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"positve" poems
Going through so much ****** up **** and having it all dealing with important ( **** that matters so deeply to you ) things In your life just ***** a person up. And with a negative soul taking over every thought of happy ones, is just all bad for a person. Especially for a person like me. Demons are real, very real. They torture you in ways that's so dark, scary and ******* weird, they have nothing but deadly motives. All that scary **** is real, but so is happy, and loving things, the "dark" world in a persons mind are very interesting and so curious to knows about. But the happy, live, positve world is the world for me. You feel so alive, you feel yourself, you feel like just changing the world, learning new things, you feel like a walking soul in s human beautfil body. Love yourself and don't get to curious with the curious dark side of yourself. Cause its not a place for anyone
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Apr 13, 2015
Apr 13, 2015 at 6:43 AM UTC
Recovery
I'm sorry... That you think I am weak That I don't measure up to your expectations That you felt the need to berate me I'm also sorry... That you feel I was not worthy That I was where you took out your frustrations That you no longer tolerate me I'm not sorry That you cut me out of your life Your circle Your childishness thank you! You made my life EASIER More PLEASANT More POSITVE thank you with all my heart for going away
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Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 2:15 PM UTC
I'm Sorry
Let me give away the end of this peom It's about feeling so comfortable around this guy that I could do anything in front of him We've been togeather for almost a year but I already know hes the one. We know we'll be togeather forever and we love each other a ton. Our relationship only has one flaw His step mom keeps us apart her eyes I want to claw But thats besides the point. Eight days togeather we spent drunk on love blissfully content. He was the first thing i saw when i opened my eyes I woke him with soft kisses to his sleepy surprise We spent every moment togeather, talking, laughing, wishing, dreaming It was perfect He showed me off to his friends and family, their aprovel left me beaming. But as most things do, it came to an end with tears i borded the plane I tryed to stay positve and be ok, as i left my forever friend. Now i'm home, and he won't be for a while, I miss him so much it hurts. I know he'll hold me soon but it's never soon enough.... Last night we talked on the phone. I smiled like our love was new. I'll be ok. Never alone
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Jul 26, 2010
Jul 26, 2010 at 6:28 PM UTC
Another love poem by me.
Ive Been sober for a while again i hope this time i go far with it & sustain Im Proud of my self every day counts and should be applaud for It Upsets me Mostly everyone dosnt seem to really care to them its nothing, they dont want days they want years its a struggle every second they dont see thats a slow process. i feel all there looking at is towards a day i cause another relapse there not hopeful anymore there now doubtful at my every move just waiting till i fail i wish they were positve at my nice sober trail.
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Mar 5, 2015
Mar 5, 2015 at 4:49 PM UTC
39 days
To prayers, To calls, where the path has long been sealed away by fate. An angels legend, the rumours spread across a deserted hell, Is it a demon who fell into this world by some kind of well ? The mirroring magic, a banishing sword, responding to their possessors in hope to set raging potential free, in hope to be of use, But is it the end of the road when a demon awaits your calling ? Only your heart is responsible for letting the whispering deceive you, The positve and negative, those two who manipulate the ways of our thinking, are always around you, lingering, waiting, striving, for a chance to overthrow the other to have an impact on your vision, How will you respond to either outcome without being tricked ? It is from now until the moment you die, it is from now until the end of time, your senses are responsive upon your every second of life, Every single one of us lives depending on and bound by our knowledge and awareness, this is our own little reality But always remember, both knowledge and awareness are equivocal, So what makes you so sure that this reality of yours is not an illusion? ~ Umi
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Jul 29, 2018
Jul 29, 2018 at 11:59 AM UTC
Highly Responsive
I saw that necklace around his neck There are so many reasons to why it would be there But none of them positve It goes along with the rose he made for you out of paper, by the way I can make one better, So, Are you and me fighing over him What is going on? I don't feel like we are But are we about to I honestly don't know the answer This is the first time I expressed my liking for one guy and there is another who could pontetial be a threat Should I work harder? Should I? I don't know
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Jan 27, 2013
Jan 27, 2013 at 5:03 PM UTC
So, is it War?
