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Luís Jun 2019
Neste dia a minha lamuria tem dois metros,
O meu amor é este fragil ramo.
A minha vida é esta cadeira.

Neste dia ponho-me a cima da vida.
pois o momento de atar a minha lamuria ao meu fragil amor chegou.
Assim tenho um bilhete só de ida
Com esta atitude pontapeio a vida
a minha lamuria estica,
pois ela assim me farta
e a minha ultima esperança é que o meu fragil amor não se parta.


On this day my grief is six feet long,
My love is this fragile branch.
My life is this chair.

On this day I put myself on top of life.
For the moment of tying my whining to my weak love has come.
So I have a one-way ticket
With this attitude I kick life...
my grief stretches,
for she's making me sick of it.
and my last hope is that my fragile love won't break.
FallenInTorment Oct 2012
Alone. Always alone.
Feeding on the souls of the fallen.
Watching the weak crumble, like paper.
The hearts of the unloved are black and bleeding.
And the shadows of all that is dark, awakens.
Fragil, hopeless, innocent, and broken.
We are all alike, but not one of us can compare
to the desperate creature, the insidious stranger,
killing all which is pure and luring us into the arms
of a fatal sickness, such a deadly parasite.
Jaimee Michelle May 2013
You came out of no where
I hadn't been searching for someone like your
Nor did it ever cross my mind you'd become such a big part of my life
Because of that I'm forever changed, but it's far from all good

I met you during a dark time
Where liars, thieves and users waited in the wings
I didn't expect much from you, but the more we saw each other the more we started to grow
I'd found a friendship that I wasn't even looking for, of thought existed at this point

You were clean, honest and fun
The stories you shared we're real
In some I could physically feel your pain
But, a smile forever on your face to keep pushing forward
I found it refreshing

I found myself trying to think like you
Seek guidance from you and tell you things but then see them through your eyes
I never thought you could tell a lie
You always seemed so blunt, so real
Honesty that I yearned for after being lied to so many times
Even when things felt shaky I forced myself to believe you told no lies
At least to me
A best friend, my best friend even with my demons...

But, we know that just isn't true
You aren't even honest with yourself
You're everything to everyone
Make promises with no intend to keep, oh and endless excuses falling at my feet
You're a fake
No where near the sophisticated and nature vibe you try to put out there
You may not be as bad as them, but your ability to feel you never need to own anything has taken its toll on me
You've taken you're toll on me

I don't want this to be the outcome
I hate to think of you as one of them
Knowing my heart was fragil but having toyed with anyway
It will break me to lose trust in another friend
Especially, one whose seen me on my darkest of days

Can we fix it?
Are there things I'm not understanding to lead me to feel so betrayed?
Am I over reacting to situations between us?
I know I can be as stubborn as a brick wall
And spiteful on purpose..
But only when I feel threatened do these claws come out
The more I think
The worse it gets...

If we don't talk soon, it'll all explode in my head and there won't be anything left
Just ashes of a bridge burned
Because, you also don't like to budge or admit fault and accept blame, no matter how balatant it is

I found you on accident
A kinda best friend I never thought I'd have
Am I going to lose you with no fight?
Only tears shed??
I can only ask and reach out so many time before it becomes a game

A game of tag
I'm always it
Always chasing love and acceptance
You weren't supposed to be the way
I don't want to play but if we must......

Tag, you're it
Lamp light glows through drops of resin

Trapped life in heavy honey

Honey  that flowed from ancient trees


Your pale finger touches the smooth

surface of soft stone


Eons of treasure in cased in sap;

into our brief tomorrows

you wear these  fragil jewels...



The drops of resin like you

preserved forever in a beautiful

magic from the past...Rarefied
KMC@2011
Hal Loyd Denton Nov 2011
Within The Heart Of The Rose

