#dusts - Hello Poetry

I want you to hold me like the tiny specks of dusts That you chase from the empty room You give me all your trust As you inhale every little piece of me beneath the moon Your lungs, they never settled They keep struggling As you held Every piece I have Remember that I am fragile So you carefully place me on your palms You don't let me be all alone for a while Cause you know that I may be taken away by the wind that blows and by that your soul will not calm You trace the mismanagement I've done on my own On how I end up being like this, so alone But still you'll thank me for doing this on my self For that's the reason you are alive, you said For the reason that you need to put every little piece of me on your shelf.

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Apr 12, 2014

Apr 12, 2014 at 2:41 AM UTC

leseywut

Tiny Specks of Dusts

I want you to hold me like the tiny specks of dusts That you chase from the empty room You give me all your trust As you inhale every little piece of me beneath the moon Your lungs, they never settled They keep struggling As you held Every piece I have Remember that I am fragile So you carefully place me on your palms You don't let me be all alone for a while Cause you know that I may be taken away by the wind that blows and by that your soul will not calm You trace the mismanagement I've done on my own On how I end up being like this, so alone But still you'll thank me for doing this on my self For that's the reason you are alive, you said For the reason that you need to put every little piece of me on your shelf.

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Spring is here to stay For three months, hooray! More bluebirds are chanting More tulips are blooming More trees are growing And dusts are in the air. The weather is cool, not cold More houses are being sold More joggers run in the streets More retirees are warming the seats More athletes are at their meets And allergies are in the air. Spring is here to stay For a quarter of the year, hooray! Copyright © March 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.

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Mar 29, 2025

Mar 29, 2025 at 10:35 PM UTC

60Etncelles60

Spring Is Here. Hooray!

Spring is here to stay For three months, hooray! More bluebirds are chanting More tulips are blooming More trees are growing And dusts are in the air. The weather is cool, not cold More houses are being sold More joggers run in the streets More retirees are warming the seats More athletes are at their meets And allergies are in the air. Spring is here to stay For a quarter of the year, hooray! Copyright © March 2019, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved. Hébert Logerie is the author of several collections of poems.

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Dusts Wistful Dry powder Of lost moments Specks of melancholy and heartaches

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Apr 25, 2019

Apr 25, 2019 at 11:27 PM UTC