"kyla" poems - Hello Poetry

Solskenet verkar bara stanna för en dag Värmen drar sig snabbt tillbaka och ger plats åt en välbekant kyla Som har satt sina spår under alla dessa år På väg mot nya skyar Ändå samma blåa färg Jag bosätter mig här och ger plats åt samma gamla tankar Som har satt sina spår under alla dessa år Regnmolnen verkar favorisera mitt hem Jag skulle aldrig nånsin kommit hit men det fanns plats åt samma gråa skurar Som har satt sina spår under alla dessa år

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May 13, 2015

May 13, 2015 at 1:48 PM UTC

sebastian2w

Omformulerad

Solskenet verkar bara stanna för en dag Värmen drar sig snabbt tillbaka och ger plats åt en välbekant kyla Som har satt sina spår under alla dessa år På väg mot nya skyar Ändå samma blåa färg Jag bosätter mig här och ger plats åt samma gamla tankar Som har satt sina spår under alla dessa år Regnmolnen verkar favorisera mitt hem Jag skulle aldrig nånsin kommit hit men det fanns plats åt samma gråa skurar Som har satt sina spår under alla dessa år

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*From the time I arrived- I realized* **That although the world around me hadn't changed I could see things differently** From Math to challenges everyone else can't face on their own I travel my own path, headstrong into the wind I look back to the past, scared of what I have been through **I let the strength that resides in my soul take hold of my heart, and I continue on."** Someone else comes into bloom blossoming bold and brilliant Running straight toward me, as if that bloom had known me belonged to me, and was mine As I watched her dart towards me, I knew there was urgent news to be said whistling whispers in my ear, I listened... By Kyla and Amanda

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Oct 8, 2014

Oct 8, 2014 at 7:15 PM UTC

ScorpioK

Buds and Flowers

*From the time I arrived- I realized* **That although the world around me hadn't changed I could see things differently** From Math to challenges everyone else can't face on their own I travel my own path, headstrong into the wind I look back to the past, scared of what I have been through **I let the strength that resides in my soul take hold of my heart, and I continue on."** Someone else comes into bloom blossoming bold and brilliant Running straight toward me, as if that bloom had known me belonged to me, and was mine As I watched her dart towards me, I knew there was urgent news to be said whistling whispers in my ear, I listened... By Kyla and Amanda

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"Your father he's...." an ache in her heart caused a shake in her voice *" Your father is Dead-- I know how you feel."* **my heart stopped for only a moment, it froze. A moment of calm before I felt like it was beating pounding against the ribs that caged it within.** "I.. This is impossible." Does she know anything about my mother? **I did not know her not her name not her eyes not her lips but I felt her spirit and she was mine** "And your mother is fine." The girl said **I could sense more news on her breath, my chest tightened" The news felt as if a new spirit, a seed was planted. I watched her turn away and fade into the distance She stopped,and thought, started breaking back toward me in her thoughts. And said" By the way, your mother will bear another child."... By Kyla and Amanda**

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Oct 10, 2014

Oct 10, 2014 at 10:22 PM UTC

ScorpioK

Flowers and Death

"Your father he's...." an ache in her heart caused a shake in her voice *" Your father is Dead-- I know how you feel."* **my heart stopped for only a moment, it froze. A moment of calm before I felt like it was beating pounding against the ribs that caged it within.** "I.. This is impossible." Does she know anything about my mother? **I did not know her not her name not her eyes not her lips but I felt her spirit and she was mine** "And your mother is fine." The girl said **I could sense more news on her breath, my chest tightened" The news felt as if a new spirit, a seed was planted. I watched her turn away and fade into the distance She stopped,and thought, started breaking back toward me in her thoughts. And said" By the way, your mother will bear another child."... By Kyla and Amanda**

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Kind Yachting with my dad and other family members on a lake Lying down and reading a descriptive book Adventurous, a wondering mind

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Jun 9, 2014

Jun 9, 2014 at 7:02 PM UTC

ScorpioK

Kyla

Kind Yachting with my dad and other family members on a lake Lying down and reading a descriptive book Adventurous, a wondering mind