The blush enfolds the richest glosamor at the tip of your fingers that’s where the wonder lingers but
thats just the outward adorning go within to depths go beyound the veil you have ventured into nature’s
sacred dwelling cool night mysteries rest until the suns warmth leaves a fragrant excited exposoion that
ever so gently wafs into the consiscus vessitudes that draw a myrid reponses the creeking tree over the
vale this loving tale decribes its host ultimate tender nature so fragil a degign with pedels that there
greatest strength seems to be in the pixel colors they produce tilted forever in spectaculars arraying the
gradual play of light ever so softly engages delightful excitement would I speak of love then I must call
your name nothinng else is so fitting spill forth emotional waves they trully never languish they would
only slightly touch the water suface then from this enrichment go forth speaking all that lovers
demand and long for it trully resides in the heart of a Rose
Allania Berkey Jan 2014
You're breath on my neck,
It replays in my head everyday.
Your whispers, they taunt me.
Your heart lies.
The softness and clarity of your lips on my chest,
Leave me restlesss,
Aching for more.
To be a fool
Or to be sane,
That is the question.
Our bodys intertwind,
But to afriad to truly touch.
The heart frolics with the mind ,
Leaving both fragil,
Weak.
To be a fool,
That's the question.
The breath which you leak, isolates my heart,
And manipluates my mind,
To foolishness.
To be a fool,
A fool to love you.
mads Feb 2013
I am done,
You have seen me
Unravel,
Wilt
And shrivel.
No longer a flower
But forever bound to your garden.

I apologise  for peeling your eyes back
And letting them burn as they watch me suffer.
I never meant to be your trigger,
I never meant to pull the trigger
On your fragil stability.

I wish, I wish
You didn't have to watch me die.

I'm done. I'm done.
***
Viper Feb 2011
like the snow flakes that fall from heaven above

each flake is unique just like each time we fall in love

it starts out as something small that gos undetected

while it grows more visible but not enough to be protected

floating on the wind it begins to take its beautiful form

when it reaches you it may go unoticed, or may comsume you like a storm

you can handle it, though making it last will be the true test of your will

with something so delicate and fragil maintianing it takes great care and skill

so when you finally have love so much like a snow flake in the palm of your hand

take the time to inspect and see it for all it's beauty and I think you'll understand

slowly as it melts and fades away from your view

these things were not meant to last  and theres not much we can do

nothing so wonderful will last forever even if we hold on tight

so enjoy the moment no matter if it last weeks, days or just one night
copyright/Viper 2011
Damaged Aug 2012
Why do you insist on doing this to me?
Hurting me over and over again.
Was my love not enough?
I was always the one who never gave up on you,
though I had a million reasons to.
I guess I just knew that somewhere inside you there was a fragil boy.
Someone who was at the edge of a clif ready to jump.
Reaching out for anyone to hold onto to.
So I grabbed you and didnt let go,
and I still dont want to.
But now you insist that I let go.
Let go of all the memories, talks, stories.
Everything.
But I cant, every day it haunts me.
If you really want me to let go, then Ill have to leave this place.
Say goodbye.
Slip into the darkness of nothingness.
If you insist.
val Feb 2019
pouring rain
falling down
your cheeks

cleaning up
every bit
of sadness
left
in your
fragil heart
KellzKitty Mar 2015
Don't assume you can pick a rose without being bit by the thorns
You picked me because of my beauty
You picked me because of my aoura
You picked me because of my kindness
You picked me because of who I am
But you assumed
You assumed id be okay with whatever you did
You assumed I wouldn't mind what you said
You assumed I didnt get jealous
You assumed I trusted you 100 percent
You assumed I wouldn't speak up
You assumed I wouldn't take a stand
Well I gave you plenty of warnings
I told you to stop talking about her
I told you not to compare me to her
I told you that I don't like  the topic of her
I tried opening up but you got offended
Now you scream at me because our relationship has ended
I saw her pictures on your phone
The kissy faces
The low shirt
The blonde hair on her head being held up by her arm
The bright red lipstick
The big eyes
I saw it all
I saw enough
Then you over reacted
Then you dropped my hand
Then you got mad at me
Then you left me with your friend
Then you made me cry
And now you dare ask why?
Well don't assume that im a fragil little flower
Because I'm a woman who has power
Dont assume you can pick a rose without being bit by the thorns
Natalka Sep 2013
STAY AWAY FROM MY HEART**

It is fragil
it is dying
don't you dare think of taking it
of stealing it

I have changed every lock
and swallowed every key
because I told you I loved you
and now you are still gone

The day you left.
I ate my words that day.
Actually bit down,
chewed them,
swallowed them and
felt them
slide down my throat like glass
until they were so broken and damaged
there was no possible way
of those words could
rearrange
and
repair themselves enough
to be spoken.

