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"insted" poems
Maybe I was dreaming But you called when I was sleeping Slumbering I saw  your name and picked up Never have I been awake so fast My heart pounding, blood rushing to heat By the sound of your voice Rambling you told me about your night Asked me why I wasn't by your side Wanted me as your price or was I perhaps already yours If I dont mute my phone at night Answer your call insted of sleeping of course I'm yours I'm not sure Maybe I was dreaming But you might have said That I could call you mine I'm not sure Maybe I'm still dreaming Or you're actually mine
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Oct 4, 2014
Oct 4, 2014 at 6:43 AM UTC
A phonecall
The summer rain comes drumming in a ballad upon my skin washing away an old life a life plagued with sin I walk a little straighter with my head again held high Insted of it bowing low to who ever passes by Now I am unafraid of who I am today and I feel fear of the past slowly slip away you no longer blight my dreams that caused me strife and caused me misery I moved on with my life
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Dec 19, 2012
Dec 19, 2012 at 10:00 PM UTC
Overcome
there was a little mole he took a holiday he dug underground to land so far away packing up some clothes and his little cap took his little compass and a little map now the mole was ready he was in command set of on his journey his route all ready planned digging for a week he popped from his hole reached his destination the clever little soul on the shores of spain underneath the sun playing on the beach having lots of fun he stayed for a week and planned the year ahead next time for his holiday would be america insted
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Feb 13, 2014
Feb 13, 2014 at 11:15 AM UTC
holiday mole
this is another ****** up poem about a ****** up life about a teen who's too ******* lazy to even make it rhime she's constantly haunted by demons she's not even sure she'll make it a year from now her escape is poetry, and she's not even good at it she should have just killed herself long ago insted of turning this depressed **lonely fat invisible different scarred anxious** and most of all unloved maybe a few people like her but she hates herself she's just another little girl afraid to grow up. just another girl with a heartache though this is different she's not getting over it she's done permanent damage to her own body and worst of all this girl is me
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Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 3:31 PM UTC
another ****** up poem
am shittin meself abar shittin meself coz shittin meselfs gon be bad but da besscorsarakshn terattak da bad bastd wud be shittin meself first insted
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Nov 21, 2014
Nov 21, 2014 at 12:25 AM UTC
curry (it's a fight to the death)
You ripped it straight out of my chest held it infront of me and tore it to pieces. I wish you had broken my heart insted you left me empty and shallow. I echo inside this body, I fill myself with your demons ,I sing pain Yet i still have a pulse, beating in despair.
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Sep 15, 2015
Sep 15, 2015 at 2:52 PM UTC
You did not break my heart
when we three were parted and tears had been shed i, cast into shadow, a husk in my stead the language you speak the syntax of lies a shrouded deceit cloaking your spies no vengence i seek no pain i demand insted of your blood just taller I'll stand in secret you met in defiance I wait my love shall be forfeit and my hate shall never abate.
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Aug 5, 2010
Aug 5, 2010 at 4:57 AM UTC
Byron's Whispers
the random onslaught of typical words and topical themes abounding! sustaining the conventionality of thoughtlessly living psuedo-life to the full extent of our inability to communicate truth with eachother all the real words have been erased and debased as we accept the abuse heaped upon us by professioal thugs and the ad men they hire to keep us addled brained and thoroughly confused a state of mind it seems that we find most comforting safe and of course family oriented pixar people insted of those of flesh and blood or driving stock cars round and round and round and round and round etc *********** instead of love yes! pornographically presenting bare meaninglessness to the un-world of the dead un-words being un-said day after day after day
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Jul 30, 2010
Jul 30, 2010 at 2:21 PM UTC
and then what?
