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"unfreeze" poems
pull my lighter out and smoke me i'll unfreeze and put you at ease watch my water melt that's what i thought i smelt now hit me hit me get that high you get me? i'm saying what i mean it gets harder every time but this is how we get along i'm frozen now hit me.
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Apr 6, 2014
Apr 6, 2014 at 12:03 AM UTC
Frozen
I new something was wrong Everything seemed so real So unconditional Almost too good to be true I was obsessively inlove You new it, you took advantage of my summer hot love Your Hypnotizing winter froze my summer time breeze. My heart in a center, your icicle stabbed right through it several times freezing my summer bleeding heart almost falling apart but still kept together frozen with open wounds You were so cold my heart felt it even in the deepest vain that was once alive . I felt it throb in pain and you felt no sympathetic emotion. I was still frozen after a couple of years you won't let me unfreeze . I started to find comfort in the pain and realized that you didn't want to let me go. I loved you . Gave in the last bit of my soul for you. You didn't care... You loved plenty... Broke hearts... I was just another.. Another heart you won't let mend But then I realized your the only thing holding me together Until you fall for someone else I'll be your submissive And after I'll live in the snow flakes of your winter storm waiting for the next new flake to finish the last bit of my heart.
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Dec 23, 2014
Dec 23, 2014 at 5:40 PM UTC
Cold hearted
They'll get their powers back by tomorrow morning and unfreeze the well to save the water because they had to carry in snow and melt it.
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Nov 23, 2010
Nov 23, 2010 at 5:46 PM UTC
Superheroes?
mend my soul make me whole bring out the darkness from within me unfreeze my heart tell me it's real tell me that i'm okay tell me that it'll all be okay
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Nov 6, 2014
Nov 6, 2014 at 10:25 AM UTC
Rehab
I try to forget. I try my best with a smile. The thing is you didn't promise me anything. You offered a hand of friendship. However it changed when secrets were released. Friendship evolved. It blossomed like a tulip. Until that tulip decided to become frozen. Frozen in my feelings I felt for you. The tulip remains frozen until you decide to chip it open or someone else awakens it with a kiss. It's hard when I want that kiss to be yours. However you have an appetite for a different flower. You want your lips on a nearby rose. The worse is I can't use anger to hide my feelings because I can't be angry with you. It's not my fault you don't want to unfreeze my tulip. It's not your fault either. It's just the way it is.
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May 3, 2012
May 3, 2012 at 1:23 PM UTC
Forget.
The Red Teapot sits lonely atop my stove, Never filled and never heated, A reminder, Hearts apart, we fade with every sunset Drifting memories, lingering thoughts, They always end up at the same place, Stored somewhere between fantasy and reality, Winter cascades, pushing out your summer's touch You were my sunshine, the clouds give me comfort now The cold embraces my heart, the chill reaches deep I miss you, You gave me music, and today it still sings to me Art, Passion, I cherish your gifts to me, Oh how I regret taking so long to attain my darling little boiler, Today, I will fill my beautiful teapot and it will not be alone, I’ll heat it And I will drink, and the soothing warm liquid will unfreeze my soul Firewalker,
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Nov 5, 2014
Nov 5, 2014 at 10:43 AM UTC
The Red Teapot
As I look at short films based on love and happiness a feeling of pure want flows deeply into my chest and spreads through my whole body. To look at someone in their eyes and not give into my instinct of looking away is foreign. I miss the comfort of love. I miss the smile love creates. I miss the me that had someone to fight for, someone to defend. Someone to jump off a bridge for. when your in love the air is different, gravity changes, priorities change, love... I miss the person i was when i was in love. A non broken smile A filled heart I've been alone for quite some time now the only time i truly miss it all is when i see love in peoples eyes its crazy to me how when someone is truly in love you can actually see it in their eyes... i guess thats how powerful it all is I believe to have forced myself to forget how amazing it is to be in love i feel so dull now i feel so filled with everything that has to do with absolutely nothing without love we cease to have any purpose. i want to love a genuine pure honest and crazy love i remember what that feels like and its the best feelings i have ever felt. i want it. Butterflies relentless butterflies Flowing through my veins and making me weak to my knees Shortness of breath Tingling Invincibility like if nothing else in the world matters at that specific moment when you are looking into her eyes her oh so beautiful memorizing eyes Surrender Submission Forfeit to all the walls your monsters and your past have built in you for so long The end of the superficial world you live on the outside and the reemerging of the everything you are on the inside The universe within you that you work so hard to hide from others coming to light and making home in the visible world Being in love does all this to you Oh how i long for that greater power to infect my blood stream, unfreeze my heart, brake everything the monsters have built, and bring the real me to light so that the whole world can see that I'm still there One day I can't wait for that day
