THERE IS A PART OF YOUR HEART
THAT YEARNS TO BE FREE
WHEN YOU ARE BORN IT IS
THERE FOR ALL TO SEE


AS YOU GROW UP IT IS
COVERED OVER BY A LOT OF HURT
TRYING TO LET IT BE FREE
SOMETIMES WILL NEVER WORK


AS YOU GROW OLDER IT IS
THERE FOR ALL TO SEE
JUST LIKE WHEN YOU WERE BORN
AND YOUR HEART WAS FREE



MUSHY BUT NICE

THIS IS A NICE POEM THAT CAME TO ME ONE NIGHT AT WORK
elise f Jul 19

My love for you
Has faded
When I was young
I was blind
But now I see,
I see everything

I see what even
You do not
I see so much
I wish I had not

And forever
I will see
And forever
I will miss
That bittersweet
Time when I
Was blind

×××

The rain tumbled from the sky like a child weeping,
The car swerved across the yellow lines,
My younger brother held my cat crying.
"When are we going back home?"
A question unable to answer,
The car acting like a cold metal dome.
"Soon,"
Is all I could reply,
I was too shaky and him too young to notice.
"Promise?"
Eyes full of tears,
Hope so dear,
So I said out of fear,
"Promise."

It was raining.
haley Jun 18

I hated the color yellow;
too wasteful
too bright

I hated the color pink;
too "girly"
too weak

but now that I've
grown & matured
I have learned to
love & appreciate
the color I can see

Yellow
has become
sunflowers,
a vinyl box,
& a picture frame

while

Pink
has become
candles,
dyed hair,
& your lips

alan Apr 29

Rain rain go away, come again another day...

When we were young we'd tell the rain to go away,
but now the rain is sadness and today's that other day.

Rain
        rain
go
    away
come
         again
another
             day
sun come
                back to
            me
I can't
           see
without
             the light.
Avery Apr 25

What would your seven-year old self say if
She saw you refusing your favorite kind of ice cream?
Because that ice cream has way too many calories,
Right?
What would your seven-year old self think if
You looked at her everyday and told her, 'you're fat'
Because that's what you do when you look in the miror everyday,
Right?
What would your seven-year old self think of you when she found out
You count every single calorie you eat
Because if you eat too many calories, you might get fat,
Right?
What if your seven-year old self found out that
You cry yourself to sleep every night
Because you can't release your emotions any other way,
Right?
How would your seven-year old self feel
If you called her horrid names everyday when you looked at her
Because that's what you do to yourself,
Right?
What if your seven-year old self asked you
Could you call me the same terrible names you call yourself everyday?
But no, you couldn't, so why do you call yourself these things?

Just getting my thoughts out.  Saw something that inspired me, so I wrote this.  I know it's not much of a poem, but I was just writing it to release emotions.
Arcassin B Apr 10

By Arcassin Burnham

You fell too many times til you fell on your face,
Taking problems into your own hands,you need space,
I Don't know what this means for the human race,
But I'd give anything right now to see your face,

When you were younger, you had dreams that faded,
When you were younger,* you had things you loved,
When you were younger, *your friends moved away,
When you were younger, you had things to say,
theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
now theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
now theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
fall in the rabbit hole,

The things that you've been through in your life was a phase,
you kept scrapbooks of everything just in case,
and even though to your parents you were a disgrace,
And i don't care,
cause I'd give anything right now to see your face,

When you were younger, you had dreams that faded,
When you were younger,* you had things you loved,
When you were younger, *your friends moved away,
When you were younger, you had things to say,
theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
now theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
now theres a light here , a light there,
at the end of the tunnel,
fall in the rabbit hole.

/

I swear they always want something brand new..
I swear they always want something brand new..
when it comes back around, what you gonna do?
I swear they always crave something brand new..
Why you try to come around pulling my card..
looking for a problem straight out the yard..
And i'm like why you gotta be brand new..
I swear they always gotta be brand new.

©abpoetry2017
http://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/04/when-you-were-younger-pt5-brand-new.html

Lolita grew up
she got herself a man
and a disability card
Lolita grew up
and she's not yours anymore

Lolita grew up
her life has changed
did you take advantage
not of her age
but of her winter?
Did you want her locked in your cell
was it convenient for you?
Well, the winter's gone
She's not the girl of your dreams
She's the woman of your desires

Lolita grew up
but always in your heart
always in my heart
the girl she was

but you can't take it anymore
the fact she grew up
it was going to happen
as soon as she left winter
and you were summer
but now the summer's burning
and you are not the flame

the beautiful, deadly winter
the place where she lived
the comfy, White walled, mind crowded Winter
where she still lives
but now put a handful of pepper
and a handful of flames!
would you take it better
if summer had a girls' face?

It was nice, keeping me in a jar
It was nice, helping me out
what were you?
a wolf? a friend? a ghost?
true love? My Humbert Humbert?
all of this? and even more?

Did you really know me
(because you do)
did we build something more
on Spanish lessons and kisses by wire
did I lead you on
well, I'm partly guilty
and not guilty at all!
we were friends! not lovers anymore!

Lolita grew up
but always in your heart
always in my heart
the girl she was

What light do you throw to yourself?
You are not guilty of your feelings
but you must abide...
I cannot, either, forget our past
But I must move on...

Lolita never grew up
but she's not yours anymore

Friend
or
foe?

Self explanatory.
Rebecca Lynn Jan 16

If I could go back and tell myself what I know now.
I’d probably say, Dear younger me,
you’re gonna have a long journey.
You’re gonna have a few heartaches along the way,
but trust me, you’re gonna be okay.
And whatever you do, don’t be alone
you’re not on your own, quite yet, please don’t forget
what I’ve told you, Dear younger me.

You’ve probably been in so many trials,
and it’s probably been awhile since you’ve smiled.
You’ve took a billions of steps and traveled thousands of miles.
Darling, you’re gonna be okay,
please just smile for me today
while I tell you what you’re gonna go through.

You’re gonna see that true love is so hard to find.
I’m telling you that you can’t always speak your mind,
and you’ve got to work for everything in your life.
Nothing will be handed down to you,
oh and don’t believe everything you hear, it isn’t always true.
Please listen to me, Dear younger me.

You probably already know that you can’t always buy happiness.
Just so you know high school goes by way too fast.
Brace yourself cause life is gonna be tough,
I wished they told me why, why life itself is rough.
Dear younger me,
you’re gonna have a long journey.

If I could go back and tell myself what I know now,
I would, if I could go back somehow… I would.

Ana S Dec 2016

The words she paints so gently
Etch my mind
Her voice leaving me stunned
So beautiful and fine
Speaking ever so softly
Sending chills down my spine
She wispers in my ear
Babe are you really mine?
I am yours my love.
Always have been.
Always will be.
Til the end of this universe.
And life as we know it.
I will always be yours.  
Some don't believe in forever.
Some don't think about infinities.
My infinty rests with her.
She is my light.
She is my love.
Whispering gently in my ear.
I love you so my dear.
Is that so? I wisper back.
Well beautiful, guess what?
I love you too.

The words she wispers softly
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