i know the truth i know what's going on everything is simple and i know we're not meant to be together when you said that you loved the smell of my hair or the way you looked right into my eyes while i was talking to someone else and the time when you told me about your dreams i know those were actually nothing i always knew these and tried to keep away from the truth just fooled myself i don't know why i stabbed the knife deeper into my heart when it was already half way inside that doesn't make sense at all why would anybody want to hurt themselves when they're already cut into small pieces? it never made sense to me... but i had already fell for you and hit the ground hard and when i fell down deep inside my heart i always wished that maybe things could get repaired..? and one day you'd give me a chance prove that distance could never come between us but insted you taught me that it was easy to not care i feel like things don't make sense in these days it has been 6 months and i haven't seen your face is it really that easy to forget about someone? i'm trying to figure that out i hope i can find my answers and sew my deepest cuts
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Jan 30, 2014
Jan 30, 2014 at 6:12 PM UTC
Knowing and Knowing
The only place that allows me to be me. The only place that i am finally free. To escape everyone even if they walk in. Th doctors in coats injecting their drugs. Sadly enough i couldnt ask for a hug. All i wanted was to be loved but insted only got a cry for help. Being alone... and tied in my thoughts. I really don't know how to end this poem. All i know is... i'm in a padded room tie in a straightjacket ready to crack.
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Mar 5, 2013
Mar 5, 2013 at 1:08 AM UTC
Only Place
I've failed and fallen I´m terrified of my own reflection Perhaps I betrayed myself by loving you and then leaving Maybe I was a secret never meant to be shared. But I could never keep myself in place. I would break all over you and catch the pieces Was I wrong making my wishes out of your dreams I´ve lost you in so many ways and found you in all the wrong places I keep thinking that you might keep me from falling But insted you make me tremble Maybe Im just in love with the way you handle my heart.
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Dec 19, 2015
Dec 19, 2015 at 11:14 AM UTC
Maybe I was a secret never meant to be shared
Water, Water all around but it was not so safe and sound for in this water my friend drowned I was a school the day it happened but i can picture it as if i was there The water was running very fast I wish my friends had decided to keep walking instead of stopping for a swim but i cant change the past While everyone else was doing something different he fell in and hit his head and that was good bye to my dear sweet friend When they started to notice that he was missing they didnt worry they thought he had gone home insted But when they got home he wasn't there, that gave everybody a great big scare His sister came down to my house to see if i had seen him but i had not so she left I prayed to god to make sure he was okay But it was too late to save him from his fate Later she called and told me he was dead, i went and cried in my bed I'm still sad even to this day, but i know that everything will turn out ok
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Jan 1, 2010
Jan 1, 2010 at 2:20 PM UTC
Farwell sweet prince
I slept like a log, inspite of the pains from my blistered feet. Harry woke me at six thirty. "Time for breakfast, better jump to it or i'll tickle your feet."  The thought of that was enough to set me in motion. After breakfast we assembled for role call beside the waiting coaches. Then we boarded, and left the camp heading for the airfield. Every one was expecting to fly from RAF Lyneham, we had heard that we would be flying in the new Dehavilland Comet, the first passenger jet. It was not to to be. The comet had crashed into the sea, there were no survivors! Instead of that, we were driven to a remote airfield in Wiltshire, I believe it was called Cliff Pypard,  there we boarded an ageing hastings transport and set off into the wide blue yonder heading on a more southerly bearing than one would expect for a flight to Germany. I tried to keep an eye on our progress by following coastlines, it was difficult, clouds obscured much of the coast line. I had the definite feeling that we were travelling in a South Easterly direction, and I asked one of the aircrew about it. "Don't worry, I expect we'll take a turn to the north soon." A little later, I suddenly realized that we were flying over the Med- Germany via the Med, never in this world!! We ate chicken wings lettuce and bread for lunch, still flying at a steady one hundred and eighty miles an hour at mid day, below us dessert! We were all confused. Where on earth were we going? Our first stop was at a place called Idris, it was an airstrip in the Libyan desert. There was nothing there only tents, and a place to refuel. I was a squalid stinking dump, and that was all. We left early the following morning after a laughable breakfast that no one ate. Our ext stop was a similar one but even more so, It was a place alled Habanya, I think, I went to use one of the two toilet's and discovered that the horrible brown stains in the toilets were actually enormous heaving masses of huge cockroaches, I went out into the desert insted. when I got back to our tent I was told off. "this place is crawling with snakes, don't stray about!" we didn't need telling twice! The tents were just as bad, infested with huge spiders, no one slept. We were glad to leave it.
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Jun 15, 2014
Jun 15, 2014 at 4:39 PM UTC
Maralinga part four.