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Aug 10, 2014
Aug 10, 2014 at 1:53 AM UTC
Being in love
As I look at short films based on love and happiness a feeling of pure want flows deeply into my chest and spreads through my whole body. To look at someone in their eyes and not give into my instinct of looking away is foreign. I miss the comfort of love. I miss the smile love creates. I miss the me that had someone to fight for, someone to defend. Someone to jump off a bridge for. when your in love the air is different, gravity changes, priorities change, love... I miss the person i was when i was in love. A non broken smile A filled heart I've been alone for quite some time now the only time i truly miss it all is when i see love in peoples eyes its crazy to me how when someone is truly in love you can actually see it in their eyes... i guess thats how powerful it all is I believe to have forced myself to forget how amazing it is to be in love i feel so dull now i feel so filled with everything that has to do with absolutely nothing without love we cease to have any purpose. i want to love a genuine pure honest and crazy love i remember what that feels like and its the best feelings i have ever felt. i want it. Butterflies relentless butterflies Flowing through my veins and making me weak to my knees Shortness of breath Tingling Invincibility like if nothing else in the world matters at that specific moment when you are looking into her eyes her oh so beautiful memorizing eyes Surrender Submission Forfeit to all the walls your monsters and your past have built in you for so long The end of the superficial world you live on the outside and the reemerging of the everything you are on the inside The universe within you that you work so hard to hide from others coming to light and making home in the visible world Being in love does all this to you Oh how i long for that greater power to infect my blood stream, unfreeze my heart, brake everything the monsters have built, and bring the real me to light so that the whole world can see that I'm still there One day I can't wait for that day
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You are the only antidote to the pain you caused But like everything that could save me You just ended up tearing me out And i was hoping you would come before there was nothing left to fix And you came but i was already gone now this shell of the girl i used to be remains to remind you of what you have lost You were the only escape i had to these tragedies that laid scattered all around me but like everything that could have helped me you were a bit too out of my reach And i was hoping you'd take a step to bridge the gap maybe you did but it was a bit too late i was already in too deep to ever surface again You had the touch that could keep me from falling a million suns in your soul that could unfreeze me but like every hope, you chose to forsake me And i kept hoping and praying you'd see how The cold kept burning the life out of me maybe you would have, maybe you did but life had already left me never to come to me again
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Mar 6, 2015
Mar 6, 2015 at 8:37 AM UTC
#You#14(I have started to lose count of poems i write for you)
Good Fences Oxymoronic mania Infecting ordinary beings! Through the ages. “Good fences make good neighbours” They say So they say Israel, one day Will be the best Of neighbours With the wall all around them From east to west Buddies to Bedouins Touted by Saudis Lebanese unfreeze Hamas 'no mas'! We should all build A wall! Sean Hunt Windermere Jan 30 2015
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Dec 2, 2015
Dec 2, 2015 at 6:56 AM UTC
GOOD FENCES
Nothing is more chilled than slanted sunrays through pines trembling with want Nor nothing worse than the young cardi’nals trilling out to the white trees Voices unfalt’ring answered only by echoes of forgotten spring Cold, thick powder snow blithely reminds us of the small, white spring hen eggs that, forever lost, cracked among the shit-strewn straw, oozing into earth— and I think of you, whispering back to the birds, just as lost as they waiting for pre-spring dew to unfreeze from the grass that you may lap it with painful blue eyes like black-stripped and impish jays, looking down on all.
