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"familliar" poems
Groggy, awoken by a harsh tone unsympathetic to the delicate state in which my mind remains half clutching, memorizing the calm A fragile existence built to long upon lust and desires buried so far below natural thought unnaturally woven into undetermined projections The eyes and smile and picture of you so familliar then The electricity pulsating through touch the lyrics sung on the tip of my tongue caressed carefully by consciousness hidden by greed of selfishness that you are mine I am yours But artificial yellows dank and austere swell before me which pale in comparison to golden hues of fog employed to haunt and taunt the waking memory fragmenting a joyful slumber into only a few definable visions where you remain
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Mar 13, 2013
Mar 13, 2013 at 10:36 PM UTC
Awoken
snow fell on my city and the grey clouds streched aross the sky's i sit inside drinking the tea of memories oh how they taste good i'll walk out later with my friend around the city we will go on the snow we will walk on the train we will ride will i see familliar faces walking around? who knows i bet the snow as hidden everyone from me i'll sit inside as i watch the snow and my mind will melt will the storie go on or will end it a dramatic pause? and never to resume again... i hope the snow doesn't freeze our storie footprints will be left in the snow just mine will be there i suposse i'll wait for spring when eveything will bloom bloom bloom
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Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 1:07 PM UTC
"Je manque ton touche terriblement"
Farewell now, peaceful dales, farewell to Familliar hilltops that I call to Farwell, familliar wood nearby, Farwell, the beauty of the sky, Farewell, glad nature that I cherish; I am exchanging my dear peace For noisey, glittering vanities... Farewell my freedom that must persih! Whither and wherefore do I strive? What can I hope for in this life?
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Oct 17, 2020
Oct 17, 2020 at 5:04 AM UTC
Farwell, youthful country life
You were tiny, when we brought you home. Just a ball of fluff that we claimed as our own. You were full of life and happiness You were no stranger to making a mess!!! Oh boy we're you naughty, always in trouble! But that didn't matter, you were part of our bubble. We watched you grow bigger every day, Never any doubt, that you were here to stay. 8 years later, it's not really that long!? It's like you've always been here, Like the familliar tune of a favourite song. Two weeks go by, you are not yourself. Something is wrong, we are trying to help! It could be this, it could be that, we will figure it out, we will get you back! You're not eating, you wont get up, that's not normal, wheres our big pup? Have a scan, find the problem Whatever it is we'll find a solution. One phone call later, from the vet. Changes everything, we've lost the bet. It all happened so quickly This wasn't the plan!!! Your the ronster monster Our mundy man. No "happy bark" greetings as we walk through the door, no tripping over you, as you sleep soundly on the floor. Feeding time is easier now, almost stress free! But I'd give up that in a millisecond to have you back here with me!!!!! I guess it's just down to time now, to make this easier on our hearts. I just wish we had you here for longer, or could go back to the start! One thing for sure, you will never be forgotten, we won't let your memory fade away, our naughty ronnii rotten!!!!! RIP Ronnii, Safeharbour Patrick Swayze. 16/01/2011 to 16/10/2019. Be safe at rainbow Bridge, until we meet again my giant furry slobber friend. F. U. Cancer!!!!!!!!
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Nov 10, 2019
Nov 10, 2019 at 10:21 PM UTC
Ronnii
You were tiny, when we brought you home. Just a ball of fluff that we claimed as our own. You were full of life and happiness You were no stranger to making a mess!!! Oh boy we're you naughty, always in trouble! But that didn't matter, you were part of our bubble. We watched you grow bigger every day, Never any doubt, that you were here to stay. 8 years later, it's not really that long!? It's like you've always been here, Like the familliar tune of a favourite song. Two weeks go by, you are not yourself. Something is wrong, we are trying to help! It could be this, it could be that, we will figure it out, we will get you back! You're not eating, you wont get up, that's not normal, wheres our big pup? Have a scan, find the problem Whatever it is we'll find a solution. One phone call later, from the vet. Changes everything, we've lost the bet. It all happened so quickly This wasn't the plan!!! Your the ronster monster Our mundy man. No "happy bark" greetings as we walk through the door, no tripping over you, as you sleep soundly on the floor. Feeding time is easier now, almost stress free! But I'd give up that in a millisecond to have you back here with me!!!!! I guess it's just down to time now, to make this easier on our hearts. I just wish we had you here for longer, or could go back to the start! One thing for sure, you will never be forgotten, we won't let your memory fade away, our naughty ronnii rotten!!!!! RIP Ronnii, Safeharbour Patrick Swayze. 16/01/2011 to 16/10/2019. Be safe at rainbow Bridge, until we meet again my giant furry slobber friend. F. U. Cancer!!!!!!!!
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it's like when i saw you i had woken up from a dream only to realize everything that came before was a nightmare
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Apr 18, 2014
Apr 18, 2014 at 8:23 AM UTC
familliar
I want to get lost, stumble into a place of unkown. I'll look around and see nothing, correction nothing that's familliar to me. My heart will race, no sentence I mumble to myself will sound right. On my left I'll see a pairs of bodies, they're all lifeless but smiles are plastered on their faces. On my right I'll see you, looking up I follow your gaze and my eyes thread together in confusion I do see something pale moonlight and stars splashed across a midnight canvas. I'll ask what we're doing here, you'll reply, "We're lost my dear, just like you wanted to be"
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Dec 7, 2013
Dec 7, 2013 at 7:03 PM UTC
Lost
The burning feeling in my stomach calms me. I don't even mind. You have been my friend for years. Feeling myself starving makes me feel alive. The crawling under my skin. Too familliar. I'm in control of my destiny, or am I? My body is disappering and I don't care. Do I live or die? It's up to me. My old friend. I haven't seen you in awhile. All the years we've spent together, makes me feel close to you once again. Do we go down together this time? I don't care as long as you're with me. You're the only one who never leaves. With you by my side I'd do anything. Even destroying myself in the process.
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Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 11:47 AM UTC
Burning sense of freedom
I don't know what you do But you kind words Always give me a smile I don't know who you are Yet I look foward To every poem I don't know why You leave a those comments But I do know That I'm thankful that you do
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Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 10:43 PM UTC
Familliar Stranger