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AD Snail Sep 2016
I tried to be someone splendid,
I tried to change every feature of myself.

Dear I tried so hard being something I wasn't;
Someone that you could fully love,
So you would never leave me.

My love,
Don't you see?
I wanted to be your everything.

I tried to be everything that you wanted,
I wanted to be the very best like no one else was.

I tried deleting all my flaws,
But they came back secretly in my sleep.

I did everything I could physically and mentally,
To make you happy.
I tried to be your everything,
What I fool I was.
eleanor prince Jun 2016
her smile
lingers caught
on restless breeze
autumn leaves scuttle
rejected dreams
once courted
hover

her hair
woven silk
dewdrops fine
in misted web
bring together
limbs long held
apart

they know
what rivers ran
streams of hope
rapid raw desire
hearts drowned
beating twin tunes
singing as
one

now just a scent
on yonder cloud
mocking cruel
as yet another
winter's
wan
morn
breaks
This poem was penned in response to a deeply moving art-house movie called 'Night Train to Lisbon.' While the slant I take here is not particularly along the story line, I feel it encapsulates the essence of some of what this stunning film engenders within me. Hope you enjoy my first post here
Jack Maher May 2016
I love thy mystery man,
I was such a big fan.

I love thy mystery man,
He lead me on through thick and thin,
Then tossed me in the bin

How i loved my mystery man,
But now I'm not a fan.
Rochelle R Apr 2016
Statuesque
Watching
Rage in her veins
Justified
Growing

Restless
The verge of a revolver or revolution, who knows.
Grimmest Apr 2016
Possession
Of my mind
Of my heart
Tears of loneliness
Thinking of you
Your rejected love
My rejected thoughts
Of you and I together
Memories of other times
When you would smile at me
And I felt waves of passion
But that day has come and gone
You left me here
To bare the weight of this pain
The longing to see you one last time
The possession of my body and my courage
To hate to love you
AM Mar 2016
though he stares into my eyes
never he finds everything
he's looking for
in me

I wish he does
I wish he does
Vanessa Escopin Feb 2016
He said he loves me.
I take time to think about it.
He does something special.
I started to like him.
He give more love.
I loved him.
He doesn't know about it.
I always think of him.
He stop talking to me.
I keep on reaching him.
He started to ignore me.
I don't know what to do.
He hasn't contacting me.
I started to ignore him too.
He started to talk to me again like nothing happened.
I can't talk to him anymore.
He's pursuing me again.
I started to move on.
He doesn't know what I feel.
I don't deserve him.
He stop talking to me again.
I will forget him.
To my almost lover.
Gaida Abdullah Jan 2016
welcome to depression city
where loneliness reign and rugged path in cold grey
lifeless air and hopeless souls
lost shadows and lonely hearts
rejected abandoned and confused
welcome to depression city
what a gloomy world we in
Autumn Daze Jan 2016
You’ve hurt me so many times
And the pain really makes me whines
You never made me feel lovely
Nor part of this family.

I always wanted to be accepted
But to you I’m always excluded
For you, I’m always trying to be the best
‘Cause you just see me when I’m the best among the rest.

I am so tired pleasing you
‘Cause in return, you just make me blue
You always make me in a cage
And making me feel that I indeed deserve that as a wage.

I’m indeed tired and say that it’s okay and in return I smile
Because I know, it may not be good but in my heart it’s just a wile.
© Cassandra Cereza
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