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Nov 8, 2016
Nov 8, 2016 at 3:18 PM UTC
Bluejays and Cardinals
I want winter to be over. It reminds me of the cold and bitter that is my soul. I need spring to come again. To push me out of the cold and be happy unfreeze my soul. -r.y.s
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Feb 20, 2015
Feb 20, 2015 at 4:14 PM UTC
Spring Time
Wandering but trapped. Like the coral beneath the ice. Can't run, can't hide. The water flows and consumes. Traps and constricts. Freezes. Trapped beneath the ice She flows like a river with no delta. Like the wind with no trees or mountains. Time will unfreeze they say. But time has no watch. Time has no clock. That coral looks to the sky and to the clouds, The shapes are gone as are the memories. Slowly fading away, Like the cirrus wisps against the blue sky, Slowly fading away.
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Feb 7, 2014
Feb 7, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
Coral Beneath the Ice
You don’t want to die. No. You want happiness. You want to wake up in the morning feeling alive with each breath that comes easily and weightless; You just want stop feeling like this is a nightmare you can’t wake up from. The possibility of happiness manipulates you into thinking you can have it then, inconveniently at the most in opportune time reminds you that happiness is just not something you can have no matter how deep the yearning you have to submerge yourself in it; happiness is there, all around yet just out of reach so that you can see but never manage to have it. You’re hopeless, alone in a cold darkness that suffocates you, leaving you breathless and isolated from others by past wounds that wont heal. At times you’re overwhelmed, like a deer in headlights you can’t move; feeling paralyzed not knowing what to do, say, think, should you sit? Waiting until you “unfreeze” you’re frozen in an attempt to pullaway from an invisible hand that has a tight grasp of your upper arm. Eventually it releases its hold allowing you to move once more leaving you to now wondering, lost on what to do . Sometimes you’re trying to find reason to live, more reasons than your kids. If it weren’t for the kids you wouldn’t be here. You have tried so many times. But are left to fight for yourself. You’re all you can depend on in the end. Whenever that will be.
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Sep 17, 2024
Sep 17, 2024 at 12:23 AM UTC
Happiness
The pieces of glass stucked in the eyes One like a poisoned dart hurt the heart With the brains on ice the boy is smart Feels need to leave his green ground yard So when the cold blonde calls he goes with her Sure, there´s a girl who understands the spell They´re almost lovers, or at least she cares to save his pale face from the palace Well, maybe all what she is jealous cause Snow Queen is quite a chick (but no trick would blush her cheeks) The river told her he´s not dead Has no oars, but floats the stream istead All is getting worse,then she scents that the rose grows upon the corpse of crow where all are wearing crowns She knows, she must follow its odour Untill robers became sober on the road that´s leading nowhere fell five feet of pure white snow Without fear she´s riding reindeer through the field of polar geysers through the woods of frozen firs Then her tears so warm and bitter like rain that brought the end of winter are what should unfreeze her cold dear Hot touches without the mittens The part that has been never written cause the children shall not hear that love with no *** ain´t no real
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Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 9:35 AM UTC
The Low Queen
It was an insignificant date to her. At least that's what she always said, even though she'd never tell, deep inside her heart it was a little special. It made her believe there's still hope, even in the darkest and loneliest place. She never wished for much, just for a few gold friends and a little of the happiness she was pretending to feel. But tonight, as she lays awake trying to fall deeply asleep, and failing like every other night, she felt a sudden need, and a new wish. A blurry vision of an untouchable body and a loving caress. It was the strongest longing for the warmth that would unfreeze her ice cold soul. A longing for a ghost hug that would light her existence. Tonight, she closes her eyes, I close my eyes, and wish for you to break into my dreams. You, the blue eyes and the tall figure, the boy who was hidden, the boy who remain ageless. Like a God in the sky, a sparkling star placed in the distant void, a pair of wings that make the sun shine. Please come inside my broken mind and make the fear go away, help me feel safe, in this insignificant special date which means nothing to me, or at least that's what I always say.
