"becus" poems - Hello Poetry

Daniel, Waktu panorama nyata cerah merona Aku termenung dungu Malu, cemas tak pernah begini Atau entah pernah namun kulupa Kala aku berlari menuju hilang Cerah itu muncul, kupikir selesai semua Berpapasan sosokmu, membelai pipimu Ku tak becus Yang terasa dijiwa makin bermakna yang ada dihati makin berarti Tak harap lebih berjumpa denganmu Dimimpiku Dipelaminan Atau dirumah kita nanti Rasa cintamu sudah cukup Sungguh, Terima kasih Buatmu, 2017.

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Sep 18, 2017

Sep 18, 2017 at 12:15 PM UTC

novitaolivera

Buat sayangku, Daniel

Daniel, Waktu panorama nyata cerah merona Aku termenung dungu Malu, cemas tak pernah begini Atau entah pernah namun kulupa Kala aku berlari menuju hilang Cerah itu muncul, kupikir selesai semua Berpapasan sosokmu, membelai pipimu Ku tak becus Yang terasa dijiwa makin bermakna yang ada dihati makin berarti Tak harap lebih berjumpa denganmu Dimimpiku Dipelaminan Atau dirumah kita nanti Rasa cintamu sudah cukup Sungguh, Terima kasih Buatmu, 2017.

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I just wanna see if I got it in me if I can keep going and going becus I've been surprising myself With the new things I keep finding out thought I knew all of me some things I knew I was capable of like love with my all haven't did that since well we won't speak of what's gone but that's the whole point I'm here, and understanding me *** we're all lost souls Til we find our way I'm some hippie hopeless romantic made of many galaxies and there's nothing but star dust being blown off my unventured planets Just keep shocking myself and I thought I was finished loving myself but there's more to love than ever before and I couldn't be so thankful for the mistakes I've made in my life *** they've all brought me to this point With still many years to come

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Jan 22, 2014

Jan 22, 2014 at 11:00 AM UTC

key

I kept going.

I just wanna see if I got it in me if I can keep going and going becus I've been surprising myself With the new things I keep finding out thought I knew all of me some things I knew I was capable of like love with my all haven't did that since well we won't speak of what's gone but that's the whole point I'm here, and understanding me *** we're all lost souls Til we find our way I'm some hippie hopeless romantic made of many galaxies and there's nothing but star dust being blown off my unventured planets Just keep shocking myself and I thought I was finished loving myself but there's more to love than ever before and I couldn't be so thankful for the mistakes I've made in my life *** they've all brought me to this point With still many years to come

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what is lft of th towring giants metal skletons tht have grwn brittle wth age but we cnnot retire thm tke them dwn nd let them rst in peace becus we are sure tht as long as the rmaining piecs stay stnding ther is smthing tht can nvr die

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Nov 3, 2012

Nov 3, 2012 at 3:07 PM UTC

allison-rose

steel stcks

what is lft of th towring giants metal skletons tht have grwn brittle wth age but we cnnot retire thm tke them dwn nd let them rst in peace becus we are sure tht as long as the rmaining piecs stay stnding ther is smthing tht can nvr die

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Far out, and beyond, and within, the Diamond Jubilee is the Diamond Sutra. The Diamond Sutra. There were so many moments, back whenever it was, when I would stop and listen to the nothing that corrected itself thru my earbuds-- bloodflow, cloth-blank losers in a wanna-wantnot trance. It was eons in the making. And so am I. What is it you wish to do with your life? Find a happy little wife or a burly, gunsling husband, something to get married to so-as to reinforce the stereotypes? (becus stereotypes are the comfiest thought-houses to live in, hm!) Do you wish for money money and a jobby job with Bishnu arms to paint the 'bigger picture' at quadruple the speed only two hands ever could? I wish for tears! Tears and frustration and suicidal thoughts, with reprieve to mind-explosions every time I see or hear of something beautiful. Something aching and ***** little silver fish crawling in the soup I made with the blood and sweat of all my friends' indifference.

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Apr 13, 2015

Apr 13, 2015 at 10:44 PM UTC

softcomponent

two thousand and twelve

Far out, and beyond, and within, the Diamond Jubilee is the Diamond Sutra. The Diamond Sutra. There were so many moments, back whenever it was, when I would stop and listen to the nothing that corrected itself thru my earbuds-- bloodflow, cloth-blank losers in a wanna-wantnot trance. It was eons in the making. And so am I. What is it you wish to do with your life? Find a happy little wife or a burly, gunsling husband, something to get married to so-as to reinforce the stereotypes? (becus stereotypes are the comfiest thought-houses to live in, hm!) Do you wish for money money and a jobby job with Bishnu arms to paint the 'bigger picture' at quadruple the speed only two hands ever could? I wish for tears! Tears and frustration and suicidal thoughts, with reprieve to mind-explosions every time I see or hear of something beautiful. Something aching and ***** little silver fish crawling in the soup I made with the blood and sweat of all my friends' indifference.

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Let me set you down Show why you why I've been a bad girl now. Hormones chemically imbalanced But extremely high in one area I need some focus Some concentration set on me I'mma be all the way selfish I just want you To physically feel your Hands, glide smoothly down my sides Push open my thighs Make my throbs cry. Eyes, glued to pink flesh Let me feed you, give you this plate Smoother your mouth into it Remind you how it tastes. Supple ******* ready for your tongue dance This is all that's in my thoughts. Linked to every neuron, bring me euphoria. Engulfed by my walls, every stroke is deeper I'm your light, you're literally my dark Kiss me hard and squeeze my *** Oh God, **** me like I'm your last Don't put any thinking into it Just do it. If you need to act to make it way I don't care Becus I'm being selfish anyways

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Mar 4, 2016

Mar 4, 2016 at 5:02 PM UTC

key

Selfish

Let me set you down Show why you why I've been a bad girl now. Hormones chemically imbalanced But extremely high in one area I need some focus Some concentration set on me I'mma be all the way selfish I just want you To physically feel your Hands, glide smoothly down my sides Push open my thighs Make my throbs cry. Eyes, glued to pink flesh Let me feed you, give you this plate Smoother your mouth into it Remind you how it tastes. Supple ******* ready for your tongue dance This is all that's in my thoughts. Linked to every neuron, bring me euphoria. Engulfed by my walls, every stroke is deeper I'm your light, you're literally my dark Kiss me hard and squeeze my *** Oh God, **** me like I'm your last Don't put any thinking into it Just do it. If you need to act to make it way I don't care Becus I'm being selfish anyways

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aku kembali gagal- mungkin manusia sepertiku tidak layak merasakan cinta, bagaimana bisa harapan indah hilang begitu saja? aku kembali gagal- layaknya ditampar, oh tuhan! apakah anda tidak ingin aku memiliki cinta? aku kembali gagal- pergilah katanya, memang sepertinya hamba tidak cukup becus untuk merasakan cinta.

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May 7, 2022

May 7, 2022 at 11:02 AM UTC

FavianWiratno

Gagal.

aku kembali gagal- mungkin manusia sepertiku tidak layak merasakan cinta, bagaimana bisa harapan indah hilang begitu saja? aku kembali gagal- layaknya ditampar, oh tuhan! apakah anda tidak ingin aku memiliki cinta? aku kembali gagal- pergilah katanya, memang sepertinya hamba tidak cukup becus untuk merasakan cinta.

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