I slept like a log, inspite of the pains from my blistered feet. Harry woke me at six thirty. "Time for breakfast, better jump to it or i'll tickle your feet."  The thought of that was enough to set me in motion. After breakfast we assembled for role call beside the waiting coaches. Then we boarded, and left the camp heading for the airfield. Every one was expecting to fly from RAF Lyneham, we had heard that we would be flying in the new Dehavilland Comet, the first passenger jet. It was not to to be. The comet had crashed into the sea, there were no survivors! Instead of that, we were driven to a remote airfield in Wiltshire, I believe it was called Cliff Pypard,  there we boarded an ageing hastings transport and set off into the wide blue yonder heading on a more southerly bearing than one would expect for a flight to Germany. I tried to keep an eye on our progress by following coastlines, it was difficult, clouds obscured much of the coast line. I had the definite feeling that we were travelling in a South Easterly direction, and I asked one of the aircrew about it. "Don't worry, I expect we'll take a turn to the north soon." A little later, I suddenly realized that we were flying over the Med- Germany via the Med, never in this world!! We ate chicken wings lettuce and bread for lunch, still flying at a steady one hundred and eighty miles an hour at mid day, below us dessert! We were all confused. Where on earth were we going? Our first stop was at a place called Idris, it was an airstrip in the Libyan desert. There was nothing there only tents, and a place to refuel. I was a squalid stinking dump, and that was all. We left early the following morning after a laughable breakfast that no one ate. Our ext stop was a similar one but even more so, It was a place alled Habanya, I think, I went to use one of the two toilet's and discovered that the horrible brown stains in the toilets were actually enormous heaving masses of huge cockroaches, I went out into the desert insted. when I got back to our tent I was told off. "this place is crawling with snakes, don't stray about!" we didn't need telling twice! The tents were just as bad, infested with huge spiders, no one slept. We were glad to leave it.
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Long gone are the warm flames of love Ice cold hearts break into shards of hate No more kisses in the night Replaced by the hand of fate Shadows dance upon the walls Of lost love now hidden from the sun How to hold once more the tender Being that was So cry no more for loves lost touch But melt insted the hate filled soul And tears shall fall upon cheeks so red Bitten by the frost Once upon a time my friend I lost to the winds of time Frozen in my deepest wound Unable to cry for time Yet here I stand bathed in light Holding out my hands For soon on the summer light A heart I will understand
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Jan 1, 2016
Jan 1, 2016 at 4:52 AM UTC
Cold
This might sound rude But right now im not in the mood Listening to little kids as a mother sings her babys to sleep Talking to my boy as hes sayen hes about to leave Im just sayen im not in the best mood My body isent funtioning in the way id like And id rather not be sober on this ok night Id rather be doing something Somthing other then miss you My father Your name Well thats easy its chad Your postion Was a father A husband A listener A provider And the best part of chad You made the choice to love and take care of me when you dident have to You wer a great dad And i miss you dearly You were the best person iv ever known My hart longs for you Chad I had just started calling you dad The day you passed All o wanted was for you to stay home To ride bikes with me but insted you had to work You had to leave My daddy i miss you I just wanna hear your voice
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Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 12:04 AM UTC
The sound
The connection was mutual everything ever felt was real is true that it was never said is true that it was never shown but it was real No one said nothing about their love they never showed that they loved each other but yet they never wanted to lose each other They protected each other secretly not minding the fact that their love was not shown for all to see yet they cherished and cared for each other Their love was now being noticed by people and this caused confusion every where but yet they didn't stop loving eacg other because no matter the odds they faced their love didn't fade away insted their love became stronger
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Jun 10, 2017
Jun 10, 2017 at 4:44 PM UTC
Mutual Connection
Okay. Well there are people that take love as something thats not love. If your in love with someone, you wanna be their night and day, Their one and only, Their sunny day, Their rainy day. They want to be yours. And only your. They will listen to anything you say. Just to please you. Now insted of taking love differently know what it is. Now i'm writing this because people in my school act dumb as **** And think they know what llove is. your in ******* 6th, 7th, or 8th. You don't kknow what love is if you don't want anyone to be the things listed above. 8th grade drama if you love someone but you say you love them but want to be with someone else.?? If you know who i'm talking about. Stop being so ******* stupid. and if you don't like this. I CAN GIVE A **** LESS. ^.^
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Feb 18, 2015
Feb 18, 2015 at 9:01 PM UTC
Love.