The pain is all I feel
I feel empty
and lost
and it will not be fixed
Holden Craig Jul 2014
I dreamt of your fragil face tonight
The same skinny way it was when you were mine
Your grip on reality frightened me
You lost yourself in your calories
I hooked you up to your feeding machine
It wouldn't leave me alone, it wouldn't let me be
On and off it beeped and beeped
The alarm so high pitched, echoed, like your screaming

Nothing I did was good enough for you
Coffee was too difficult
Eggs was all I could do
I sang to you our song, chew, chew...
I am a bag of wind
Blowing meaningless sense into you
You dropped your cigarette, stepped, crushing, ashes
The same you did to me, throwing, mashes, crashes

I treated you like royalty
You deserved the best
On your death bed again
Varying on the wish that your small life would end
Why did you leave me?
When I needed you most
It was a tragic ending
I won't see you again

I listen to the sirens
File at my house
They remind me of your feeding tube
Why did you rip it out?
I'm hiding in my neighbors tree
I need some hope, don't find me please
Eventually, I could describe you as this tree
Never to be the same again, never to love me
One of my favorites
DAVID Feb 2017
el pliegue erogeno,
la piel deseada, y el deseo
en mi mente

camino entre los hombres,
con tu piel en mi mente, la dorada
verdad que emana de ti.

en tus ojos la calma de saberte amada,
deseada, y en tu cuerpo, y en tu mente,

la hermosa veracidad, y el juego
erotico, languido y sensual,
de mirarte a los ojos.

sentir la paz, que emana de
tu cuerpo, el balsamo, pleno
de tu delicada figura, van conmigo.

y la plena ensoñacion, se,
vuelve verdad, en tus ojos,
de leona.

besar tu cuerpo, y abrazarlo en silencio,
hermosa y serena, insegura, fragil
y salvaje, adorada.

cada desicion, no nos separa, nos une
aun mas, sigue tu alma , tu corazon.

en tus ojos y en tu cuerpo, esta mi
ferozidad perdida, y en tu pliegue erogeno,
mi deseo y devocion.

oh leona de montaña, eres la paz, el deseo,
y la serenidad, que me hace fuerte, sereno,
humano, en paz.

en tus ojos y en tu pecho, la bella y dulce tonada,
que arrulla mis sueños, en silencio.

lejos de haber perdido tiempo y vida,
solo preambulos, antes de tu calma, y tu bella
inseguridad.

y en mi mente tus ojos, tu piel,
tu presencia, firme segura, hermosa y
paciente.

y tu aparente fragilidad, es contrastada
con la belleza de tus ojos de leona
de montaña.
unfinished
JD Feb 2016
It's funny, how fast light is,
Passing by as if time had stopped itself.
spreading everywhere on everything in a brightness.
It's the only thing that can split the dark from the inside out.

It's warm,
It's beautiful,
And, it's a feeling of being safe.

Although, when everything seems so great,
Light still keeps on moving
Kinda of in the blink of an eye
It leads back to the dark.

I believe people have a way of spreading there own kind of light
Yet, we're more fragil.

People have a way to bring
warmth,
Love,
And that feeling of just being safe.

Only it's easier to break a bulb
Then it is to make one.
It can always be replace
But, it will shine a bit differently.

So really take a look at what brightens up your day
Because, before you know it,

It's gone,
It's cold,
And you feel alone.
K603 Feb 2016
My skin fragil and smooth
Muscles toned and tight
Stretched over bone
My heart it beats

Fast and hard
You lay beside me
You tear at my skin
Down threw the skin and bone
My muscle is no threat
You go right threw that

Deep to my heart
Once there you collect
I'm trying so hard to let you in
Ellyn k Thaiden Oct 2016
I'm never one thing
Constantly moving
Constantly changing

Constantly high
That's the only stable thing

I'm going to be twenty in a month
And I don't think I can make it much longer

This isn't so much of a poem
It's more of a ramble
Of my thoughts
That I can't say out loud
Because no one is listening

Lately the universe has been
Making me feel insignificant
And fragil
And idiotic
And all around depressed

I mean nothing
I am nothing
We all mean nothing

If we were to all die
Go extinct
The sun would still eventually die
New galaxies will be born
And I'm sure there is other life
Just waiting to destroy their homes
And taint their waters
And **** their vegetation

