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Liv Sep 2014
Pictures are lazy ways of creating memories
Pictures only capture mere milliseconds
Memories formed in your head are so much better
You can play them through like movies for later dates
Never having to worry if you'll ever lose a copy or ruin it
Absorb as many memories as you can and only use pictures to amplify them
Sydney Marie Sep 2014
Its a memory captured forever, in its own little flat object, that can be torn with the slightest touch.
Sometimes its all we have left of a previous adventure or maybe the night that no one remembers.
Humans need to treasure these moments for as long as they can, some might not want to because of reasons, others might not be able to control what they forget.
Memories will fade and turn into nothing, photos will fade too, but they go black and white and stay forever.
Florelie Aug 2014
All my ladies please do understand
Intrinsically you bring beauty to this land
Put your body out there in the public eye
And you will get attention that you can't defy

Pictures of you all over there nettisphere
Fun, vivacious, seductive and suggestive
But fugly buggers better type nothing rude
You only welcome it from those attractive to you!

So you want to please and tease with your naked pics
Now you're furious for getting comments from freaks
This is why our whole world is troubled
When righteous hypocrites' standards are doubled
Seek attention? Easy to find. When you get it from all over the place, do not complain!
Josiah Wilson Aug 2014
If I come home and find you gone
Then you can't say that I was wrong
I let you go, although it hurt
But you still treat me like I'm dirt

And I have pictures on the wall
Of all the things we used to do
And I'm still waiting for your call
Did those mean anything to you?

You left me
Standing there
Can't you see
I still care?

It's been a month, and I still can't sleep
I think I've fallen down too deep
Lying awake, staring at the floor
Waiting for you to walk through my door

And I had pictures on the wall
Of all the things we did before
Now I'm not waiting for your call
And they're all lying on the floor
Hollow Jul 2014
I used to take pencils
And throw them at the dotted ceilings
Of so many classrooms
Never knowing that the lead
Drew a picture every time

I used to purse my lips
And smirk
Before I knew that
I had a voice with which to speak out

I used to be enveloped
In the freedom of naivety
Before I grew up and smelled
The allure of knowledge
Winter Silk Jul 2014
A painting may be a thousand words
but a thousand paintings can't paint her
A flower living off her own sunlight
A broken mirror that reflects inner beauty

Now all I've got are photos
Some sepia, digital, black and white
Though the colours don't really matter
Because my heart is black and blue

The memory in my camera
Is smaller than my memory of you
I remember everything that you do
And I'll never delete it.

Now, you're just in a picture frame,
And I need a new frame of mind.
Another note left in the hallways.
There must be a poet on the loose.
Silent Thoughts Jun 2014
I think I like pictures
Because they’re like dreams
Of this perfect world
Of more than it seems

You can sense the emotion
The intangible rapture
When they saw something beautiful
That they needed to capture
Arturo Hernandez Jun 2014
I have these
pictures in my head
that give me a road map
to the life I want to have.
I saw you last night and
you were with me at the bar
sitting across from me
and in that moment
I saw one of those
faint pictures that
I don't often
come across.
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