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"heartly" poems
Bring to me a strong *** By which my soul's sorrow will be forgot: Filled with an ****** divine So that Woman may be driven from my mind. For I no longer want This stream inspiring a heartly haunt, That once flows will not stop 'Til my heart's blood drains to its last drop, And so drained, then breaks. Leaves me with an art held for its own sake. So bring me forth this draught, Deepest as ever one from Lethe quaffed. From my broken heart charm This fair Image of the earth's Fairest Form That ever my heart has held, That ever my reveling heart has swelled. Alas, seems never shall be My mind's eye, my heart, my soul ever free Of this tort'rous torment. Left with naught to do, only lament. Away I cannot chase The mind numbing beauty of her face. 'Tis all in vain it seems For such a draught appears only in my dreams. My sight did so invest, Bringing damning pain abreast. No longer can delight Be brought forth from sights seen in any light. Had she only known how My heart, once free, only beat for her now And with but a smile Assuaged that murd'rous pain but for a while I would then know relief, That most bittersweet pain, the "joy of grief."
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Jan 28, 2013
Jan 28, 2013 at 11:17 PM UTC
Everything Forgotten is Never Truly Forgot
Shy cup of Latte 🍵 Shy cup of Latte, savor of mine Sat with ease as unto a regal saucer-- Upon my heart's amber throne Hearth to a grandeur sublime That trembles the first bright gleamer, Of the early morning sun. Portions enchanting proceed-- From your pearl purple scepter Bade on high, Onto lofty summits of lovesome regard, To reign my walls for ages untold, As Empress to a citadel ever yours Violet petals doth my path carpet Gracing my careful fervor stroll-- Onwards, Upward To the edge of your sweet repose, By the smooth rims, encircling Your gently steaming streams of splendid love In a bid to peck a sip so healing-- Kiss your froth in heartly devotion As unto a ring queenly royal, Of she whom upon my love delights, Let mine soul be merry in this stead, With its essence to joy in this blessing Ringing spurts of gratitude-- and whispers of promise I sound in chime to myself "I, then -- Be an endless song To which I ever call for her hand in dance." She, then -- Be my heaven-vested cistern My shy cup of latte A fountain cup so sweet It never ceases to pour.
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Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 5:06 PM UTC
Shy Cup of Latte
It's february, The month of love Where cupid hits couples With his heartly arrow. Couples everywhere, Dating anywhere, Having fun here and there, I wish I had one like theirs. It's Valentines day, It's February, It's the couples month! Sadly, I got no one.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 5:53 PM UTC
It's February
The bright sky, Provides life for those. Who have the heart to love. Frozen in this world, I can only crawl. Crawling to your guiding eyes. The rays of light, That make thy heart beat. Faster than the speed of light. You are my rising sun, You are the light that guides the way. You are the key to my hearts desire. The one I should mate. The sky has become overpowering. With your every glance. I can see us together. In each other's arms. You are my rising sun, You are my heartly guide. Forever and Ever. The Fire and Ice will collide. Under... The Rising Sun.
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Sep 12, 2014
Sep 12, 2014 at 1:25 PM UTC
The Rising Sun
My spirit is chained down A caged monster Unable to break free From the prison I built In blind attempts to flee Imprisoned by my coward'ness A slave to my fears In the darkest of nights The shadows hide my tears Victim to my own crimes Truths which I can't deny For as much as I push my demons away At the end, on them I rely Nights hold no compassion Lay I, Tortured by what is done Within the courtyard of my mind Countless laps I run My heart may once have been fire But those flames have surely perished In the ashes of those ill-spoken Rest true hearts Beside those who are broken Even in pure unforgiving silence Torment is never far from sight Eluding heartly conversations But in my arms at the end of the night Thoughts are slaughtered by lost memories My mind owns no rest Enslaved to my demons causing a vacancy in my chest
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Aug 3, 2015
Aug 3, 2015 at 6:30 AM UTC
That What Has Not Escaped Is Imprisoned
On a cold night He drowses a side of road Heartly praying to God with silence Next day , with gastric band in stomach Endless umpteen tears in eyes Rambles all around Making melancholy melody He eats and breaths poverty And overdose leads to the ***** of death...
