me: "Go and unlock the door."
While the Devil held the door open and spoke: "The door is unlocked."
Yet, held the keys.
<3
may Mar 2018
Imagine this:

i.
You’re falling and you cannot control it
The thoughts in your head cannot slow down
Should you be scared and worried of what will happen?
(Probably)
Or curious of what the outcome brings?
(Seem okay)

ii.
This feeling of falling is unique
Different from what first comes to mind
You get this warm feeling all over
A smile finds its way to your face
Maybe it’s when you see them in the hall
Or when you daydream of them
And seeing them becomes the favorite part of your day

iii.
So what will you do?

Continue to fall

Or

stop yourself before it’s too late?
I think I’m falling for you.
Khushi Saha Mar 2018
We all play this game each day,
A game called 'life',
We take decisions like rolling a dice,
Unaware of what this dice of life would bestow us with,
Is it predetermined?? Fate they say or can the game be turned any moment!
I choosed Time!!
Time to pick,time to choose ,time to doze, time to run and time to fun,
I took a leap of faith,
taking my destiny in hand,
Challenging the almighty's plan!
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