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Buddy T Apr 2017
sometimes in my spare time
I
sing
made up songs

the lyrics never constant
pretty
tunes
in my head

but like fate should have it
they
never
stay for long

for once I'm done singing
they
fade
away like dreams
May Asher Dec 2015
Like emerging from a canvas he rose,

Taking away my breaths and sanity


Like dusty scent, through lanes now he blows

While I take in his scent and keep him captivated.


The shadows of death lingered in his mind.

And I tried but I couldn't chase them away


And I saw our failing love,

Our fading red.


Our souls used to collide within our shells,

It was hollow inside us, we were just two empty wells.


Our depths couldn't be seen through eyes,

We were so deep, we defined infinite


I saw our falling love,

Our fading red


One day, he screamed, wrapped in agony

And I howled while vacancy shook me.


His breaths were taken away

And mine were not but empty again, we lay


Although we belonged together

Still we were torn apart


This was the last time I saw our dying love

Our...faded...red
-MAY
chuckae Oct 2014
Dear Thirteen,

I am a huge disgrace
To this thing we call the universe.
Blue eyes,
Blonde hair,
Cheek bones,
And an adorable smile.

I came crashing through the halls,
And right into those arms.
Well, at least,
His chest.
And that is when,
Every eye landed on me.

It seemed as though,
Time had stopped.
Not for me and him.
We weren’t even looking
At each other,
But the school was.

A bubble popped,
A fake smile dropped,
And I stood still.
A tap on the shoulder,
Lifting a boulder,
With that flash of a smile.

I will always remember that smile,
Before he walked away
I wanted to remember.
However,
The bubble gum *****
Was bound to make me forget.

I was trapped
And tormented by
The sight of her frown.
Manicured nails,
Bleached blonde hair,
And of course, the bubble gum.



Rumors,
They do spread like wildfire.
Landing me nowhere
But next to
The dumpster.
My old rusted best Friend.

I was surprised,
When the boy asked me
What my name was.
And even more,
When he started following me,
Every. Single. Day.

He didn’t know
That someone
Was hurting me if I dared
To even look at him.
Confusion made him look adorable,
As I stood and walked away.

He had been willing
To sit next to said dumpster
With me.
So of course,
He was willing to follow me
To the library.

He was not the prettiest boy
But to me
He was beautiful.
With kind eyes,
Charming smile,
And an incredible sense of humour.

He talked so much,
Like any moment,
Time would be up,
Like there is so much
To tell before
I fade away…

So of course,
I went along with it.
His voice,
His eyes,
And that smile
Made me wish, wish, wish.

Keep on keeping
your eyes on me.
Hold on tight
Hold me closely.
I might
Fade away.

I choose to ignore these things,
Annoying you to no wits,
Slipping through your fingers,
And fluttering in the wind.
I might,
Fade away.

Keep on talking,
I might fade away.
And I did.
As heels clacking,
Smiles faking,
She sauntered in.

Sincerely,
Sorry.
Hello there readers! This is an extract from my poetry work on wattpad, if you like this, you can read the rest of it by following this link : (http://www.wattpad.com/74750869-dear-thirteen-poems-poetry)
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Insufficient Sep 2014
Music
            Makes
                        The
                                Pain
                                          Fade
                                          More
                                As
                        The
            Volume
Rises
Brady Apr 2014
Life is
About getting buckets.
How would Kobe live if he couldn't?
That's a mystery mankind will never truly comprehend.
A bucketless Kobe is a fake Kobe.
The sound of that string music is unmatchable.

The Kareem sky hook.
The Curry j.
The Kobe fadeaway.
The PG windmill.
These are all different forms,
They all get buckets.

Cherish these buckets like no other.
One day you will be old and grey.
Like bill Russell.
You won't be able to get buckets anymore except for in your dreams.
When your career is over. You will miss it.
You can't get buckets forever.

— The End —