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Echoes Of A Mind Mar 2016
Sorry, I love you
I didn't plan
To fall for you.

Sorry, I love you
I know it's a bother
So I'll never say it to you.

Sorry, I love you
Everything would probably be better
If I didn't.

Sorry, I love you
If I could stop it
Then I would.

Sorry, I love you
Why does it have
To be you?

Sorry, I love you
I'll put these words in a box
And hide them far away.

I love you
Is the three words,
Which I will never say...
A Love Poem
Echoes Of A Mind Mar 2016
Saying I love you
Would be a crime
So these three words
I'll hide
In a place
Where they can fade
Together with the feeling
To which they are labeled.

There they'll stay
Until the day
Where we can both
Look back and laugh
Over my confused
Little
paper heart...
I just wanted to express it somewhere...
Cheyenne Feb 2016
This poem is short; Not much to say.
Yet still the need to say something anyway.
kailasha Feb 2016
my thoughts are paper planes
that don't seem to see the runways that i drew
on the blank sheets in front of me.
muddled thoughts
Eleanor Rigby Feb 2016
You say you're ugly
But darling
You are a butterfly
That has seen the day
To be pretty.


-- Eleanor
Joyce Jan 2016
Say what you need to say.
Don't carry all the weight
on your shoulders.
Sometimes we fear
of what they may think.
Think that we can handle it all.
Hide our true feelings.
And keep on smiling.
While inside we are
feeling so small.
Say what you need say.
And let your soul speak
all your emotions.
Don't hold back.
These are your
tears of the ocean.
Let them flow if you can.
Your voice may be shaking.
But when you feel
the need to talk.
Just knock on my door
and we will take that walk.
And you can tell me.
At night or in the light of day.
Just say what you need to say.
Joyce Jan 2016
Don't say a word.
And feel my body.
Don't say a word.
And set your mind free.
Don't say a word.
Touch your lips gently
on my skin so sensually.
Steady my breathing.
Silently screaming.
This mattress will
spin on its axis.
Don't say a word.
Let this fire burning.
Our souls full of yearning.
Joyce Jan 2016
Nothing haunts us
    like the things
         we don't
               say.
Luna Casablanca Dec 2015
I'm thinking of how I return to the spot in the disco ball moonlight
and I'm catching my breath.
I always noticed people who are uptight
using humor as a mask.
This masquerade is filled with gowns of glitter
and tuxedos of black and white.
We dance, we chat, we drink our beloved manhattan and gin.
I'm more than excited to be at the masquerade,
Though I'm hit by past behavior of craziness and belting profanity.
I didn't mean it.
Just want everyone focused on my glitter so I now still wear a mask.
Can we still dance?
Can I have one more drink?
Can they learn to move forward?
Behavior is like a masquerade.
Dress to perfection, and don't drink too much or you'll end the night with humiliation and grief.
Play with your boa but don't chase if it doesn't catch his eye.
Don't lay a hand on her if she refuses a dance with you.
Be kind to the others at the ball.
Smile and whatever is hurting inside,
put a mask on it.
We don't need to ruin everyone's time at the wonderful masquerade.
Some may or may not
Forget.
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