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Tintin Sep 2014
Pulling the strings a puppet helplessy dances
it's heart dried and shrivled up
the appleaing sparkle in its eye long gone

expecting nothing but perfection, like a  antique doll
brung out only for show
then forced back into confinement

Heart not acknowledged
brain dead
numbness, the only sensation
that is not yet gone

Stuck living in a world
where  children
are just mere dolls
Nathansha Dilip Sep 2017
I hear the ghosts of forgotten memories  singing me rhymes
Ryhymes narrating temporary love
And phony  smiles.
I feel the breeze pulling me towards the graves of desire and honesty
Killed by inhuman deadlines and insatiable responsibilities.
I listen to the waves rant over all the pain which finds its way to the shore
The sorrow gazing towards infinity, helplessy in search of second chances and welcoming doors.
But hush! i hear a knock, a silent reminder from my routine
Calling me back to reality, devilishly, snatching away my moment of ephiphany
Keshia21lb Aug 2020
Love is not wanting to go anywhere without her.
Love is not caring what other people think about
the two of you. Love is when you feel depressed
and sickly when you’re not with her. You feel like
your life has no meaning or purpose without her.
And that if she wasn’t holding your hand you
would float away to heaven from where she
came. Love is caring for her physically and
emotionally. It’s telling her everyday, anytime,
anywhere, anyhow, for no just reason that you
love her. Love is telling her u want to spend the
rest of your life with her. Love is wanting to
marry her even tho ya’ll haven’t been dating that
long. That you would do anything and everything
for her. It’s the feeling that you would give up
everything just to see her smile or look into her
beautiful eyes or hear her soft, soothing voice.
Love is pure happiness. Love is the feeling you
get when all you have to do is think of her and it
brings a smile to your face and a yourning to
your heart. Love is not being able to think about
nething but her. Love is having the sweetest
dreams about her and waking up with a smile on
ur face. Love is an overwelming feeling of pure
bliss when the 2 of u kiss. Love is wanting to hold
her in ur arms till the end of time. Love is
wishing ur time with her never ends, that your
lips would be locked together forever, that she’d
be in ur arms till the end of time, that u could
cuddle with her for all of eternity. Love is being
helplessy and deeply in love with her and
knowing your love for her and your feelings for
her will never change/end. Love is the world, the
world is love, and she is the world to me…
Love is her saying all ur dream can come to pass.

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