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Written with the lovely Kyla This grove of insanity, perhaps it is that you wish to get lucky? We walk hand in hand. Luck, being so subjective we forget to define. Ultimatums come hitherto, I'm afraid your luck has run dry. I can't buy any more time to convince you or I that someday we may see eye to eye. My, oh my, please don't cry. Who's really winning when everyone's sinning? Yet the world keeps on spinning amidst our wrecked hearts. I crave the fire and yet don't like to get burned. As we undress, we softly caress each our scars. We avoid the pain by closing our eyes, but it's something we both can't stop feeling. And yet we continue invariably denying. And the silence we share speaks more words than would be divulged had we done otherwise. The words sent in secret go unnoticed by everything, but my heart has made it difficult to look in the mirror and see the beauty of anything we ever had. Mirrors show nothing of the pain that pictures do, because then I have to see your shining face with your sparkling eyes, always your eyes. But you never felt the tears that fell from them. We don't know the touch of each others pain. Your pained words take on more than you are. And yet we find peace at lust's end. And it is with that end that we are no more. We've known all along that all we have ever wanted to be is more than the silence that echos in the sliver of space left between our fast beating hearts. I could see it in your eyes when you forgot to guard the doors in. And now my door opens to a new light. Silence is golden, but what was once a sliver could become silver, oh so easily. However lighthearted pennies are, the trouble is not worth the pain. She smiles quietly watching him walk away from penny lane.

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Mar 27, 2012

Mar 27, 2012 at 1:30 AM UTC

dane-johnson

Penny Lane

Written with the lovely Kyla This grove of insanity, perhaps it is that you wish to get lucky? We walk hand in hand. Luck, being so subjective we forget to define. Ultimatums come hitherto, I'm afraid your luck has run dry. I can't buy any more time to convince you or I that someday we may see eye to eye. My, oh my, please don't cry. Who's really winning when everyone's sinning? Yet the world keeps on spinning amidst our wrecked hearts. I crave the fire and yet don't like to get burned. As we undress, we softly caress each our scars. We avoid the pain by closing our eyes, but it's something we both can't stop feeling. And yet we continue invariably denying. And the silence we share speaks more words than would be divulged had we done otherwise. The words sent in secret go unnoticed by everything, but my heart has made it difficult to look in the mirror and see the beauty of anything we ever had. Mirrors show nothing of the pain that pictures do, because then I have to see your shining face with your sparkling eyes, always your eyes. But you never felt the tears that fell from them. We don't know the touch of each others pain. Your pained words take on more than you are. And yet we find peace at lust's end. And it is with that end that we are no more. We've known all along that all we have ever wanted to be is more than the silence that echos in the sliver of space left between our fast beating hearts. I could see it in your eyes when you forgot to guard the doors in. And now my door opens to a new light. Silence is golden, but what was once a sliver could become silver, oh so easily. However lighthearted pennies are, the trouble is not worth the pain. She smiles quietly watching him walk away from penny lane.

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nice pretty intelligint smart kind lovable happy fair a really good sense of humor kyla

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Jun 10, 2014

Jun 10, 2014 at 6:10 PM UTC

grace-echols

my sister

nice pretty intelligint smart kind lovable happy fair a really good sense of humor kyla

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"Labas...Labas!" "Malonu...Kaip sekasi? Džiugu" O kas toliau? Aš nežinau Pomėgių nežinom, tai sėdim tylom Bet tada kyla nuostabi įdėją "Rodyk veidą!" O kam? Ar čia vienintelis tavo noras? Sužinot ar turim bendrą dalyką kaip galva, oda, akys? Kas čia darosi? Kodėl taip paviršutiniška? Ajajaj...

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Jun 4, 2021

Jun 4, 2021 at 6:13 AM UTC

Eola

O ką pakeistų mano veidas?

"Labas...Labas!" "Malonu...Kaip sekasi? Džiugu" O kas toliau? Aš nežinau Pomėgių nežinom, tai sėdim tylom Bet tada kyla nuostabi įdėją "Rodyk veidą!" O kam? Ar čia vienintelis tavo noras? Sužinot ar turim bendrą dalyką kaip galva, oda, akys? Kas čia darosi? Kodėl taip paviršutiniška? Ajajaj...

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