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Oct 6, 2016
Oct 6, 2016 at 12:17 AM UTC
Unfulfillable wish.
in the part of the cool hill's soft thighs trembles the callous shaft of dawn penetrating the ephemeral violence of the stabbing rods of arbor scent damply the night mare goes galloping whinny little sins of star caresses but none are so shy and sly as the eye clasped hollow in the stench of (and also the slender flowers smirk at the blossoms young flesh broken by the light song) Morpheus' guileless laughter as shattered the disheveled clubs swing ransoms of heart lips between the twain of the enchanted leaves there rests a silver bit of girl so blisteringly beautiful blushes all the world for holding this trembling aperture of onyx plait holding femininity so electric is the artifice of her glimmering chastity, swore the sun it would never shine on any other thing so savagely its shivering skin of golden pleasure as this her (but just so the moon loved her too as passionate as any other lover ever imagined or material. spitting delicate strands of shimmer upon the golden-brown skein of her shoulders) she woke startled by the amorous dome crinkling on the perfection of her lithe sensual frame. stupidly the ideal birds sang, trying to match the elegance of her narrow waist; but failed hideously drowning the silence in virulent soundless noise. then brimmed every god to the lip of everything to peer upon this unbearable visage and dither in the perfection of its curves. suddenly the Rose blistered from the soil and came wetly a residue of crimson from its supple petals mounting the vision of her absolute eyes. splaying the gentle hips of sight to receive the splendor of its thorned stem into her hand and ***** the silk of her hands slowly releasing a jewel of life all this witnessed by the cloistered huddles of gossamer children. hideously perfect men wantonly begging for the grace of her sensual pond. beckon they, to them, her but she refuseth and make for the realm of Hades. quietly, in death, waiting for some heat to unfreeze the skin of her blue heart frozen still darkness.
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Jun 27, 2010
Jun 27, 2010 at 6:51 PM UTC
XIII
in the part of the cool hill's soft thighs trembles the callous shaft of dawn penetrating the ephemeral violence of the stabbing rods of arbor scent damply the night mare goes galloping whinny little sins of star caresses but none are so shy and sly as the eye clasped hollow in the stench of (and also the slender flowers smirk at the blossoms young flesh broken by the light song) Morpheus' guileless laughter as shattered the disheveled clubs swing ransoms of heart lips between the twain of the enchanted leaves there rests a silver bit of girl so blisteringly beautiful blushes all the world for holding this trembling aperture of onyx plait holding femininity so electric is the artifice of her glimmering chastity, swore the sun it would never shine on any other thing so savagely its shivering skin of golden pleasure as this her (but just so the moon loved her too as passionate as any other lover ever imagined or material. spitting delicate strands of shimmer upon the golden-brown skein of her shoulders) she woke startled by the amorous dome crinkling on the perfection of her lithe sensual frame. stupidly the ideal birds sang, trying to match the elegance of her narrow waist; but failed hideously drowning the silence in virulent soundless noise. then brimmed every god to the lip of everything to peer upon this unbearable visage and dither in the perfection of its curves. suddenly the Rose blistered from the soil and came wetly a residue of crimson from its supple petals mounting the vision of her absolute eyes. splaying the gentle hips of sight to receive the splendor of its thorned stem into her hand and ***** the silk of her hands slowly releasing a jewel of life all this witnessed by the cloistered huddles of gossamer children. hideously perfect men wantonly begging for the grace of her sensual pond. beckon they, to them, her but she refuseth and make for the realm of Hades. quietly, in death, waiting for some heat to unfreeze the skin of her blue heart frozen still darkness.