Im confused. I can not allow myself to be happy, To feel loved. And when it is expressed to me, I brush it off my shoulder. As though it ment nothing. And that's the problem. It does mean something, But im not sure what. Maybe smiles, Laughter, Squinted eyes, And rosy cheeks. Those memories And good feelings I give you, You are now trying to express back to me. But maybe you have different memories. You do see the laughter and smiles, But maybe a pretty girl, With bright eyes Appeared first. A warm, cozy feeling wraps you, As it did for me. Or maybe you think nothing. And these over analyzing of thoughts, Leads me down a dark road. A lonely memory, An old way of life Flashes back. Dispare, Awkwardness, Shyness, Agravation, Self- loathing feelings Raindown apon me. So I can't think of the positve you see in me. Even when you tell me to love you, And show me with open arms That it's okay, I just can't. I'm broken. Maybe you can't see, But I cannot accept- The love that i so desperately want, The friendship that I need to establish, Affection, Attention, That I crave with every fiber of my being. But I can't show it. So I've built an invisible bulletproof wall. You, my friend may not see it, But I can tell you sense it's presence. And that fact alone, Kills me. I so desparatley want to tear it down, Too feel your warm presence, But it's for your own good,         my own good. Because if I show my friendship, And express my love, And give you everything I've been holding back For so long, ... It's simply too much. Im too much for you to bare.        For anyone to bare. So I'd rather go completely numb to the world, Than loose sight of you. And that is already in progress. I know I'm just another, But I'm different. And thar's why I'm confused. I train myself to think like everyone else, But I have a different perspective. So I keep my distance, Which slowly breaks our bond, Along with my weary heart. But it 's for the best. I'd rather be eased off into loneliness, than having the whole world one day, And loosing it the next. Because that has happened. And I can not go on if history repeat itself. So here I sit. In the corner, Watching everyone dance to the music. And then I think, Maybe your confused too.
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Feb 25, 2014
Feb 25, 2014 at 10:00 PM UTC
Confused
Im confused. I can not allow myself to be happy, To feel loved. And when it is expressed to me, I brush it off my shoulder. As though it ment nothing. And that's the problem. It does mean something, But im not sure what. Maybe smiles, Laughter, Squinted eyes, And rosy cheeks. Those memories And good feelings I give you, You are now trying to express back to me. But maybe you have different memories. You do see the laughter and smiles, But maybe a pretty girl, With bright eyes Appeared first. A warm, cozy feeling wraps you, As it did for me. Or maybe you think nothing. And these over analyzing of thoughts, Leads me down a dark road. A lonely memory, An old way of life Flashes back. Dispare, Awkwardness, Shyness, Agravation, Self- loathing feelings Raindown apon me. So I can't think of the positve you see in me. Even when you tell me to love you, And show me with open arms That it's okay, I just can't. I'm broken. Maybe you can't see, But I cannot accept- The love that i so desperately want, The friendship that I need to establish, Affection, Attention, That I crave with every fiber of my being. But I can't show it. So I've built an invisible bulletproof wall. You, my friend may not see it, But I can tell you sense it's presence. And that fact alone, Kills me. I so desparatley want to tear it down, Too feel your warm presence, But it's for your own good,         my own good. Because if I show my friendship, And express my love, And give you everything I've been holding back For so long, ... It's simply too much. Im too much for you to bare.        For anyone to bare. So I'd rather go completely numb to the world, Than loose sight of you. And that is already in progress. I know I'm just another, But I'm different. And thar's why I'm confused. I train myself to think like everyone else, But I have a different perspective. So I keep my distance, Which slowly breaks our bond, Along with my weary heart. But it 's for the best. I'd rather be eased off into loneliness, than having the whole world one day, And loosing it the next. Because that has happened. And I can not go on if history repeat itself. So here I sit. In the corner, Watching everyone dance to the music. And then I think, Maybe your confused too.
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The Love You Make are you going to be in my dreams tonite or is this the end of my Abbey Road don't know why but these 4 lads have come to light maybe they have come to ease my load going back to my future looking for my past did I really think this dream would linger anything that was so beautiful surely would not last the hornet has stung and left his burning stinger the flowers have bloomed now the season is over the fragrance slowly drifting away from my sense the times we frolicked in the hay and clover now looking over my shoulder as I climb the fence wish I could be in more of a positve mind but the baggage is getting to be a bit to much no tricks left inside my magic hat can I find I so terribly miss that special touch I know what they said was true and right about the love you give the love you make but I am waiting for the sun to end this night I selfishly wish I had more love that I could take Gomer LePoet....
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Jul 14, 2013
Jul 14, 2013 at 7:53 AM UTC
The Love You Make (r)
old spelling, the old book, pure poetry. double negatives are very positve they say, so why change it. why look to the land to find boredom, when everything is so interesting, if you let it. why criticise all the while, while all the while your battery runs down. i think of my mother. she was not at all well. sbm.
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Jan 20, 2015
Jan 20, 2015 at 2:12 AM UTC
. batteries .
if only you would open your eyes, if only you realized that my love for you is real. if only you knew how much you mean! if only i could get love the way i give it. if only i could be positve and tell everyone this! If only you would knew my past and how i use it if only you knew how much i think about you see but you dont do you? your just like the rest why get my hopes up?
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Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 4:12 PM UTC
if only...
Not as personal as you think that you feel a tug of war you are one with the cosmos and that's the score Push and pull, take and give, a spirit and body which we live Negative and positve, love and hate it's not yours alone as the planets we too replicate the forces are you, the forces are me It's not the new depression if you can see the fight is not yours the emptiness isn't real we don't become it, we see it and let ourselves feel the totality we are one with, without trying to name the forces are us, there's no one to blame Love of you, love of me, and love of each other that's the power Without seeing the forces one may feel dour
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Feb 1, 2017
Feb 1, 2017 at 8:57 PM UTC
The bigger Picture