"lostlove" poems - Hello Poetry

Yeah, (start writing) Tell me, does this scenario seem unfair? I wished her sweet dreams but only gave her nightmares Maybe it's the fact that she doubted every bit of my worth! Maybe it's the fact these insecure women only bring out my worst Her characteristic flaws are far from heavenly sent Sip my glory baby, allow my music to be your moments of regret Hold on girl, promise my rise ain't done yet! Imma drain ya heart until there ain't nothing left. All this talent that was all EXternally formulated Her actions made the hook Her ******** made the whole creation I'm plotting revenge baby, so just be patient Angel eyes...(psh) since when the **** did they start looking like satin? This **** right here is far from a past love song This I'm doing me, you gon remember Doug song Easy to judge me when the criminal was dead wrong **** venting When the boy is so far gone. Take a shot for me, baby let me buy you a drink You gunna wanna drink away those tears after you read this permanent ink -Dougie #lostLove

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Dec 31, 2013

Dec 31, 2013 at 1:32 AM UTC

dougie-simps

"Permanent Ink"

Yeah, (start writing) Tell me, does this scenario seem unfair? I wished her sweet dreams but only gave her nightmares Maybe it's the fact that she doubted every bit of my worth! Maybe it's the fact these insecure women only bring out my worst Her characteristic flaws are far from heavenly sent Sip my glory baby, allow my music to be your moments of regret Hold on girl, promise my rise ain't done yet! Imma drain ya heart until there ain't nothing left. All this talent that was all EXternally formulated Her actions made the hook Her ******** made the whole creation I'm plotting revenge baby, so just be patient Angel eyes...(psh) since when the **** did they start looking like satin? This **** right here is far from a past love song This I'm doing me, you gon remember Doug song Easy to judge me when the criminal was dead wrong **** venting When the boy is so far gone. Take a shot for me, baby let me buy you a drink You gunna wanna drink away those tears after you read this permanent ink -Dougie #lostLove

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Ladies, not all is faith The crystal ball is fake Telling you it sees love in ya life Than why you up all night crying eating on cake? Reality you denying Men all on the prowl Hunting for secure type women Objective: mentally beat them down You gotta walk away and improve ya life now, You got a job, a degree, you should only be proud. Working so hard, looking so stupendous Best qualities of a woman is her strong mind and independence I won’t front, her hips got me standing at attention No disrespect, I’m just getting @ ya with a simple mention I know ya gotta question, Cause men rarely learn they lesson, Treat the past as math and subtract the bull, multiply all ya blessings. Ignore all the hate, avoid all the drama, grown girls…ya never too old to kiss ya mama. *The pain may hurt, kinda like them heels You deserve the city lights, unconditional love that is real Conversation turns him on, then comes *** appeal, He kisses you slow to give you that roller coaster feel. & her inspiration the reason why his writing got em a deal* He wants you part of his quest Only brings out ya best Foot rubs for the stress, light kisses to the neck, He's your armor to the shots, He's your push when you stop, The missing key to your heart that you’ve kept locked. I’m speaking to all my ladies, reaching out to all the girls...tryna be the perfect example that not ALL MEN are the same, in this misguided world. (Not Even CLOSE) -Dougie Simps #LostLove

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Sep 11, 2013

Sep 11, 2013 at 1:31 PM UTC

dougie-simps

Girl Problems 2

Ladies, not all is faith The crystal ball is fake Telling you it sees love in ya life Than why you up all night crying eating on cake? Reality you denying Men all on the prowl Hunting for secure type women Objective: mentally beat them down You gotta walk away and improve ya life now, You got a job, a degree, you should only be proud. Working so hard, looking so stupendous Best qualities of a woman is her strong mind and independence I won’t front, her hips got me standing at attention No disrespect, I’m just getting @ ya with a simple mention I know ya gotta question, Cause men rarely learn they lesson, Treat the past as math and subtract the bull, multiply all ya blessings. Ignore all the hate, avoid all the drama, grown girls…ya never too old to kiss ya mama. *The pain may hurt, kinda like them heels You deserve the city lights, unconditional love that is real Conversation turns him on, then comes *** appeal, He kisses you slow to give you that roller coaster feel. & her inspiration the reason why his writing got em a deal* He wants you part of his quest Only brings out ya best Foot rubs for the stress, light kisses to the neck, He's your armor to the shots, He's your push when you stop, The missing key to your heart that you’ve kept locked. I’m speaking to all my ladies, reaching out to all the girls...tryna be the perfect example that not ALL MEN are the same, in this misguided world. (Not Even CLOSE) -Dougie Simps #LostLove

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(Train Leaving) After 23 years, I finally stepped up to the mic... Exposed my hidden messages of a pad that holds my life... Speaking all about my problems, and how I tend to solve em... a past that shows a little boy who resents the reflection of his father. Some would call me crazy, others maybe weird..but I can't listen to your judgement since honesty is what makes things clear...I separate myself...seems alone time helps me most...a solo mind with his thoughts Helps him write his best quotes... An odd type of man who lives for the excitement of gods plan, Was once a young kid, who felt the cold life in his hands... Speaking wit permission Causes society not to listen.. But if I create a work of art.. Will society potentially be a witness? will they believe everything they hear on a deceiving television? (Idk) *I just Give love to the hated... Humble down the overrated... Bring back spirit into the potential... Send a prayer to the outdated...* Allow the thought of a good heart To bring happiness and true belief Give a helping hand to the fallen.. Don't treat others as if they are beneath.. A black pen can send a message and open up so many possibilities.. Is society truly crazy? Or do we need to learn how to embrace the little things? Unleash a humans true ability to become "non ignorant" and turn hostility into tranquility. I still stay prayed up, and believe in the good of humanity I see change in faces, a flower blooming in a *** full of insanity, And if I couldn't move, I ask...would you stop and carry me? Or would you let me die and leave me here alone? This here is my first train of thought...and my last ride home. - Dougie simps #lostlove #SecretMessage

