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Nahin 6d
While asleep, I sense you hand
on my forehead.
As a drop of your tears
fall on my cheek,

upon seeing the way I'm sick all day,
this love is worth of
not being well for a thousand years.
The beauty of love
After years of tears
Posing as pointless pity
Dug despair a grave
Written 3-9-23
Jeremy Betts Nov 9
With the passing of the years
The good disappears
Take inventory,
What's left for me?
Only nightmares and fears
Lies for the heart, mind and ears
Wasted light-years
A husk of a man appears
Drained from fighting through iron bars and chains with nothing but tears
The blind leading the blind
While the blind steers
Grinding through all the gears
With the numbing effect of false help from **** and beers
A deluge of judgment from peers
The worst kind of souvenirs
And yet still my heart peers
Looking for new frontiers
Maybe after the glue adheres
From past repairs
But I'm racing an end that nears

©2024
BAS Oct 3
Everyone act the same
Its the same ******* allover again
Nobody tries to change
They all alike, yet different

I'm not perfect nor cool
But I don't play like that
I promised myself,
I'll never fall
into the very same rabbit hole

All of them want to be something
How can someone like them be special,
when they are all the same ******* losers?

However, who am I?
Am I better?
I need to make a change
Do the words speak louder or acts?
I need to break the comforting silence, how though?

All of them lie to themselves,
so they don't feel shame
Me included......
Also Poetry isnt my strongest, but is better than actual talking
(I wrote this while in Religious studies, *****)
Also english isnt my first language, so maybe some parts would sound weird, but i dont have much respect for english anyway
Àŧùl Oct 1
O stone-hearted beauty!
To forget you,
I'm trying lackadaisically.
To overcome your memories,
I'm not trying sincerely.
To love someone else,
I'm trying half-heartedly.

O cold-blooded beauty!
To love you,
I tried everything in the dictionary.
To change your prejudice,
I tried my best.
To convince you,
I didn't get my chance.

O unfeeling beauty!
To miss you,
Has become a habit.
To feel you,
Has become an addiction.
To want you,
Is an undying passion.
My HP Poem #2002
©Atul Kaushal
Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow and the following day.
Last Friday. This Friday. Next Friday and the following Friday.
Last Week. This week. Next week and the following week.
Last Month. This month. Next month and the following month.
Last Year. This year. Next year and the following year.

That's quite a bit we pack in,
In the two years before we're three;
The last decade, this decade... and the next...  maybe,
But the following is for others to see.
Title taken from the opening lines of the soap: The Days of Our Lives
Days to the 70th. "What? Me?" (Alfred E. Newman)
Ylzm Sep 2
Circling Earth circling Sun
Circling Moon circling Earth
Days cycling within Months
Months cycling within Years
Wheel within wheel within wheel
Sphere within sphere within sphere

And a day is a day in every sphere
Their shadows of which on Earth
As Days, Months, and, Years
Life's inescapable rhythm ingrained
In Man, Beasts, Bugs, and Herbs
But only in Man do we count

In joy and sorrow we feel it passed
Fearful and hopeful all in ignorance
For Time's beyond Man's wisdom
Though they speak, a threefold echo
Each revealing, each foreshadowing
For on Earth as it is in Heaven

Yet Wonderful as it is, it shall pass
We know, for all Earth's given a Sign
A count, an unnatural cycle of Sevens
Of Seven Days, Months, and Years
The Seventh of Each, is a Rest
An Eternal Rest, An Everlasting Peace

Pondering What is Time, the Master of Time
Pointed to the Sabbath, and Ezekiel's Wheels
Jeremy Betts Aug 31
Kindness didn't always come easy
I spent far to many years angry
I thought there was no choice,
"That's how the world made me"
But that's not what comes naturally
It's simply not me

©2024
Xan Aug 29
Time is consuming
time is valuable
time is also a distraction
time creates tension and worrysome
while there is a way people can speed it up
just not you
a certain someone
my certain someone turns years into months
months to days
days to hours
talking to them for hours just feels like 10 minutes
ten **** minutes.
they've got me all around their finger
lovesick
all ooey-gooey
I cant even say good bye without trying to keep them
all to myself
only to me
mine
mine only
my favorite person is only mine.
You Dreamed about it for years,
Worked hard most of your life to get there,
Your golden years,
The only gold, you found or see,
Is in your *****, when you ***!

The original: Tom Maxwell 8/6/2024 AD
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