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moon-kissedstar May 2015
She lived with the stars, where he stands beneath them.
She was dressed like the Sun, where he enjoyed the warmth- and
She painted the clouds to gray, while he was praying for some rain.

They were perfect, until I came.

I am the Moon- and took his eyes away from her.
I am the night, as he was begging to share the same bed- and
I am the wind, who blew her away from him.
Miranda May 2015
Take my hand.
Close your eyes.
Breathe me in.
Just free your mind.

It’s only us.
Time does not exist.
There’s no need to rush.
Just enjoy this bliss.

Trace my lips,
As you hear me speak.
Can you hear the thumping,
Of my racing heartbeat?

Let your hand,
Graze my cheek.
As I listen intently,
To the words you speak.

Do you feel the air,
Brush by your skin?
Do I stir up something
Deep within?

Relax your muscles.
You’re safe with me.
Forget the world.
As we make our own melody.
Paramount Pawn May 2015
Even if I make you sad again
She's there to protect you
I'm no longer by your side
So don't let me keep holding on to you
Danie May 2015
Winter is like when you jump in a pool for the first time in summer
Flowers are like when you fall and scrape your knee on the sidewalk
The feeling of warm blankets is like being lost in the middle of the woods
Love is like when you're bleeding to death and no one will help you

Space is not like a void of darkness
Living alone is not like solitude
Painting is not like making space more attractive
Making music is not like decorating time
carolyn May 2015
dying to live
living to die
Nebek Wormer Apr 2015
I'm not sure if I can go on, but
then what would be the point of living?

Living? What is it that I even live for?

What is my purpose?

Where do I stand in this World?
And what will my place be as the years goes on?

It doesnt make any sense to think of the future,
as it is, unexpected, so what must I think about...
The past? Been there done that, no way to go back...
.  .  .

Surely...
This process of self awakening must be outside the realm of thoughts...
Outside the world of my mind...

No longer will I sit and ponder
I will look for every opportunity to live in the present
...to find what I am looking for
...to establish purpose
...to establish my place in this world
...to establish peace of mind
...to establish a connection so loving and blissful to the
divine

P............S.........to establish my eternal happiness

Sincerely yours,
J.......H.........
S R Mats Apr 2015
"I am a poet"
That is what our ego tells us
What we tell others
What others desire for self
What we desire to hear
So they tell you that you are
Quid quo pro
We stroke one another
Manus manum lavat
When I die I hope "they'll" say
"A poet has left us"
But then as now
I will not know it
Lauren Cole Apr 2015
everything is ******* tainted
by the taste of your lips
by the memory of the words you used
the way you painted a picture
in my brain
an eclipse of life and love
it filled me up
and now that its done
i get an uneasy feeling
when i hear a song she says she likes
the way her eyes flutter in the light
the way i imagine they do when she looks at you
the way you held her like you do
and i feel sick, too
sick
i hit pause
and its a shame

its a good song
Eleanor Rigby Apr 2015
I am not for him
For he has her
And I am not for you
For you have her.

I am for loneliness
For she has me,
For I have her
And we have each other.


F.Z.**N
I remember the day
I told you to go.

My heart was in pieces,
my chest was heavy,
Sometimes I wish

That day never happened,

because I lied.
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