It's the opposite of light , a dark place only some will enjoy. it comes with its name it comes with the night. I prefer the darkness over light , why you ask ? It doesn't lie , it doesn't feed false hopes , it tells the truth , in it we find secrets , we find demons and ghosts, fear brings out the truth. just as life is a big illusion so is light , they say light is at the end of the tunnel , but we walk for years with no luck , I for one think its time to best embrace the **** Accept the darkness and forget the light and suddenly your path will open up in plan sight , seak the truth and you will find no light but insted a darkness so true so bright it will become your guiding light.
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Sep 29, 2014
Sep 29, 2014 at 2:35 AM UTC
Illusion
Do you understand the want in me Reaching out the hand of Hope No I don't think so Why couldn't you just say I love you today Insted it's all Black clouds and tainted linings I'll never hate or despise I mean, **** those eye's They draw me in To sleep with a soul That's dark and twisted You know Look I've said it now **** can't you forgive Do you know how Yeah that's it tempt me back Laying upon the bed Like that Jeez I over think Just forget it My life sinks Deeper into this pit I've dug Yeah that's right I knew once of love
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Jan 5, 2016
Jan 5, 2016 at 2:18 PM UTC
****
It hurts me To know She's crying because of me I didn't mean to cause her distress She's my sister at the end of the day. She worries she says I wish I could of seen you struggle Insted of cutting I cry because i don't want to be her reason behind her tears She's my sister My world
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Sep 25, 2020
Sep 25, 2020 at 12:50 PM UTC
It hurts me 25/09/2020
Success is your goals your achievements Success is not the mess Insted it is like getting a dress Yea the thing you work hard towards But when you fail just keep moving forward People think of life is as slow as a snail But when your choices are bad, mean, and ungrateful, that is what causes you to fail And will cause you to go to jail So be grateful and succeed on your life Instead of ending it with a knife If you fall keep moving forward If you don’t reach your goals keep moving forward Work hard because you need to succeed to achieve Have that mistake change with a good solution and a good conclusion Succeed on your dreams don’t let them be just an illusion Like my dad once said if you fall once it doesn’t mean you have to give up It is all about moving forward Don’t be lame Success is not a game Instead of saying I give up replace give with go and say “I go up” And when you are the best don’t stay the same and go over your self Don’t sit down like that plant on the shelf Move show your talent and help others believe Protect others like a greave and after all of that you will know the true meaning of SUCCESS
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Mar 19, 2018
Mar 19, 2018 at 10:48 PM UTC
Success
I see you, pull my headphones out to greet you, even though I get more distracted by the thought of having to pull them out as a nice gesture than the actual music in my ear. It's weird but that's just who I am. It sure feels like I'm part of somebody's plan when everything I learned Can't even teach me how to behave like a human. A pet, like a dog I'm confused by all the dogmas surrounding me. Luckily I got the audacity to turn down their offerings and create a way for myself and those who choose to follow me, so follow me since nobody else has. I rode a straight path where darkness was the only friend I ever had but now.. I'm suppose to have all my **** in the bag? So they ask; What do you need? A rack? Reggie or split it half and half? I don't care... As long I'm that needle in the haystack for my aire to find and inherit the knowledge of spreading peace in the air insted of spitting crack that's not hard to grind. Meanwhile my friends keep chasing birds like it was the only word my generation ever heard but **** it, It's cool. Judging you was never something I ment do. I am just making you realize that, "that" ain't my life so when I finally do what I really want to do  just compare the difference and understand I had nothing to lose.
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Sep 13, 2017
Sep 13, 2017 at 6:00 PM UTC
me
At first glance i look off in a trance. Looking in the distance, not noticing your subtle glance When i see you i smile back. Forgetting what i was looking at You turn away embarrassed, with nothing to say So I'll just go no about my day. With words unspoken. Thoughts unsaid. Even though one word. Even if not very imporant. Could have saved me back then. But insted i drown in a flood of my own thoughts.
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Mar 28, 2018
Mar 28, 2018 at 12:17 PM UTC
One word