#myspace - Hello Poetry

A small space of mine, a sweet four square feet, I fold a chair just fine. My mind flies over the lake, which reflects the morning rays I hear the calls of cranes, adding tranquility for calmness sake. In my balcony , three pots of plants with colorful smiles, give me silent company, gentle fragrance of love, spreading freshness for happiness' sake. I sip my coffee, the green, blue and orange, help gulp down my bitterness and let out a breath of hope, subduing pain for today's sake. no words uttered, no song sung, just a dose of nature, through the small space of mine, helps restore my love so amateur, and for my days to shine.

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Jun 14, 2020

Jun 14, 2020 at 1:29 PM UTC

sourodeep-chakravarty

The small space of mine

A small space of mine, a sweet four square feet, I fold a chair just fine. My mind flies over the lake, which reflects the morning rays I hear the calls of cranes, adding tranquility for calmness sake. In my balcony , three pots of plants with colorful smiles, give me silent company, gentle fragrance of love, spreading freshness for happiness' sake. I sip my coffee, the green, blue and orange, help gulp down my bitterness and let out a breath of hope, subduing pain for today's sake. no words uttered, no song sung, just a dose of nature, through the small space of mine, helps restore my love so amateur, and for my days to shine.

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I wish I could speak words that assuage But I’m nothing but an introvert I’ve accepted this and that’s ok I’ll type the words out in hopes of an alert That you have read and agreed At least that’s something I want to believe But who am I kidding you don’t follow me So I will admire from afar and dream Of you My sweet Beatrice

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Jul 1, 2018

Jul 1, 2018 at 7:33 PM UTC

EvilShredder

Dante’s First MySpace Blog

I wish I could speak words that assuage But I’m nothing but an introvert I’ve accepted this and that’s ok I’ll type the words out in hopes of an alert That you have read and agreed At least that’s something I want to believe But who am I kidding you don’t follow me So I will admire from afar and dream Of you My sweet Beatrice

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***Most people live for love But some of us live because of it*** Such unforgivable forgetfulness Lost within potential photos Preoccupied and overly abrasive Harmless yet persuasively implicit These eyes are speechless But explicitly dying to speak A picture so perfect for lust A thousand words Just isn't enough Deeply indebted With every glance Too perplexed by color How none of it belongs Another illustrated nightmare Where sleep is prolonged Where the sick plans To escape with the thought Trapped inside the mind So adolescent Oh picture the heartache Rejoicing over a carcass Still standing And rapturing moments We all long to feel This winter shiver So sicken from cold feet An undying hunger For butterfly soup ***Proof What worthy time to be alive Clearly sold on the vision Never too hasty to cover This lover isn't blind But envisioned May we all fall victim To the photos We aren't viable to find*

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Jan 31, 2016

Jan 31, 2016 at 10:35 PM UTC

JustinG

Been Taking Pictures with Willow

***Most people live for love But some of us live because of it*** Such unforgivable forgetfulness Lost within potential photos Preoccupied and overly abrasive Harmless yet persuasively implicit These eyes are speechless But explicitly dying to speak A picture so perfect for lust A thousand words Just isn't enough Deeply indebted With every glance Too perplexed by color How none of it belongs Another illustrated nightmare Where sleep is prolonged Where the sick plans To escape with the thought Trapped inside the mind So adolescent Oh picture the heartache Rejoicing over a carcass Still standing And rapturing moments We all long to feel This winter shiver So sicken from cold feet An undying hunger For butterfly soup ***Proof What worthy time to be alive Clearly sold on the vision Never too hasty to cover This lover isn't blind But envisioned May we all fall victim To the photos We aren't viable to find*

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I smoke because I'm careless about what's important to me.

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Mar 14, 2015

Mar 14, 2015 at 11:43 PM UTC