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Jul 3, 2013

Jul 3, 2013 at 3:54 PM UTC

dougie-simps

"1st train of thought, Last ride home"

(Train Leaving) After 23 years, I finally stepped up to the mic... Exposed my hidden messages of a pad that holds my life... Speaking all about my problems, and how I tend to solve em... a past that shows a little boy who resents the reflection of his father. Some would call me crazy, others maybe weird..but I can't listen to your judgement since honesty is what makes things clear...I separate myself...seems alone time helps me most...a solo mind with his thoughts Helps him write his best quotes... An odd type of man who lives for the excitement of gods plan, Was once a young kid, who felt the cold life in his hands... Speaking wit permission Causes society not to listen.. But if I create a work of art.. Will society potentially be a witness? will they believe everything they hear on a deceiving television? (Idk) *I just Give love to the hated... Humble down the overrated... Bring back spirit into the potential... Send a prayer to the outdated...* Allow the thought of a good heart To bring happiness and true belief Give a helping hand to the fallen.. Don't treat others as if they are beneath.. A black pen can send a message and open up so many possibilities.. Is society truly crazy? Or do we need to learn how to embrace the little things? Unleash a humans true ability to become "non ignorant" and turn hostility into tranquility. I still stay prayed up, and believe in the good of humanity I see change in faces, a flower blooming in a *** full of insanity, And if I couldn't move, I ask...would you stop and carry me? Or would you let me die and leave me here alone? This here is my first train of thought...and my last ride home. - Dougie simps #lostlove #SecretMessage

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She came to me as subtle as the month of May the first month I got drunk in the first eyes I sunk into She She fell into the pattern of fake men and false laughter kept moving faster towards unhappiness She She choked down ***** bared invisible tattoos of heartbreak bruises had nothing to lose She She stole my love in the month of May slow snowman creation and cold infatuation She She kissed my lips with an apricot sigh slipped me her tongue and her burdens and took away mine She She slipped away from me in the month of May you know what they say in Lostlove City She's clever as the devil and twice as pretty She

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May 2, 2014

May 2, 2014 at 6:56 PM UTC

nemonobody

She

She came to me as subtle as the month of May the first month I got drunk in the first eyes I sunk into She She fell into the pattern of fake men and false laughter kept moving faster towards unhappiness She She choked down ***** bared invisible tattoos of heartbreak bruises had nothing to lose She She stole my love in the month of May slow snowman creation and cold infatuation She She kissed my lips with an apricot sigh slipped me her tongue and her burdens and took away mine She She slipped away from me in the month of May you know what they say in Lostlove City She's clever as the devil and twice as pretty She

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Down, down, down I went Like Alice on the rebound Perchance, said I Down, down, down I wept Like Lucy in the sky NoTime to think about it NoTime to ask why Is there even a shred of love Lost? A LostLove alibi Quite honestly, I’ve NoTime to cry And if I’m being quite honest Which I don’t know if I am It was quite a rush, but hush It wasn’t a wabbit I chased Or a well into which I fell But a feeling that I have never, ever felt While tumbling down the back stairs Out of a dream, it seems I kept falling Deeper and deeper I fell Where and then and there I thought How unfamiliar How dreamlike, it was Then I paused in mid-flight Waiting for a hammer to strike We were so alike Would I find Would I find myself On the shelf Besides A jar of disembodied hearts Teetering on the high Impossible to deny Up there and then a talking, out of character story Perhaps the mad hatter or simply mad as a hatter am I Which of course couldn’t be me, you see I suppose it could be I? Could be or not Maybe my lie is a lie. How much deeper could I fall Where and then and there Would I How to know you know How much deeper Did the NotWell go? Go, go, go Said I Before I died. Not sure my words Like bad little soldiers Complied. Staying true to the moment In time. Means NoTime at all. I may be the sanest person I know. Yes, I believe that’s True Even if it’s a lie If the shoe fits I may have found my prince (At the ball) And it may not be You. After all.

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Sep 11, 2019

Sep 11, 2019 at 6:13 PM UTC

bo-tansky

If the Shoe Fits

Down, down, down I went Like Alice on the rebound Perchance, said I Down, down, down I wept Like Lucy in the sky NoTime to think about it NoTime to ask why Is there even a shred of love Lost? A LostLove alibi Quite honestly, I’ve NoTime to cry And if I’m being quite honest Which I don’t know if I am It was quite a rush, but hush It wasn’t a wabbit I chased Or a well into which I fell But a feeling that I have never, ever felt While tumbling down the back stairs Out of a dream, it seems I kept falling Deeper and deeper I fell Where and then and there I thought How unfamiliar How dreamlike, it was Then I paused in mid-flight Waiting for a hammer to strike We were so alike Would I find Would I find myself On the shelf Besides A jar of disembodied hearts Teetering on the high Impossible to deny Up there and then a talking, out of character story Perhaps the mad hatter or simply mad as a hatter am I Which of course couldn’t be me, you see I suppose it could be I? Could be or not Maybe my lie is a lie. How much deeper could I fall Where and then and there Would I How to know you know How much deeper Did the NotWell go? Go, go, go Said I Before I died. Not sure my words Like bad little soldiers Complied. Staying true to the moment In time. Means NoTime at all. I may be the sanest person I know. Yes, I believe that’s True Even if it’s a lie If the shoe fits I may have found my prince (At the ball) And it may not be You. After all.

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