#valintine - Hello Poetry

Its that time once a year when hearts Beating upon words of love. But thoughts Were thinking of the latter how to make Beats Rhythm Love To cease with but a gesture a whim. A heart did whisper on the chest but Never did it utter the word that spelt Least Of Valued Emotions It wasn't in my being I was a void shell. But other were teaming with it like a flower They sent the scent of bitter aroma into the air. And it made my eyes bleed tears. So I thought Of culling these tears falling on this day. I held Them couples no singles were aloud in here. I drew a heart on their chest, A+ in creative design Cant let all those hours go to waste. …....lovelovelo… …..lovelovelove…. ...lovelovelovelove……………….…. ...lovelovelovelovelo…………..lovel…. .....lovelovelovelovelove…….…lovelovelo. .. lovel |OOOOO|velove……|OOOOO|.* ...lovelo\OO/lovelovelo…..…lov\OO/elo… ..…lovelovelovelovelove..…lovelovelo…* …….lovelovelolovelovelovelovelovelo… …..….lovelo\OOlovelovelOOO/elovelov… ……..….lovelo\OOveloOO/lovelo… ………..….lovelov\OO/ovelove… ………………lovelovelo…. ………………..lovelo… …………………….. ………………….... That word was scribbled till it lost ist meaning in Mumbled scribbles, I even put OO,s in the shape Of two eyes and a smile. I know immature, so **** me. They were scared I could see it in their eyes, I never Pick those of no vows, they must be saturated in the Meaning so bands of eternity are a must. Gold Silver Platinum Worthless to me but in a jar they sit gathering dust, "I have been at this a while, "Since the age of?? "10, "My mum and dad were my first, *"Never showed me love the opposite trust me,* I separate them ever so slightly so their finger tips Can reach out, its kind of teasing while out cold I Measure the distance and move accordingly its a must. Wake up rise and shine, they gauge their surroundings Then the muffled screams, "Jesus you could write a book on the reactions of this, "I have it will be I have self published on amadon, "Still waiting for the proof reading to come back, They see each other than the finger reaching begins, Clinical to the moment then the muffled threats. They look down and see the picture on their chests. "Love you tender, love you sweet, "Its that time of year when feelings cut into me, "Say hello to my little friend, he helps cut it out, I always liked singing that little piece, then the screams So coordinated. Its like a script of a movie, a B movie Hahaha... "Sorry that was a bit uncalled for, hehehe... Now who's going first? its always manners to ask this not to Just cut and run. They look bewildered in confused thought, But as manners dictate ladies first, and then with out further adieu. The breast is such a pain but after trial and error mostly error. What a mess the first few times, but now its almost surgical. To the hilt the knife slices across picture then silence. He squirms like a rabid animal, but I silence him with a gesture. Now two hearts that yearned each other, now silently static. I stare at them, and gentle slice the picture from their being. This room it has one chair, white and bold. On the wall sits Frames of all the love that ceased, their heart ache lives On hanging with pride in white frames upon my wall.

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Jan 27, 2016

Jan 27, 2016 at 8:44 AM UTC

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Valentines Culling

Its that time once a year when hearts Beating upon words of love. But thoughts Were thinking of the latter how to make Beats Rhythm Love To cease with but a gesture a whim. A heart did whisper on the chest but Never did it utter the word that spelt Least Of Valued Emotions It wasn't in my being I was a void shell. But other were teaming with it like a flower They sent the scent of bitter aroma into the air. And it made my eyes bleed tears. So I thought Of culling these tears falling on this day. I held Them couples no singles were aloud in here. I drew a heart on their chest, A+ in creative design Cant let all those hours go to waste. …....lovelovelo… …..lovelovelove…. ...lovelovelovelove……………….…. ...lovelovelovelovelo…………..lovel…. .....lovelovelovelovelove…….…lovelovelo. .. lovel |OOOOO|velove……|OOOOO|.* ...lovelo\OO/lovelovelo…..…lov\OO/elo… ..…lovelovelovelovelove..…lovelovelo…* …….lovelovelolovelovelovelovelovelo… …..….lovelo\OOlovelovelOOO/elovelov… ……..….lovelo\OOveloOO/lovelo… ………..….lovelov\OO/ovelove… ………………lovelovelo…. ………………..lovelo… …………………….. ………………….... That word was scribbled till it lost ist meaning in Mumbled scribbles, I even put OO,s in the shape Of two eyes and a smile. I know immature, so **** me. They were scared I could see it in their eyes, I never Pick those of no vows, they must be saturated in the Meaning so bands of eternity are a must. Gold Silver Platinum Worthless to me but in a jar they sit gathering dust, "I have been at this a while, "Since the age of?? "10, "My mum and dad were my first, *"Never showed me love the opposite trust me,* I separate them ever so slightly so their finger tips Can reach out, its kind of teasing while out cold I Measure the distance and move accordingly its a must. Wake up rise and shine, they gauge their surroundings Then the muffled screams, "Jesus you could write a book on the reactions of this, "I have it will be I have self published on amadon, "Still waiting for the proof reading to come back, They see each other than the finger reaching begins, Clinical to the moment then the muffled threats. They look down and see the picture on their chests. "Love you tender, love you sweet, "Its that time of year when feelings cut into me, "Say hello to my little friend, he helps cut it out, I always liked singing that little piece, then the screams So coordinated. Its like a script of a movie, a B movie Hahaha... "Sorry that was a bit uncalled for, hehehe... Now who's going first? its always manners to ask this not to Just cut and run. They look bewildered in confused thought, But as manners dictate ladies first, and then with out further adieu. The breast is such a pain but after trial and error mostly error. What a mess the first few times, but now its almost surgical. To the hilt the knife slices across picture then silence. He squirms like a rabid animal, but I silence him with a gesture. Now two hearts that yearned each other, now silently static. I stare at them, and gentle slice the picture from their being. This room it has one chair, white and bold. On the wall sits Frames of all the love that ceased, their heart ache lives On hanging with pride in white frames upon my wall.

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Little empty one no beat of Love, you wish to pierce Those hearts, drain any Thought of affection. You wish others to bleed your Loneliness, of a body and Heart empty of that feeling Of companionship. You will shoot those poisoned Arrows, make them bleed, seep The regrets that you indeed feel. Little red one, little loveless demon Why so much hate for you do not Feel, you do not love, is it that you Do not have a heart so you wish Others to feel that what you have No feeling of love.

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Feb 14, 2015

Feb 14, 2015 at 5:27 PM UTC

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Little One With An Arrow Of White Not Red

Little empty one no beat of Love, you wish to pierce Those hearts, drain any Thought of affection. You wish others to bleed your Loneliness, of a body and Heart empty of that feeling Of companionship. You will shoot those poisoned Arrows, make them bleed, seep The regrets that you indeed feel. Little red one, little loveless demon Why so much hate for you do not Feel, you do not love, is it that you Do not have a heart so you wish Others to feel that what you have No feeling of love.

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When words weren't enough to show how much I loved you. I gave you a box, containing past loves.. And when you touched them. They where still warm, then you knew that my love was true.. As I wouldn't be swayed by the past, knowing you held the remanence in your hands. They where still warm, but all that mattered was that there was no going back after this show of affection...

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Feb 9, 2019

Feb 9, 2019 at 12:40 PM UTC

poetic-t

Dark Love..

When words weren't enough to show how much I loved you. I gave you a box, containing past loves.. And when you touched them. They where still warm, then you knew that my love was true.. As I wouldn't be swayed by the past, knowing you held the remanence in your hands. They where still warm, but all that mattered was that there was no going back after this show of affection...

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