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paved over is our feeling and truth is nigh know this stillness it is real faith can supply and make for all what must be love our earth is ill she cries and she chokes at our words which say she's not or it's not so bad or that we are trying hard which we aren't come O earth lover -- Sun speak now speak release our ways shake unfreeze us god-self be true we are careless children and we misbehave
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Jun 15, 2013
Jun 15, 2013 at 6:35 AM UTC
earth's ill
I lift myself up, pointed on toes tipping at the edge. A wind molds to my face. I'm held there by grace, as my mind begins to dredge Up memories of you and me seventeen blessed with resilience none are faded by time in feeling if not in sight some are good some are bad all are mine I take a breath inhale this wind bowing me back from this cliff. But I hear waves below. It's a siren's song so strong to my ears as I sniff back tears from memories sent by this breeze so old to me of when you would tease so I'd unfreeze. The only other thing that could put me at ease is the violent sea I stand above now so desperately And I'm tipping tipping at the edge of my sanity. Oh, I'm tipping tipping on this ledge, questioning your humanity, as I tip above the oceanity of what could be in front of me. And I'm tipping tipping at the edge I take a step back, release my breath, settle my heels into this earth. Let the wind roll my tears back towards my ears, the sound so much quieter than these memories I hid from me to let myself relearn how to breathe. They swell up again, just as wind dies down. I grit my teeth, say an amen, and prepare to drown. And I'm tipping tipping at the edge of my sanity. Oh, I'm tipping tipping on this ledge, questioning your humanity, as I tip above the oceanity of what could be in front of me. And I'm tipping tipping at the edge Air at my face Earth at my feet Seas in my heart to drown you out of me Then I cry oceans away with the saltiest tears I can taste all my pain And my leaving fears Cause you left me and I can't see this edge you left in front of me, And you left me tipping tipping tipping tipped
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Nov 18, 2017
Nov 18, 2017 at 12:45 PM UTC
Tipping
I lift myself up, pointed on toes tipping at the edge. A wind molds to my face. I'm held there by grace, as my mind begins to dredge Up memories of you and me seventeen blessed with resilience none are faded by time in feeling if not in sight some are good some are bad all are mine I take a breath inhale this wind bowing me back from this cliff. But I hear waves below. It's a siren's song so strong to my ears as I sniff back tears from memories sent by this breeze so old to me of when you would tease so I'd unfreeze. The only other thing that could put me at ease is the violent sea I stand above now so desperately And I'm tipping tipping at the edge of my sanity. Oh, I'm tipping tipping on this ledge, questioning your humanity, as I tip above the oceanity of what could be in front of me. And I'm tipping tipping at the edge I take a step back, release my breath, settle my heels into this earth. Let the wind roll my tears back towards my ears, the sound so much quieter than these memories I hid from me to let myself relearn how to breathe. They swell up again, just as wind dies down. I grit my teeth, say an amen, and prepare to drown. And I'm tipping tipping at the edge of my sanity. Oh, I'm tipping tipping on this ledge, questioning your humanity, as I tip above the oceanity of what could be in front of me. And I'm tipping tipping at the edge Air at my face Earth at my feet Seas in my heart to drown you out of me Then I cry oceans away with the saltiest tears I can taste all my pain And my leaving fears Cause you left me and I can't see this edge you left in front of me, And you left me tipping tipping tipping tipped
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I don’t want time to cool off after getting mad I want you to prove that you’re sorry Stop asking what you can do to make it better Don’t just sit there and repeat back to me Offer me suggestions and do them anyway Beg my forgiveness down on your knees Spend the next eight hours overthinking Get angry and expressive, ******* unfreeze Fight back, take up a weapon and strike God knows I’ve given you a million to date Or deliver an overblown romantic gesture It could be literally anything I’d appreciate Hey, can you listen? It’s not that hard Do I have to scream to be heard? I don’t think I’m making an impact You still stand there undeterred
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Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 11:19 AM UTC
furious
*I stopped writing like I used to and I tried writing like your used to but the syllables and hard words am not used to am dry with words that can intoxicate you but I know if I write my truth the stars will glow as the wind brings you so am gonna write to unfreeze my heart am gonna write the unspoken words am gonna write to free me from the chains that strangle me*
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Mar 11, 2015
Mar 11, 2015 at 1:45 PM UTC
Born
There’s frost Still capped on your nose Your heat is lost A battleground froze Unfreeze your hold On corrupt conventions Lined with gold Misguided intentions Open your eyes To spring’s fresh sky Melt  icy lies & Give love a try
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Mar 15, 2013
Mar 15, 2013 at 3:25 PM UTC
Spring, Where are you?
