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This Romeo is bleeding
Lying here fast awake.

Juliets long gone,
Your suicide didn't take.

Now youth has passed
You by.

No longer a young
Girl's dream.

Not a tragic love story.

Just a tragedy in life,
it now seems.
So obviously this was inspired by the Bonjovi song Always.
It seems I'm inspired by music quite often, that opening line has been in the back of my mind since I first heard it in 1994. LOL
So if music is poetry, which I believe it is, then is a poem inspired by a song
an act of plagiarism? Or is it just a variation of inspiration on a theme???
Sarayu Mar 10
She forgives like Bhoomi, vast and kind
She waits like Sitha, pure and strong
She fights like Durga, fearless and bright
She blesses like Lakshmi, love and wealth
She feeds like Annapoorna, removes hunger
She protects like Kali, bold and courage
She heals like Adishakthi,divine and eternal
A woman is power and grace
A goddess in every time and place
Women is strong and divine. Let's accept their power and celebrate the glory
MS Mar 10
Think of what truly matters,
Not of fleeting distractions.
Contemplate the soul,
And the souls surrounding you.
Cherish the soul, cleanse it,
Liberate it with boundless opportunities.
Let life reveal its wonders,
As you surrender to the universe.
Embrace possibilities,
Keep your spirit high.
Accept imperfections,
To discover magical perfections!!!
Kindly share a feedback as it is 1st of many more to come
JohnDuffyASY Mar 10
Beyond these dark days of ever-growing political dystopia

Social and claustrophobic phobia's

Find something or someone to love and try to absorb that feeling like
illicit *****

Why

It could be the way to survive this life cycle's current pandemonium

(C) Copyright John Duffy
Jeff Bresee Mar 7
What happens when you finally decide
to change what you’re doing and swallow your pride?
Is it like when the fog clears away
and you find where you stand?
 
Or is it more like the unveiling of art,
struck by what you see yet unsure in your heart,
because it is nothing at all
like what you had planned?
 
For with resolution comes new eyes to see,
and new understanding of how things can be.
Yes, new faith that changes the path
of what lies ahead.
 
For everything’s different the day you decide
to follow your heart and let go of your pride.
You’re no longer a prisoner…
but rather a free man instead.
I met Happiness,
On the dreary streets of this gray city,
He picked me up,
And bought me bread.

I shook hands with Love,
At times a cruel jester,
Yet it's only a cover act,
To hide his deep sadness.

I talked to Inspiration,
The man himself,
He didn't have a lot to say,
But I felt wizened anyways.

I reached out to Solitary and Silence,
But nobody knew solitaries face,
So the news studio didn't let him in,
Silence simply had no comment.
Loosely based off a poem where I imagined the places happiness hanged out.
My head is empty,
I think there's a hole,
Because every time I fill it up,
It all seems to go.
Did my inspirations take a walk,
Is my talent wandering?
Where are my thoughts,
One empty head,
That's all I've got.
Blanks are all I'm drawing
The deeper i get
The further i go
Depths unknown
Abyssal inspiration
Like melodies flow
—Timothy Charles Carter
Time doesn’t move slow
If you were a butterfly you’d know
Chase the glow
Inspiration
Gentle melody
Flow
Cognition
Ephemeral beauty
Know
Transient light
Moon lit night
Carry it home
Inside and outside of time
Catching leaves on the wind
As i go
Sacred moments
Hope ergo
The deeper i get
The further i go
Depths unknown
Abyssal inspiration
Like melodies flow
Our days here are limited
By how many we do not know
Unlimited inspiration flows
Depth of mind
Peace in spirit
Lovely soul
Time is an ocean that is free to move upon its own tide
The coming and the going always aligned
Truth without knowing
Reflecting endless skies
—Timothy Charles Carter
You know that I love you,
but I wish I could live you.

Experience the world like you do.

To touch it, with your delicate fingers.
To see it through your eyes so blue.

How different would our love feel
if I could live that love as you.

To feel our passionate kisses 
through your soft and tender lips.
Or the feel of what it feels like.
when you do that thing-
You know.
the one that makes me flip!

Yes Baby I wish that I could live you,
if only for a moment or two.

So I could feel your love for me,
the way I feel my love for you.
So I text my baby "I Love You" earlier and her response came back
"I live You too." an obvious typo but it inspired this poem.
I hope you like it.
checkout the video
https://youtu.be/NZdSwo2UKLY?feature=shared
or
www.youtube.com/@tsummerspoetry
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