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Ellie Sora Feb 2016
Love can have so much fullness, but it can also be an empty space
It can be so unforgetable, and it can also leave without a trace
It can make you feel unreal, and you could feel so true
There are times you feel so happy, and there are those where you feel all blue
Love can be so meaningful, but it can also make no sense
Sometimes it’d be boring, sometimes it’d be too intense
Love could be all answers, as well as it could be a question
You can be left in ecstasy, but it can also leave you in depression
You could end in Heaven, or you could feel in Hell
It can make you speechful, or it can trap you in shell
Love ca make you feel so safe, but it can also make you scared
Everybody could be ready, bot nobody could be prepared
is all about
making sense
out of all
these
mess*

©IGMS
try to make sense
Dee Feb 2016
#18
Does it matter?
If I stay or go..
Is my presence even noticed?
Does it make a difference
if I'm here or gone
Will you cry
if I'm lost?
Or will I slip away unnoticed
Like I always am
When I'm around you...
Sometimes I don't have any common ground or any cents, I'm just a porcelain doll in a haunted house
Dez Cat Jan 2016
Confined space
Broken vase
Heart break
Lost mind
Thin rhyme
Out of line
No sense
Connecting dots
Think outside the box
AM Jan 2016
he's a stranger
I'm in danger
surely, it makes sense
but love never does
Sally A Bayan Dec 2015
(one of the many dances in life)
    10w x 6

If i have in my palms
what i've long wanted

If it slowly disappears
from my grasp
against my will

If i try to catch it
but
still falls down

If i lose it
despite my struggles,
my efforts...and

If...deep inside
i feel
a sense of finality...then

Maybe,
it's not mine to hold
...have to let go.


Sally

Copyright October 2015
Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
I want to crawl into bed with you
And you're in another's bed
I want to slink past these people
Slither into your soft sheets
Curl up around your body and feel your warmth
Heat my cold blooded heart
Hold me while I'm frozen with the fear of losing you
They should rename Common Sense
Endangered Sense
Since it's becoming more endangered by the hour
Knowledge is power
Trying to retain more by the hour
Before your brain goes ineptly sour
Aizzur Festejo Dec 2015
Its been a week
Have we stop talking?
No, it just became less
I wonder why
We've talked again
Its exaggerating but
I felt relieved
Sighing heavily
It was the greatest sigh ever
We greeted like before
I smiled ear to ear
At that moment,
I wanted to write this feeling
Imaginative and motivated
Alas, I understand now
I did write, did I made sense?
But I'm happy
That's all there is to it.
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