when the waves of the sea sang of summer, wan midnights and flowers beguiled by a love strong and tender in slumber, awakening tumultuous and wild; oh, love, sweetest love, won’t you listen to the song that the fierce sea sang, while the desolate waves seemed to glisten and silver bells rang. oh, my love, oh, my love, hear the fire of the love that has blossomed for you, a song full of want and desire, and all of its dreams about you, the wind fires up through the mountains, the clouds fill the desolate sky, the waters of earth fill the fountains and all the seas sigh. and i never felt love for another as strong or as passionate as for you, and my legs longed for yours like a lover, and forever they’d stay ever true, up high in the night sky the birds fly and plunder the sorceress moon, and love in her waves gives a sweet sigh and falls in a swoon. the solitary sea starts to whisper, with a love that n’er knows of a god, and the mist on the sea-wall grows crisper as it dampens the ghosts of the sod, and love cries out loudly at sunrise toes dipped in the trembling dew, forgetting the murmurs of moonrise besotted and blue. the wind now no longer seeks shelter, curves the clouds who now run and then run, sings of tides full of moonlight who welter with tears (though no gift of the sun,) and these tears for my love i now carry stripped away like the sun and the rain, our love both soulful and arbitrary, flowing true in the vein. the flowers of midnight are calling like lilies with petals outspread, on an ocean that dreams as it’s falling, and falls like an anchor of lead, the streams lift up high as if dreaming, the wings of the wind’s edges bleed, and all of their wonderful streaming begins to recede. the sun sung out once to the morning, unshackled the wings of the seas who flew as the light started dawning, as the sea water started to unfreeze, day more of the morning soon conjured of magics both dreadful and free of tenderness’s sweetly outnumbered like your love for me. the brightening bird grows to an ocean, its brilliant wings full of day, and our hearts sing out loud with emotion, the clouds float along in their greys, the light in the sky starts to shiver, no longer of evening and night, sings songs of the moon’s lonely river her lamps set alight.
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Sep 15, 2025
Sep 15, 2025 at 3:07 PM UTC
[in love with swinburne]
when the waves of the sea sang of summer, wan midnights and flowers beguiled by a love strong and tender in slumber, awakening tumultuous and wild; oh, love, sweetest love, won’t you listen to the song that the fierce sea sang, while the desolate waves seemed to glisten and silver bells rang. oh, my love, oh, my love, hear the fire of the love that has blossomed for you, a song full of want and desire, and all of its dreams about you, the wind fires up through the mountains, the clouds fill the desolate sky, the waters of earth fill the fountains and all the seas sigh. and i never felt love for another as strong or as passionate as for you, and my legs longed for yours like a lover, and forever they’d stay ever true, up high in the night sky the birds fly and plunder the sorceress moon, and love in her waves gives a sweet sigh and falls in a swoon. the solitary sea starts to whisper, with a love that n’er knows of a god, and the mist on the sea-wall grows crisper as it dampens the ghosts of the sod, and love cries out loudly at sunrise toes dipped in the trembling dew, forgetting the murmurs of moonrise besotted and blue. the wind now no longer seeks shelter, curves the clouds who now run and then run, sings of tides full of moonlight who welter with tears (though no gift of the sun,) and these tears for my love i now carry stripped away like the sun and the rain, our love both soulful and arbitrary, flowing true in the vein. the flowers of midnight are calling like lilies with petals outspread, on an ocean that dreams as it’s falling, and falls like an anchor of lead, the streams lift up high as if dreaming, the wings of the wind’s edges bleed, and all of their wonderful streaming begins to recede. the sun sung out once to the morning, unshackled the wings of the seas who flew as the light started dawning, as the sea water started to unfreeze, day more of the morning soon conjured of magics both dreadful and free of tenderness’s sweetly outnumbered like your love for me. the brightening bird grows to an ocean, its brilliant wings full of day, and our hearts sing out loud with emotion, the clouds float along in their greys, the light in the sky starts to shiver, no longer of evening and night, sings songs of the moon’s lonely river her lamps set alight.