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Nov 19, 2017
Nov 19, 2017 at 6:54 AM UTC
Starvation
'Yes life is a hell But don't worry my dear I am here to hear u 'said HP ' Thanks but I don't want to pour out everything as this may disturb someone's positivity ' I replied ' Do you think so ? ' HP asked ' Mm ... But I am wrong I think because more than repost I got comments which tells that we are here for you ' I murmured. ' so I think , now you got my point !' Said HP with a smile ' ya HP I got u !! ' replied with a heartly smile..
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Feb 15, 2018
Feb 15, 2018 at 1:14 PM UTC
Chit chat of Me and Hp
Girl who Amaze to be an Admirable Reckoning Seasons of Change.. If Lost in the Valley of Dark, Will Find her Blooming in the Middle as a Shinning Dew.. Eyes are an Irresistible Invitation to Forget the Frozen time that Happens to Black Out.. Feel's the taste of Sweet Melts, When she Reminds of her Blissful Smile.. She moves like a Breeze of an Autumn Goddess, That may Floresence the Heartly Harvest... Her Presence Directs to be the Indirect light of Vibrant Colors that Glows at the Dwindle Lights.. Makes the one to feel as a Special Soul, If Walked Along with her for Miles Apart All through the Fading Winters.. Blessed are the One's who Finds her to be the Girl of Changeling..
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Apr 13, 2019
Apr 13, 2019 at 5:08 PM UTC
"The Girl Of Changeling"
The secrets of the heart oh only do I know, for deep down from in my soul oh do I heartly cry. The pain of a broken heart I can not bare and lonely days as I grow older because of your own selfish ways. The secrets of the heart my words flow like milk and honey. The life of a poet and writer is a lonely one but it is also a calling and avocation.
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Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 9:11 PM UTC
The Secrets of The Heart
For seconds, for minutes. For hours, for days. I have been waiting for you, For so long since this stopwatch stopped ticking, since so long you had left me here. Anticipating the things you and I not ready with. Requited feelings and mixed emotions. Requited sense of belonging. Yet while waiting for you, Which took me days, weeks, months and years to figure out why am I singing the song which I myself never knew the lyrics of, yet somehow I like it. Yet somehow we are meant to be together in the way words can't express the true meaning of it heartly fullily without any guilt. But lastly, I asked myself, will it be worth it?
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Aug 4, 2014
Aug 4, 2014 at 11:48 AM UTC
Hold onto Faith
Frazzled is how he stood I smiled and laughed whole heartly The moment came to its end
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May 23, 2016
May 23, 2016 at 2:02 AM UTC
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One thing I sort of learned... is that people will accept you for your weird crap you don't have to learn to survive on your own and force yourself to be alone for "survival" life's crazy especially so am I and I'm slowly coming to myself everyday I'm facing obstacles that scare me like running in public or something and I'm learning how to embrace every part of me ...you hear that I'm LEARNING meaning i'm subjecting myself for change this time i'm open and i'm not forcing myself i'm just sitting in my relaxing wooden boat floatin through life, the rocks, the waterfalls, the beautiful caves, the creatures.... I am aware of our broken world but in a way it being broken things being broken allows for growth for strength and without obstacles and crap that i've stepped in... I would've never came to the realization of where I stand I would still be that girl living for the world but miserable inside or idk other way around but like I said i'm a soul with traits that some people classify as weird I just classify them as me and I'm working on the embracement day to day not mentally but "heartly" emotionally lol but yeah i'm a human being with my fair share of **** like everyone else in this world i'm slowly finding out the things that make me happy the things that **** me off and ya know...things but i'm a soul... and i gotta give it to myself
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Jan 1, 2015
Jan 1, 2015 at 2:36 AM UTC
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