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Dez Apr 2020
Write about your feelings
Write about your dealings
Write about your emotions
Write about your notions
Write about anything you want
Write about what does haunt
Write about your life
Write about your strife
Write about your happy times
Write about it all in rhymes
🌹If i could hug you, i would love to.
If i could, i would say i love you.

🌹But saying i love you.
Is just not the same as saying i like you.

🌹I could say i love you but not like you.
It would be worse then saying i like you.

🌹Everyone can love you since there is love for everyone in your heart.
But do they honestly like the way they want to spend time with you in the end from the start?

🌹Is spending time with you worth everything that you bring with you as a person?
And is it fine to love someone, but not be willing to spend time with that person you love and lean upon?

🌹I'd say you are worth every single bit off pain you might cause in my life, every bit of agony.
Every bit of frustration, every bit annoyingly and irritation you might cause to me.

🌹There is no loving nor liking to me, there is life and nothing more.
And in life i would want nothing more then to spend time with you till there is no life no more.

🌹All 24 hours, 7 days of a week and 30 days of a month.
I want to spend not just time with you even tho that's all i'd say i want.

🌹In this life i want to spend my life, my life with yours and with you alone.
This to the point there is no life to be in at the end of a zone.

🌹Cause i don't just love you, neither do i  just like you, but honestly..? i want you!
Not just to like, love nor spend time with you, but to actually spend life itself... with you.

🌹You are the world to me and everything that give's it life.
So to cut this story short i simply can't life without you, i... would not survive.

🌹So now you know what you truly mean to me,
and what we might truly really ever be.
Well... you are  my life so basically you are all there is to live for, and to feel and be free.

🌹And so to realize what you mean to me in my life.
Baby you're my oxygen and i can't life with out you nor survive.
Aldo for you... i would be more then happy to die.


🌹With full heart: Diegó. P. Siemsen.🌹
Himanshu Bansal Mar 2020
An unknowingly unrevealed feeling that connects me,
Some peerless eyes keep looking at me.
Who was the apple of all eyes,
In the world full of Coconuts, a Choco-pie,
In the middle path, he staggered like this,
Achieved all heights, at the cost of family prize.
As the time passes by,
He focused on his goals letting the emotions dry,
Tried all if and buts, but was helpless,
Labeled as Cold hearted and reckless.
By the turn of events, he got distant,
Earned the triumph, but knock down by inner child.
Walking on complaints was now a routine,
Still a *****, but no desires to win.
A Solitary Heart seeking a pleasant sight,
Sun of hope rises in the core full of twilight.
When will the sluggish wind enroute this bird to his shore,
When will he finally unite to his aspired core,
Just didn't wanna stay in this unhonored world,
Unwilling to spend a penny at the cost of sole hub,
I demand you, not the wish to be with you,
I demand you, not the wish to be with you.
This is a story of a guy who’s one and only dream is to achieve his goal in his life but suddenly realizes his existence and regrets for achieving all heights at a cost of his near ones.
Euphrosyne Mar 2020
I love to hold magnets in my hands
and feel them pull toward each other.
It is such a force of nature
that I don't really understand,
but without failure
those two magnets will always want to be together.

But what happens when there is a brick in the way
Or another magnet
or even a tiny piece of paper.
When there is space between them
or something blocking their way,
do the magnets forget about each other?

But even if that paper is there
once it is taken away
the magnet doesn't change its desires
or listen to those who tell it not to want
Or what it wants.

Wouldn't it be great if we all were just like magnets?
But maybe we are,
attracted to one magnet.
We are like magnets we desire both of us and nothing can get through us.
Mrs Anybody Mar 2020
if anyone who
knows my identity
would read my poems
i would be ******

because
i am not ready
to show the world
my darkest secrets
and
deepest desires
when it would
also know
my face
sorry for my language... :)

also check out my other poems!  :)
nick armbrister Mar 2020
Our Flying Days
I’m flying over the lake near where you live.  
There’s your house, your small wood cabin by the shore.
Looks child like from up here.
The fishing is great.
Views even better.
Especially when you’re stood by the water, at sunset.
My Goddess of the edge; deity of all.
Remember when we made love there?
Do you?
Oh I do...
I mustn’t dwell too much on that.
Watch the gauges and fly.
Don’t want my precious airplane touching the trees.
Not when you’re sat next me.
No distractions baby!
You look over.
And smile.
That says it all.
I return it.
And climb us up towards the clouds.
Standing on our tail, we climb, climb, climb!
You know where I live; in the sky.
I thought flying was the best thing I’d ever do.
I was wrong.
Being with you, my twin flame, is better.
And that means we can fly together in my little tin aeroplane.
I’m no longer alone, just me and my machine.
My friend saw how alone I was.
Now I’m not.
She asks about you.
And is happy for us.
I no longer give into darkness or endure a blade.
Have learnt to trust and love again.
Thwarting Lady Suicide, for good.
I can take you flying and what joy that is, doing this together.
Only making love with you is better.
Flying takes second place.
Freedom of emotion, freedom of movement.
In your cabin, in the sky.
We have that my dear, part of us.
Our lives’ are simple.
We live by your lake in your cabin,
you showed me your Native Indian ways and we fly twice a week in my tin aeroplane.
Our needs are simple and our wants basic.
Just each other and time together.
In your cabin or flying above the clouds.
Soon my dear I’ll teach you to fly.
I trust you with my plane as I do with my heart.
Our cabin, our little tin aeroplane.
You my forest wife, me your pagan husband.
Always and forever together.
BarryK Mar 2020
A.
Cause that's most people care about these days
Just to get yourself an A

Cause if school says that you are great
Maybe something in your life could change

Life is not about an A
It is something far more greater
That just meaningless accomplishments
Marked upon some written pages

Wanna have a job someday
Wanna live the life you want
Start to learn the stuff you like
Out of pleasure and for fun
Not to hear a guy one day
" Good job, you got an A "
just writing for fun
mr moon man Feb 2020
He goes through women like a food critic goes through a restaurant menu, one after another they were all flings and one night stands. But as his loneliness grows evermore, he comes to realize that one day he wouldn't want to give up a woman that fits all of his desires. That one day Cupid will catch up to him and lock the shackles of love to his ankles. He laughs it off as he orders another drink. Then she walks in, and he can feel those shackles close around tighter.
This is the third and final poem of a three poem project that I've been working on to celebrate the people of Valentine's day. This poem is dedicated to all the bachelors that were finally caught by cupid's arrow.
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