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Kezexxe 2d
A Silent Broken Promise.

I promise you a better life,
One better then mine,
I promise you will have no strife,
To have room to shine.

I promise you a tomorrow,
Without sadness and sorrow,
I promise you my trust,
And I promise i've got no disgust.

I promise you a love,
Even if I should of,
I promise to protect you,
And through bad times to hold you.
*
But most of all,
I promise I wont let you fall,
I promise I will always be there,
And that I promise and i swear.

There's no promise of love,
I was lucky to find it.
Nothing says there will be someone there,
For you to hold or be held by,
When the storm rolls in.
A very few get to know,
Just how it feels,
To embrace your lover.
Carefully placing your hand on their face,
Love isn't promised,
Possibly it may never come,
So I am lucky to have it now.
It's rare for it to be true
Raven Star Mar 8
I love you when you are happy
I love you when you are sad
I loved you yesterday
And I'll love you tomorrow
More than i previously had.

I love you in the moonlight
I love you in the storms
I love you the way
Roses love thorns.

I love you in autumn
I love you when leaves gloss
I'll love you the same way
Grief loves loss.
Something i wrote over a year ago
Grey Feb 27
Love,romance

The commonest emotion

I've seen ,heard and felt

Pitiful if you ask me

It's beginning blinds us so

That the middle and end is a blur

Just another page we've torn of our lives

The greatest of them fall

So why bother then

It's simple

It's hope when there's non

Even the most eloquent or the majority

Do promises such pleasure

But I haven't seen one
That met such expectations

Just like our fingers

We can't be loved the same

One could be broken person

who is promised a good stitching

Other needs a sense of completion

The purpose of it is still a mystery

That its not worth holding my breath for.
Lalit Kumar Feb 24
I promise to save YOU
I promise
To quiet your pointless suffering
To wash your pain away
To hear about your deafening loneliness
And Here I am waiting to hear a quiet footstep
Leading to my borderless isolation
Whispering a sweet song of liberty
Of a carefree life
A life inherently meaningless
So
I won't give you a broken promise
And a false hope  
Of sanity
For a life lived on a borrowed time
But yeah till I breath I promise to stay by your side As your friend,soulmate , may be more someday...
Magda Feb 17
The flowers inside my head eating away
at the decaying thoughts.
I hear them when it’s just quiet enough –
gorging.

Oh Mother, I’m fixing your mistakes.
You and me – made from the same two pillars:
dependency and suffering.

I tear them down
softly, slowly –
shedding what I have seen,
like a snake peeling its skin.

Everything I have ever known,
collapsing around me,
leaving things I have loved covered in ash –
my own Pompeii.

But I’ll make my own way out of
these rotten bricks.
That is my promise to you –
and myself.
I haven't really written anything since last year. I'm going through a lot of changes but today I finally grabbed the pen again. :)
Green Feb 4
Akin to a tree with no shade,
A branch with no fruit ,
It stands tall with no weight ,
A husk with no shade .
Promised the men,
"The tree to provide shade,
To those who eat the fruit" .
With only fruits to be imaginary,
Men stand staring ,
Into the empty husk .

If a dove to approach ,
If a dove to question ,the 'fruits',
“The dove to be lit up " ,said the men,
“It harms the tree “, said the men,
" The Luscious tree cannot be fathomed,
As it not be questioned by simple minds " ,said the men.

The simple minded crow,
To pray for its shade .
For no seem found ,For men still stares.
Stares he at the fallen branches ,
Of a tree with no fruits.
I initially started writing this with a belief of agnosticism . After finishing it I realised the fruit doesn't have to be the "promise of salvation " It can just be any unfulfilled promise.
Any unfulfilled promise that men try to keep alive cause they benefit from the ignorance of people like the crow.
A dove initially in my mind was a heritic during the 18th century where they were lit up for questioning or going against catholic Church.
But in the end I realised it could be just about anyone who questions a stupid promise.
The shade is supposed to represent comfort in the fruit. Hope you had a good read .
And let me know if you throught this had any other interpretations according to you. (┛✧Д✧))┛
The broken promises

Pile up in the corner

Left behind

A feeling of guilt

Evaded

Because no one can remember

The oath once sworn

When lost to the power of time










The unfinished Ideas

Flowing freely like a river

Always starting

Quite plentiful

Until all that’s left

Is a trickle

For all things

Are forgotten with time




Words on a paper

Mark down the past

Yet it only takes

A single act

To go away forever

The shredded pieces

Fall before your eyes

Maybe one day

They say

You will find out why

The reason you are here

But that will have to wait for another time




When the act began

You found no way to stop

Backs turned

Eyes glared

Curses flew

And all towards you

Thrown to the side

They don’t remember you

Wishful thinking

That it was just at the wrong time










A word once spoken

A commitment lost

An excuse made

I was busy

It wasn’t my fault

Because no one can admit

That they forgot

That they never even cared

Knowing that one day you will forget

Because nothing escapes

The power of time
Apparently written at 1:30 in the morning.  It's about so many people at the same time I can't even name them
polina Dec 2024
Swear you’ll bleed in loving colors,
Swear you won’t complain or scream;
Swear you’ll always love me softly,
Swear you won’t die or hate or dream.

Swear your nightmares won’t be graphic,
Swear they won’t turn to dreams -
Swear you’ll always be most honest,
Swear you’ll be my angel seraphim.

Swear you’ll never break your promise,
Swear you won’t beat me black and blue;
Instead, swear you’ll watch every sunset
With me, and I with you.
A rip off
To people like me
Who just lost
Someone
But it is the best guarantee
For those who are suffering
From lack of freedom
Or if the are suffering greatly physically
Call it want you want
But death is a great promise
Though a pain in ****
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