Nothing matters
At least not in my life time

Guess that's all I've got to say
Me senti completa
Te mostre mi lado mas fragil
Sin ninguna mascara
Feliz, explosiva, triste, misteriosa
Sincera
Pues contigo
Dejarse llevar fue natural
Recien se encendia la llama
Y tu decides apagarla?
Tu y yo nos ivamos a incendiar
A que le tienes miedo?
Dices que no es lo correcto
Pero que lo es?
Estas lleno de excusas
El miedo nos arranca de tantas oportunidades
Y que crees?
El miedo jamas se ir
Hay que arriesgarse
Si, te viy a herir
O quiza tu a mi
Pero asi como pasa lo malo
Tambien lo bueno vendra
Y quiza yo sea la ecepcion
Lo llegastes a pensar?
Tengo el kit para reconstruirte
O almenos
Para darte pedazos de mi y acompletarte
Las puertas de mi alma,
Abiertas estan
Por si decides volver
Pero quiza
No por siempre
Todo es un proceso
Ojala si no vuelves
Te encuentres
Sanes
Y te reconstruyas dia con dia
Cuidate
Mr Xelle Dec 2016
Calling myself from a mirror I can't hear what I'm saying I'm too fragil in disguise. Ringing ..it's finally ringing in my head that Ima have to make a decision one day and it terrifies my soulless emphasis ways, having a conversation with Godless taste drinking down my lustful place I picked up the call to my own heartbeat
Nazanin Mar 2018
The circle of despair has begun to spin.
And I'm a tiny fragil thing
Placed above it
As its perimeter gets full of shiny little pins.
It spins
It spins
It spins
And the circle turns red.
Keith W Fletcher Oct 2023
...Something so familiar
seemed to be hanging
just outside my periphery...
like an annoying honey bee
Suddenly I popped up
from a languid moment
of heat driven exhaustion....
knowing something
had to be done.
So I grabbed my official hat
out my office door I...hobbled along  
due...to... my left leg being asleep
"wake up you fool"
I muttered as I angled
past the front desk
where
that new deputy stood playing on some little box
"Is that an IPOD?"
No sir! what's an Ipod ?
never mind
just keep people off that bridge
till I return and tell you different! Is that clear?
Yes sir Danial...uhhh chief ...!
Good now get going.

I got to go talk to the D. A.
then out I went to the most oppressive sept heat seen in decades

"NO! No way! That's not possible!"
You think so...? the chief asked
well just look out there in the streets.
Where are the kids-
home studying for school when it's still 2 days away?
Raymond Frazer D.A. for Upton county + 2 more back in the hill country.
"I am...de...
doodlytermined
so you coming?
"Yeah chief...but just to prove you...
can't and won't
overstep your authority."
And who would determine that? Judge.... Willoughby?well let's go see what he has to say then.
If you can get him
to approve your overreach
I won't say another word!

Hello Judge my dispatcher call you?
"Yes. She did and ,I must say...lunch?sure ,but it sounds like a walk down memory land lane
We might as well! gonna get some good bbq and cold beer out on the hiway.
10 minutes.
We will pick you up
after you get done with Betty Lou

oh and write this on a sheet of of cardboard and post it. .*** the judge chuckled
be there to pick you up in a jif.

Who's Betty Lou? And where we going now?
Find that Deputy of mine give him a special assignment.

County ordinance or 2
So ....
Technically
we were trespassers
By all truth of right, wrong or law...but
No harm meant by the rules
we bent
MAYBE...
Telling too many seemed the major flaw


That overbearing, solar flaring, heat streak
summer of desperation turned inspiration
When seeing people instead of watching people
Gave me different ways of creating separation

From what I see and what I'm shown
What I'm told and what it is
I actually hear
What I say and what I truly believe
And how somethings really are...just as they appear

Amazingly enough this cyber shift implosion
Crashed thru the outer me
careening around within my fragile core
While crouching down in a clump of bushes
Staring into caramel brown eyes of a girl...who was
Just as naked as me

It blew through town back then  like a hot dry wind on a July day
When people were melting like long stick candles   bowing
like an emissary to a King
In any window where the aftenoon sun shines bright
As it is
magnified...like the stupid cruel rumor

