Almost broken


If you change the words you will never find your end.
You will forever be chasing your thoughts,
Until the day that you are dead,
And when you are left without strength,
How will you once more rise to stand again?


I guess it's cool to be okay.
I think, I thought, I hope it ends up that way;
But life is a mystery of a story not yet told.
Who will guide me when I am beyond getting old?


Life has kicked me and I have bitten back.
People have used me, I’m used to that.
Family loved me, the best love I ever had.
I was almost broken, but I’m still swinging my bat.


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A collection of ‘Love is…’ Poetry -
Coffin


Love is gone.
I am done.
Setting sun,
On One.


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A beautiful lie


Tell me a beautiful lie…I’ll believe it because I have to.
Find me a corner in which I can cry, for this soul cannot be soothed.
Gift me a word of truth that I will never believe.
Give me your honesty so I can once more see.


A lie is just a truth, wrapped in an enigma inside a box,
And I can’t find the key, I need to unlock.
The words are misremembered or never understood.
Show me your truth and I’ll despise your good.


Hand me my life in a basket, I’ll devour your soul.
Wrap me in a casket, when I get too old.
Punch me with a line, so good that it hurts.
Flesh me out of paper parts, and mould me last and first.


Give me life or death, for that’s all I have left.
Leave me in a mess, alone inside my head.
Let me beg and beg, but never forget.
The last words are unsaid, until they are the dread.


Too weak to fight for a lost cause forever more.
Painstaking curiosity, peeking through doors;
Looking for a light on, but all the other side is dark.
Lift me with your haunting tune my beautiful lark.


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Lupe Velez

It’s your beautiful ending.
It’s your careless sigh.
It’s the way that you ended,
Without a real goodbye.

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All war is unjust


You celebrate your murderers like they won you a war
And what for?  Is my question.  Do you pass inspection?
No genuflection; no halo you own.
You gun down the innocent and gnaw on their bones,
Like the savages you are, you fallen stars,
Are dead to me.  I see such glee.
Oh the pain you reap.
Your just reward, for an unjust war,
For all are…is a silver star on your heart.


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A darker shade of blue


The stars call to me through the use of a screen,
But my curtains are closed to them really being seen.
I’m scared of the dark, the night such a fright.
I wish my heart would allow me to not fear closing my eyes.


Sleep with one eye open, praying not to die.
An eye for an eye, in this world full of lies.
I am the day walker, incapable talker, memories stalker.
Midnights death.


I am so lost, I have lost the plot.
I reach for a God, but believe only with my final breath.
The nightmare continues, an eye to a view.
Beauty in natural form, my gift anew.


So dark in my heart, but still I continue.
Poet (slash) dreamer, if only they knew,
Do you think they could tell, the Hell in which I dwell?
The love that I hold has no-one under its spell.


So I stay in silence, lips unused, closing eyelids,
Soul a darker shade of blue.


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A collection of ‘Love is…’ Poetry
Giraffe


Love is here!
Love is now!
Got to get my hands on it!
Somehow.


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