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Jeremy Betts Jun 11
Love me for me
or
Bow out gracefully
Schedule to leave me be
For the rest of infinity
If you're not going to do it discretely
And sever the ties neatly
I beg you to erase me entirely
Label me the falling tree
And I'll go quietly
Consider that a final promise from me
Or a threat if need be
Depending on if you need me to be the enemy
If there's any particular story
You're lookin' to re-weave back into your flippant memory
Then sure, feel free,
Go ahead and rewrite history

©2024
Colm Mar 2017
Know not the rigidness of my eyes
Or the scent of my skin
As once did the picture on my face imply
For I am blameless in such regards
And rightfully so
For I have dedicated my entire self
My entire life
To the upholding of such high regards
For a person who I do not yet know  
That to me
Is more pure than the new fallen of snow
Drawing circles... Semi circles...
aniket nikhade Oct 2016
Let the present moment in time settle in it’s entirety
Let everything come back to normal from where it started as it is,
as it used to be and as it was prior.
Let everything come back to normal
Let today be a part of routine as was yesterday
Everything will get worked out,
everything will fall in it’s place,
if one decides not to give up.

Odds are part of life
Odds have got a place and make there presence felt in life,
however, life is also incomplete without the inclusion of odds as a part of life
Odds when tackled successfully and overcomed they then determine the calibre, capability and expertise of an individual.

If something has happened for good, then good will be followed by better and better by best, if it’s decided to continue along the same line of getting things done.

To start with something of which there is a faint idea that something like this can be done is the easiest thing
To continue along with the same is an uphill task and that is what is known as doing something apart,
different from routine,
however, everything in life happens over a period of time and so does expertise, which is gained only when experience is earned.

So one way or the other
In someway for sure
Bottomline has always remained the same as it is forever,
Never give up in life,
then no matter what comes along your way.
Always remember
Keep it in mind and follow the same
Never give up in life.
Q Sep 2015
When I ask for all of someone
I want them in their entirety
From their thoughts to their skin
To every bit of the world they see.

I'm not asking for the most you've given
To anyone before.
I'm asking for every second you've lived in.

When I count someone as my own
They mean more than every person
They mean the moon, the stars, the air I breathe
They mean all of the love I have to give, and then some.

I reach out for friendship and receive family
I'm not loyal for them
I'm loyal for what they mean to me.

When I've chosen to be close to someone
I've chosen to take on their every burden
Whether big or small or morally corrupt
I'll shoulder the weight of it for them.

I'm not asking them to bind to me
Something so trivial has no appeal
I'm asking for their entirety.
remembering topics I talked to my psychiatrist about (and failed to explain correctly)
More thanks to V for helping me correct the last stanza :)
Shruti Atri Sep 2015
If I ever get where I want to be,
I'd like to be forgotten,
To never be recognized;
To just exist without an existence...
So that I can feel alive where I stand
With every breath, sound, touch;
So that I can witness the world
In all it's entirety
Without standing behind a screen of an identity...
To taste the colors with my eyes
And appreciate the eternity of the world
Without a barrier of an illusioned existence--
*For I won't exist any more,
And all barriers would, therefore, have been forfeit..
typicalteentale Nov 2014
my heart melted
under the intensity of his glinting eyes
his eyes being my flame
keeping me warm
being my light
the moment of his attention
that would soon blow away
the only reason for my entirety
but the light switched on
he looked me in the eye yet again
came so close i held my breath
and he blew my candle away...
My very first poem on hello poetry. Yay!
*greeting all other hello poetry peeps*
Inspired by Romeo and Juliet. Not the plot of it, but it just makes me think of vanilla scented candles hanging on chandeliers. Weird? Tell me about it...

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