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Sofia Sep 30
Just like a flea I’ve been taught not to jump higher then the limit that was set for me,
That to live is to be realistic,
So as I get closer older,
I discard those dreams,
Allowing them to slip uselessly through my fingers.
And when I have kids,
The cycle will continue,
I will teach them how to live,
So that their heads won’t hit the top of the lid.
So Far
So Near
Hearts Waiting Out The Years

Soul Sense
Reminds too
Long  Winters Will Continue

Countless  Dreams
Disappear
No Sign of Breakthroughs

No Joke
The Pain
Soon Settles To Stay

Tears Roll
Then You Know
Love Has Not Forgotten

Hope Arrives
With A Smile
Sets Hearts On Fire

Tears Roll
Then You Know
Love Has Not Forgotten

Hope Arrives
With A Smile
Sets Your Heart On Fire

Feel The Fire - Feel The Fire

© Debra Lea Ryan
29.09.2024
☀♥ƸӜƷ✿♬
In Song @  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IRHgVFmYs5c
Emery Feine Sep 28
I was in a car in a parking lot with my family
Looking into the window of a car
I saw a girl I knew from afar
Being treated just like a star

But we both had wit, and we both were smart
And I watched her through my calamity
Watched her get paused at the accomplishments we both had happily
Daydreaming if my family could reenact this fantasy

And I can tell her family has the biggest heart
If only mine's opinion on my achievements would just restart
Even if we were the same, she'd be the work of art
But if she's both Yin and Yang, when can I play my part?
this was my 43rd poem, written on 11/6/23
Emery Feine Sep 28
After a pause of dreaming about you
I thought I had been cured
Until my dream the following night
Oh, the things I saw and heard

Your presence was near to me
You had come to visit here
And I could tell you how sorry I was
And how I hold you so dear

But the moment I went to see you
You were leaving that very date
And I reached out my hand, trying to grab you
But I was a moment too late.
this was my 42nd dream, written on 11/4/23. yes these were based off of actual dreams
Emery Feine Sep 28
The day you decided to leave
You stopped talking to me
And I had dreams the next two nights
Talking normally, as if we were meant to be

And even though in my dreams
I might've been only talking as your friend
I was perfectly content
Anything so this wouldn't end

So we had our conversations as usual
And it was back to just you and me
And I smiled all the way till I woke
Then back again I drowned in reality.
this was my 41st poem, written on 11/4/23.
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