"unchased" poems - Hello Poetry

She carried tender silken magic in her eyes and it was a magic older than the name of any god and older than time and it was a magic that had been given birth by love and it glistened in the crystal blue shards of her deep eyes and he spent a lifetime of falling in love in the mere moment he first gazed into them and he quickly looked away for he knew if he looked any longer he would be forever frozen in that moment unable to move or breath and as he heard her speak for the first time his vocabulary shrank and his voice grew timid and he barely managed to talk at all his heart blushed and pulse quickened as it recognized the magic instantly as it were a childhood favorite tale being retold and all the characters being brought to life and the sensation of the first time the flavor of chocolate floods an infants mouth and the secret of life that is only unlocked the moment before birth and death and is completely forgotten inbetween the two and though his heart shouted from within his chest he was helpless to watch time steal the moment away and pile the memory away in unfulfilled and unchased dreams

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Jan 12, 2017

Jan 12, 2017 at 11:06 PM UTC

akira-chinen

unchased

She carried tender silken magic in her eyes and it was a magic older than the name of any god and older than time and it was a magic that had been given birth by love and it glistened in the crystal blue shards of her deep eyes and he spent a lifetime of falling in love in the mere moment he first gazed into them and he quickly looked away for he knew if he looked any longer he would be forever frozen in that moment unable to move or breath and as he heard her speak for the first time his vocabulary shrank and his voice grew timid and he barely managed to talk at all his heart blushed and pulse quickened as it recognized the magic instantly as it were a childhood favorite tale being retold and all the characters being brought to life and the sensation of the first time the flavor of chocolate floods an infants mouth and the secret of life that is only unlocked the moment before birth and death and is completely forgotten inbetween the two and though his heart shouted from within his chest he was helpless to watch time steal the moment away and pile the memory away in unfulfilled and unchased dreams

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Time Takes The Cake Are you just a kite without a string? Perhaps a worn widow without her ring Or two figures lost in a shallow summer fling Whatever it is, you’d better close your curtains For not every tale ends in a way that is certain Unmet expectations slice through like a knife Lost heartfelt love and flirtations end in heated fights Countless dreams unchased glow like wishing stars within the night Prenups, engagements, marriages take their place Monotonous paychecks keep troubled souls sane The young think there’s forever, but time takes the cake Aging is imminent, not one person can escape They try to get by without too many bruises or scrapes To those whom are lost, and to those who wander There is an end in sight, an end to ponder Life’s joys and shortcomings wrapped in a bow The kindest kindred spirits just might tow you home

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Mar 15, 2021

Mar 15, 2021 at 2:21 AM UTC

winnalynnwood

Time Takes The Cake

Time Takes The Cake Are you just a kite without a string? Perhaps a worn widow without her ring Or two figures lost in a shallow summer fling Whatever it is, you’d better close your curtains For not every tale ends in a way that is certain Unmet expectations slice through like a knife Lost heartfelt love and flirtations end in heated fights Countless dreams unchased glow like wishing stars within the night Prenups, engagements, marriages take their place Monotonous paychecks keep troubled souls sane The young think there’s forever, but time takes the cake Aging is imminent, not one person can escape They try to get by without too many bruises or scrapes To those whom are lost, and to those who wander There is an end in sight, an end to ponder Life’s joys and shortcomings wrapped in a bow The kindest kindred spirits just might tow you home

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Why squeeze into the tiny paths created by the society Conformity can sometimes come in the way of creativity It does feel weird to be different But if your heart dictates another path Why then go with the crowd Why open the door to a feeling of emptiness and unhappiness The fear of failure or the thoughts of what would people say or think could be a stumbling block But the empty feeling of not chasing one's dream is actually worse.

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Apr 28, 2019

Apr 28, 2019 at 10:27 PM UTC

Gods1son

Unchased dream

Why squeeze into the tiny paths created by the society Conformity can sometimes come in the way of creativity It does feel weird to be different But if your heart dictates another path Why then go with the crowd Why open the door to a feeling of emptiness and unhappiness The fear of failure or the thoughts of what would people say or think could be a stumbling block But the empty feeling of not chasing one's dream is actually worse.

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