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I'm not saying you made all the bad stuff go away! I'm just saying! You made me not care if it was there... There was so much wrong in my head I'd stare at the ceiling, lying in bed Trying to figure out why my brain leaks out of my ears if I hear a certain song or why when the sun hits me just right I get triggered for too long or why in all my relationships I couldn't move on or how the ******** priest thinks he can preach to me saying daddy never left and that's why you love buying Christmas trees Family A word that fits weird in my mouth a word with a different meaning behind it than everyone else they say blood is thicker than water but they both run in the river after you jump... hold the edge of the bridge hold my hand feel my ribs look deep jumping was never in my plans but death felt like the option at the end of the tunnel for me just exist don't get ****** let the love wash over you let the fear and drama drive you let it make you want it so much more I knock on your door twice I used to dream that it was his but then I realized he, wasn't it. God, fought so hard, never did anything but kick up sand now I'm trying to fit the love of my life Into my 20 year plan it changed so fast sometimes I feel my love lag he's moving onto the next episode and I'm not passed the intro.. buffering That's all this is, is buffering. And if you wait long enough. You'll unfreeze trust me I know, and I never trusted anyone but me.
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Feb 3, 2019
Feb 3, 2019 at 11:31 AM UTC
Glow
Hurt and doubt revealed on my face I recall bad memories in distaste I remember hate in your expression Your rage fueled my own aggression This place coated with memories Clocks are stopped and won't unfreeze Hands endlessly stuck, seconds stand still Beg them to move but do not think they will Tell me how to bridge the gap Separating you and I before we snap Give everything I have to you It is nothing compared to what you do Problem is you still expect more Feelings are different in my core Trying to restore the glow obviously lost How we once melted eachothers frost I want more time to throw away Do you still long for my presence each day? As much as I would love to stay, I'm unsure I selfishly want to but I'm frightened you'll get burned Forceful ocean storm rages out of control Behind eyes a tortured soul It's sad to sit down and do the math Discover we are fractions, less than 1/2s Familiar smile I yearn to see Share with someone better than me Strange to think back when we met Had no idea how close you'd get Although we have encountered distress The hard days were leading up to the best Lately best is fading to bad Scared bad will become the worst we've ever had
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Sep 18, 2018
Sep 18, 2018 at 12:10 PM UTC
The Worst
Each passing of time Like breeze passing by And cherry blossom flowers fly Into the air and lands on to the Earth In which it will withered Without a trace as time passed Claiming once breathing and alive Now, is with Death in the afterlife Each passing of time Like breeze passing by I miss you like spring in winter's nights And as the moonlight shines tonight I dream about us in my memories As if our romance blossoms once more Yet, with each passing of time Seasons change, rivers unfreeze And flowers bloom, new seasons unfold In my mind this love cease to continue Withered into the past A story can never brought back to life Yet, how I wish this passing of time Help me move forward Cherishing this once living romance Unto my broken heart Until time stopped to pass on my life.
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Dec 1, 2018
Dec 1, 2018 at 10:56 AM UTC
Passing of Time