A rumor that a farmer broke a water main while plowing

Literally what else would it take to break
That fragil overbearingly irriatatingly ******* monotony
that held the midwest
American small towns dying summer that
year
a near-death grip
Except.... maybe...if
the rumor had
turned out to be phony

The trail of misfit cars, pickups, motorcycles rolling North
must have looked like the jailbreak/ carnival parade it was...that
seemed to gather stragglers like a magnet gathers iron filings
Soon on saddle bank road 120+ kids
Naked and as innocent in the fact...
That one might think that today was the day
they were born and in some ways...
they were! Fully fledged
in exodus
from the womb
of pure monotonous ladened
claustrophobic morality... have way to languished hedonistic daydreams

Static groups of slow-melting apparitions
Unaware uninspired unintended refugees
Of homes...
of family...
and abject boredom
of that sad summer of high petrol- low crude performance and
Summer jobs never blooming and now... add a drought.

As the final Saturday wilted on the absentee mind
Before the Monday rises to drag them back in...
...to the ritualized killing of all who found
The looming tedium  of lessons and tests
unbearably cruel to have school begin its pull
Without ever even having a glimpse
Of the dying ghost
of a summer break that never was.

Until...that steady drone
rose from a distance
Those 90cc pistons
spitting hope as its frantic echo
Seemed
to somehow announce
from 3 miles away
"help he's killing me!"

Razer was making that hybrid bike scream
then...right down main he came shouting thunderously
But to no avail...
....as every word
unheard...
undecipherable

"...daughter shake
bigganake
common shop..." was the word that ppl heard....

...then it died
PISTON ROD took off over the barbershop
Headed for the moon

Razer stood over the smoking carcus
Spit on it ...kicked it... then saluted it ...
Before saying hey common nowz its flowing and growing
Quicker than quick ...
and that was how summer came to a glorious end.

with a ten acres puddle
Water spraying 30 ft high and by gawd we took to it like
butter to hot biscuits.
until that is
the cops arrived!

And we all run to hide.
.. so here's where
I started this tale

Shhh.. I said
to this *******
beside me
Flesh-colored and glistening ...
We better stay put
you know...
... till it calms down
Hey!  I don't believe I've ever seen you around...the town before...
do you live here... in Braeden  I mean?

We just moved here
she said.
Hi, I'm Joy-Ann Hope
And she surely was at that!
  forever  ...well
Until I changed her last name and she became Joy-Ann PAYNE.
HEY IM NOT TO BLAME
9 MONTHS  later we
met a little girl
named Summer Dawn Payne!

We know all that Daniel...but you cannot expect us...the DA and Chief judge ..not to mention members of the school board and...
Shut that up Judge Willoughby...
and be Mickey Willoughby and Ray Ray ...not D.A.Frazier for a second so you can remember.
Think back 38 yrs and how that line of dried out ,dusty, forlorn kids suddenly came alive that day ...the horns honking, bicycle tires spinning and Ol Joey P ...rest his soul on that horse of his as it clattered along the concrete and clopped by the lead car by galloping along the grass shoulder.
Beat us all to the puddle and I will never forget what we saw when we got close
Him and the mare neck deep ...ha haha ha Yes. Joey P and Nantucket Grey were good people. Rest in peace old friends.

Okay ...the heck with it say the judge mickey to the sad moment of revered silence ...I'm about ready to retire and as I recall that day now I realize 1 thing
Crystal effen clear now
I saw Mary Hortons ...uhh Who that day..and that I somehow got old.
I'm sold Chief ...Sorry, Daniel what do we do?
Well Ray Ray County DA what do you not have to say now?

Just Question guys...shall we go get a tractor or sledge hammers?

Oh come on guys this is the 21 century and I am chief of police with ... well army surplus courtesy
of the fed gov and everything we said we would fix when we got "growed up"
Maybe today we help the next gen or two know what freedom really feels like.
Ray .. call the sheriff " little Bobbie Jones " and tell him
- and them-
to stay the f away.
Judges order.  
Hope wins again.
wn
Nienke Nov 6
no te merecen
mi flor
si no te ven
ven
y sabras
que es aprecio

el mundo no
no esta hecho para flores
fragil como satin
frio sinfin
dolor
no expresado

toma ya
mi mano, flor
que vamos
al campo
lejano
donde pertenecemos

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