#mojo - Hello Poetry

When one's life has hit rock bottom At the ripe old age of nineteen When the apple of life has gone rotten And hopeful plans wither to faded dreams When one's confidence is shot And one's hope has slowly waned When one's faith in love is all but lost And one's self-esteem's been drained When one's spent their life to overcome The pain of losing their one true one When one's reached out to touch only ice To be judged and rejected once, twice, thrice When one's messages are deleted unread And pictures cannot fill the hole in one's heart When the only chance to hear your voice is in one's head One begins the onerous process of falling apart When healing has begun and the dull throb doesn't beat one jaded When the sunlight breaks the clouds for the first time in dark ages When the black hole ***** a little less and the stars aren't so faded One will still be here waiting to hear an answer sought by fools and sages *

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May 7, 2021

May 7, 2021 at 4:47 AM UTC

Jason_R_Michie

Mojo Lost

When one's life has hit rock bottom At the ripe old age of nineteen When the apple of life has gone rotten And hopeful plans wither to faded dreams When one's confidence is shot And one's hope has slowly waned When one's faith in love is all but lost And one's self-esteem's been drained When one's spent their life to overcome The pain of losing their one true one When one's reached out to touch only ice To be judged and rejected once, twice, thrice When one's messages are deleted unread And pictures cannot fill the hole in one's heart When the only chance to hear your voice is in one's head One begins the onerous process of falling apart When healing has begun and the dull throb doesn't beat one jaded When the sunlight breaks the clouds for the first time in dark ages When the black hole ***** a little less and the stars aren't so faded One will still be here waiting to hear an answer sought by fools and sages *

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If I could go to heaven just to see it from above I dont want to die just yet but I can bet ..it'd be very good to know what it's been like.... For you to love me. And would I hear your heart break? And hear the ocean deep and wide? Would I feel your heartache? Would the truth in me confide? Would I step outside.... of myself and interview the truth? Reveal the secrets of our youth? ..that lie within.... The things we've seen and done the places that we've been and we'll go back to when thing begin? So I could finally know, all the things I've wondered on this Earth? And will I finally know- What everything is worth? This sounds to me like an expensive carpet ride & maybe sticking with my pride I think I'll push my luck & by lightning may be struck So guess I'll have to wait until I have a turn... to reveal the truth in everything that I've loved... and learned, If I know that now... I might... change the spell I put on you... so I'll avoid to hear... the truth...for now my dear... but do not fear... because...... I love you. All Rights Reserved * 2016 Cherie Nolan

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May 19, 2016

May 19, 2016 at 5:31 PM UTC

Moi-Cherie

" if I could go to heaven"

If I could go to heaven just to see it from above I dont want to die just yet but I can bet ..it'd be very good to know what it's been like.... For you to love me. And would I hear your heart break? And hear the ocean deep and wide? Would I feel your heartache? Would the truth in me confide? Would I step outside.... of myself and interview the truth? Reveal the secrets of our youth? ..that lie within.... The things we've seen and done the places that we've been and we'll go back to when thing begin? So I could finally know, all the things I've wondered on this Earth? And will I finally know- What everything is worth? This sounds to me like an expensive carpet ride & maybe sticking with my pride I think I'll push my luck & by lightning may be struck So guess I'll have to wait until I have a turn... to reveal the truth in everything that I've loved... and learned, If I know that now... I might... change the spell I put on you... so I'll avoid to hear... the truth...for now my dear... but do not fear... because...... I love you. All Rights Reserved * 2016 Cherie Nolan

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I am sitting here: On a bright Winter’s day, Squinting into the sunshine, Seeing the sparrows climb The fences, trees, rooftops and leaves, And I ponder -- Have I lost my “mojo”?! I am feeling flat; my ego’s splat Against the wall of hope; Have I run out of things to say? Have I no whim enough to dance and play With letters and words, sentences and phrases? Is this it?! Have I lost my “Po-Jo”? Do I need to get up and shake my "J-Lo?" Or "Bon-Bon" if you're more a Ricky Martin fan!

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Jun 29, 2025

Jun 29, 2025 at 12:08 AM UTC

bekahalle

“Po-Jo”

I am sitting here: On a bright Winter’s day, Squinting into the sunshine, Seeing the sparrows climb The fences, trees, rooftops and leaves, And I ponder -- Have I lost my “mojo”?! I am feeling flat; my ego’s splat Against the wall of hope; Have I run out of things to say? Have I no whim enough to dance and play With letters and words, sentences and phrases? Is this it?! Have I lost my “Po-Jo”? Do I need to get up and shake my "J-Lo?" Or "Bon-Bon" if you're more a Ricky Martin fan!

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