"speciel" poems - Hello Poetry

The horror of not knowing is killing the inside of me, of her, of him maybe of you We, all of us have at least once in our lives imagined whats next We, all of us have followed a schedule so we'd know whats next The horror of knowing is very specific is truely full of adrenalin it kicks me right in the chest None of us would enjoy the full experience of knowing everything None of us can be in the power of knowing everything We all have doubts, hopes, dreams, sorrows, speciel moments. Sometimes those doubts, hopes, dreams, sorrows and speciel moments won't live up till your expectations. Then you'll have to remember that it wouldn't be a gift, to know everything or not to know anything. We are after all only ourselves, and we should live in this, our, moment of time. nothing and no one should mix in and make us think towards the future or the past. We shouldn't hesitate into information. Rethink and if you truly visualize yourself in happiness with the information the go get it, otherwise don't. Another love story of mine, I wanted to know everything, every little **** thing of affairs that happened, had happened or would happen. Well long story short, that relationship didn't work out.

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Feb 17, 2016

Feb 17, 2016 at 4:07 PM UTC

marie-brandenborg-pedersen

Knowing and not knowing

The horror of not knowing is killing the inside of me, of her, of him maybe of you We, all of us have at least once in our lives imagined whats next We, all of us have followed a schedule so we'd know whats next The horror of knowing is very specific is truely full of adrenalin it kicks me right in the chest None of us would enjoy the full experience of knowing everything None of us can be in the power of knowing everything We all have doubts, hopes, dreams, sorrows, speciel moments. Sometimes those doubts, hopes, dreams, sorrows and speciel moments won't live up till your expectations. Then you'll have to remember that it wouldn't be a gift, to know everything or not to know anything. We are after all only ourselves, and we should live in this, our, moment of time. nothing and no one should mix in and make us think towards the future or the past. We shouldn't hesitate into information. Rethink and if you truly visualize yourself in happiness with the information the go get it, otherwise don't. Another love story of mine, I wanted to know everything, every little **** thing of affairs that happened, had happened or would happen. Well long story short, that relationship didn't work out.

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Some and not others whipsaw crazy headlights gleaming not in the right but swerves heavy to the left and cackles it's ok, it's alright. Grackly hands descend from ahigh to grasp a young cheek and laugh why. Too-bright lights and too-harsh smiles carry us into the future for days and miles. Brought up on too much salt and too much sugar they burn like moth gods and they die in droves. Speciel endization is all in the lighting, the moisture content and land levels. Look at the moon and say it isn't true; it's mocking us yet awaiting you. She was born at zero and waited seven years to be a hero and the story is that instead of dying she pushed all the red buttons and got to flying. Mars was on the loom so she needed extra room for all the food and water. She arrived at age eight and a galactic hero, to be everyone's daughter but eventually just a genetic *** barrel. Because the farther we go The farther we are. But the further we go The further we are.

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Apr 26, 2014

Apr 26, 2014 at 4:15 PM UTC

anonymous4

Martian *** Dumpster

Some and not others whipsaw crazy headlights gleaming not in the right but swerves heavy to the left and cackles it's ok, it's alright. Grackly hands descend from ahigh to grasp a young cheek and laugh why. Too-bright lights and too-harsh smiles carry us into the future for days and miles. Brought up on too much salt and too much sugar they burn like moth gods and they die in droves. Speciel endization is all in the lighting, the moisture content and land levels. Look at the moon and say it isn't true; it's mocking us yet awaiting you. She was born at zero and waited seven years to be a hero and the story is that instead of dying she pushed all the red buttons and got to flying. Mars was on the loom so she needed extra room for all the food and water. She arrived at age eight and a galactic hero, to be everyone's daughter but eventually just a genetic *** barrel. Because the farther we go The farther we are. But the further we go The further we are.

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A year as past I should be delighted I should feel peaceful that a new year has begun and a chance to restart and to tell yourself that “This year is my year” But I feel stuck like nothing happened at all like i am still where i was no romance no dates no boyfriend no fate I know life is more than romance More than finding the one Nevertheless i feel alone I see couples everywhere Happy, in love and content i am happy, not in love and yet i am not fulfilled Furthermore i wonder what it feels like having that speciel someone having romance Falling asleep and waking up with a loved one next to you Intertwining fingers Kisses on the forehead Arms wrapped around the waist All the things i have never had Once it was close so close that my heart tumbled I thought for a while that this was it This was what i had been waiting for I was wrong oh how i was wrong So now i’m left with an aching heart who longs for more

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Jan 6, 2018

Jan 6, 2018 at 2:58 PM UTC

svanna

a new year

A year as past I should be delighted I should feel peaceful that a new year has begun and a chance to restart and to tell yourself that “This year is my year” But I feel stuck like nothing happened at all like i am still where i was no romance no dates no boyfriend no fate I know life is more than romance More than finding the one Nevertheless i feel alone I see couples everywhere Happy, in love and content i am happy, not in love and yet i am not fulfilled Furthermore i wonder what it feels like having that speciel someone having romance Falling asleep and waking up with a loved one next to you Intertwining fingers Kisses on the forehead Arms wrapped around the waist All the things i have never had Once it was close so close that my heart tumbled I thought for a while that this was it This was what i had been waiting for I was wrong oh how i was wrong So now i’m left with an aching heart who longs for more

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Jeg kan stadig mærke Min hånd om dig Kærtegne Der Hvor mange piger før har rørt Og jeg ved endnu ikke Om jeg er speciel Eller den nyeste I rækken

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Nov 15, 2013

Nov 15, 2013 at 8:38 PM UTC

jd-2

Untitled

Jeg kan stadig mærke Min hånd om dig Kærtegne Der Hvor mange piger før har rørt Og jeg ved endnu ikke Om jeg er speciel Eller den nyeste I rækken

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The fire is ours We keep it locked away Afraid anyone is gonna see That you are more than what you show That you are someone speciel You keep the fire locked away Cause its yours No one elses business but yours If you keep your fire away No one can put it out The fire is ours But is it ours to keep?

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Mar 3, 2020

Mar 3, 2020 at 4:29 PM UTC

Hopefull_Dreamer

BURN

The fire is ours We keep it locked away Afraid anyone is gonna see That you are more than what you show That you are someone speciel You keep the fire locked away Cause its yours No one elses business but yours If you keep your fire away No one can put it out The fire is ours But is it ours to keep?

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