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Rhan Vincent Jul 2020
A billion stars,
Anywhere in the galaxy.
The distance with earth and mars,
Is just like you and me.

We can’t be closer,
As time goes longer.
We can only go further,
And we really can’t be together.

I know that there’s dark matter,
Pulling us away from each other.
Like my feelings for you, it won’t really matter.
And your answer will always be “go find someone better.”

Better? A word that consist of a pair of t and e.
And 2 different letters of r and b.
A variables that represents to you and me.
Like a math problems, we’re cannot be.

I need to find the distance between you and me.
You’re the point r and I’m the point b.
Using Pythagorean Theorem rather than trigonometry.
Like A is you plus B is me.

I need to find the C.
The sea that connects to you and me.
I’m the boat that needs a sea.
But there’s no "C" in sea that connects to you and me.

Row row row your boat gently down the stream.
Merrily merrily merrily merrily our love is but a dream.
A dream worth believing, that I want to live in.
And yet I just arrive and now you’re leaving.

Living the real life?
Or I’m just living a fantasy?
Open your eyes.
Look up the sky and see.

A Star, A Star light,
So bright.
Imagine, you and me in this starry night.
Holding your hand this tight.

I can’t believe that you’re with me tonight.
Maybe this night,
will turn out right.
And you’ll find the guy who would you like.

All I hope its me if that's alright?
But in reality, it is a cloudy night.
A starless sight.
A moonless light.

Twinkle twinkle litter star.
I wonder what your feelings are?
After he left you with bruises and scar.
Now I want to know on how you are?

Atlas the distance is great.
Maybe this is the last time that I’ll sleep up late?
But you’re the risk that I’m willing to take.
I promise, I will do it for us sake.

But "us" rest in peace.
I just want to be with you.
But the question is?
Am I meant to be with you?
Worlds apart.
Janine Jacobs Nov 2019
I try to find something familiar in the stranger staring back at me. I don’t recognize him. I don’t think he ever cared. Event though he made me believe he did. I don’t think he ever loved me. He loved the reflection of the man he saw in my eyes. Loving only the way I loved him. I made him my sun, I made him the stars in my darkness. I gave him my heart. Looking back now. I don’t think I loved him either. I loved having a man on my side, to please, to cater to. He was so broken and I had someone to fix. I can finally move on knowing there is nothing left worth pursuing, because we never really loved.
Kewayne Wadley Feb 2019
How could you say these lies
When you know I anticipate these times with you.
To watch you walk away
Your warmth instantly leaving my hands.
How could you say these lies
Knowing that your not coming back.
My hands with nothing left to grab.
Watching you walk away.
Those jeans
The way you sway.
My hands ache with nothing left to grab on to.
The warmth hidden behind those jeans.
How could you say these lies
Knowing that I am waiting.
Anticipating this time spent with you.
The way my hands grip you.
Each moment slipping through my fingers.
Not knowing you didn't plan on coming back.
Your sway imprinted on my hands.
This walk a reminder of how I waited.
Anticipating this time spent with you.
How could you say these lies.
My hands filled with brown skin.
Squeezed tight
Cuffed beneath the bottom of your jeans.
Finally realizing you never planned on coming back.
Your sway
Those jeans.
Your warmth forever leaving my hands.
& here I am
Still anticipating this time,
Spent with you
Poetic T Apr 2018
We tied
      sweet nothings
around our wrists.

And fell,
        in life we were
equal together.

In death we were
                 a strand
connected eternally.
Lin Dec 2017
Hide in a closet
You assume
All is good
But never assume

For I hide
For a reason
For I’m here
Because of treason

I cry
But why
Is it because I wore a smile
Or because you played along for awhile

The reason
I hide
Is cause of treason
But who betrayed who

The liar
The actor

Or you
The one
Who played along
When the situation became dire
I have been playing around with my style, like you saw in the last one.Again, It’s kinda different and was interesting to write.
Ryana Dec 2017
Hallo
Ku tulis ini untuk rindu
Yg gejolaknya membara selalu
Tak henti henti merayu
Tuk membuat sajak-sajak mendayu

Mau apalagi
Aku tak ingkar hari ini
Sungguh rindu ku rasa kini
Tak penat hati tuk habiskan ini
Sajak bait pun terangkai kini
Dan saat itu pula rasa rindunya semakin menjadi
Hello, this is my language, Indonesia. If you don't know the meaning of this poem you can translate in Google and learn my language
Swimmer101 May 2017
I searched for you
In the eyes of the cashier
In the eyes of the lady on her phone
In the eyes of anyone willing to let me search

I couldn't find you
the spark that gripped me
the shine the captivated me in awe
the windows that showed me the soul I fell in love with

Your soul was the loveliest of souls
Pure, Honest, Compassionate, Trustworthy
Pretty much everything God could want in a human being
An absolutely beautiful type of being that made love feel real

Are you searching for me too?
Are you wondering where your baby girl went?
Are you tearing through confused crowds yelling my name?
Do you feel every cell in you telling you that something is wrong?

Because I'm always looking for you
I'm always wondering where you went handsome
I'm fighting my bed sheets at night, screaming your name
Every cell I contain tells me that something is terribly wrong

When I find you handsome, I won't let go
I'll love you beyond the infinities separating us
The heart wrenching deadly cries will finally end
I'm waiting for the day I find you, my handsome
Handsome, please come back, Handsome please
Maybe one day when the days are fine,
Maybe some years after nine.
Maybe then we come across each other or maybe we won't.
Maybe we ignore or maybe we won't,
Maybe we smile or maybe we won't.
Maybe we crave for that one hug or maybe we won't.
Maybe then you notice the love in my eyes or maybe you won't,
Maybe you can hear the poem my eyes recite or maybe you won't.
Maybe you still pull my cheeks or maybe you won't.
Maybe you still laugh on my jokes or maybe you won't.
Maybe we exchange contacts or maybe we won't.
Maybe then you leave saying goodbye once again or maybe you won't.
Maybe you call me later or maybe you won't
Maybe i say hello and you reply or maybe you won't.
Maybe we start once again or maybe we won't.
Maybe we fall in love once again or maybe we won't.
Maybe you too wish the same to happen or maybe you won't.
Maybe you too miss me or maybe you won't.
Maybe you too write the same or maybe you won't.
Charity Warren Dec 2016
Resting, resting in puddle
The grains relaxed
splayed across one another
The sand is peaceful
It is undesturbed
The worlds chaos passing it by
Watching the world as through a glass
its where it belongs
No pretenses - no emotion
Just stillness as the sand melts content in a puddle
as not a participant but an observer
Life passes by
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