I’m two down And two to go If you help me I too will follow Remember you always and be forever grateful be friends You never know? What do you say? When I turn 100 I’ll remember this poem and you one day
under the moonlit night again it's been a long time since but all of a sudden just like a flood of oceans your thoughts flooded inside me but to half of me they were just emotions but also another half knows...what those times really meant i couldn't take control those tears rollin down a silent smile a slow dance all alone having starry fairy lights stuck up in the sky then i knew it was you and so will it always be...
sometimes...inside the deepest of your heart you'll know who is the one...the only one
starving to lick your wounds clean and fresh i really love you special and divine it is hard to swallow what seems to be knives sometimes we cry it’s casual ******* painful close and loving relief your heart beats with mine the pain that comes with our current residence unprecedented times get stronger as we age like wine pull me with you all i want is you with i
Telling a tale of Our fairy tale Was my favorite part of us In the abyss of pain The warmth was immense Now after healing Telling it out is equally Irrelevant as your relevance in the story Comes about as brush offs Am happy Grateful and thankful that you left I've grown in thickness of experience And understanding that wouldn't Have been so if you were to stay. Though the pain ain't there more Once I tell of our tale Gloom fills my room. Now am asking who are you?
Things are bound to go I'm not who I was years ago Your mind a mystery Your thoughts Brume to me Man appreciative Thoughts contemplative Finish line ahead be gone As my love turn zero to one Dreams are certain truth A heart's desire convolute A soured down feeling of sundered youth
Hello, Hi, Good morning, Good night, Greetings my friends, It sounds like a chance Like a start of something new even when we're feeling blue they connect us with strangers and destroy the unknown dangers And then "goodbye" is there to end this whole affair To leave us in peace so I could write this piece I'm just a silly human writing a poetry who doesn't know how to rhyme- a tree
The end isn't supposed to make sense. It just points out the fact that sometimes being silly and not knowing what to write and how to rhyme doesn't really stop you from it.