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Nicole Apr 2015
I want to receive a call from you, telling me that everything is going to be all right.
The worst part is that I know that's not true.
Yanamari Oct 2018
The relentless
Ingenuine serenades,
Empty
Swirling around my ears
As I try
To encompass
Your entirety,
What energy we share
For your tireless
Unfelt soothsaying
To pile around
Unreceived.

Serenade me,
Whether we share or not,
For I will let peel
The layers of your serenade
And watch
As the energy unveils.
But know that when
Your words are empty,
You should leave.
Because I'm
Beginning to have enough.
The Aura Series: II
SelinaSharday Feb 2019
Reach Beyond
Da Mist..
Ohhh arrgh ooh I can't reach this unwanted.
Sighs tugging I can't figure this Mist.
I'm aware of the solemn because of this lone.
My internal lag is weighing my heart with emptiness.
Seems I no longer fit.
With all the wanted clicks.
Please um hello um anyone..um someone.
I need a heart message I can't reach deserted.
I need a specialist maybe a therapist.

My minds on an island called secluded.
While my nerves feels comfortless.
Is it cold now or is it only me.
When I drink it feels like a glass of withdrawn.
No one for special dinners meals eaten alone.
Temporary escape are lil chats on the phone.

Sobs water flows from my cheeks that spells uncherished.
I'll get a cup to catch these tear drops.
The sobs seems like they'll never stop.
My body feels so love malnourished.

I'm happy with my desired creative solitudes.
It's my lonely mist that drags my soul adrift.
My need to be supportive.
And to get support, to feel accepted and appreciated.
My want for deep connection.
And to give sweet affections.
Feels like unopened gifts cast away unshipped.
Stuffed with love unreceived..Forgotten places unachieved.
Sulked alone hidden deep within.
Trying to reach beyond this Mist.
Reach my heart touch my soul remove this mist.
Leisa Battaglia Jul 2019
I remember you as a timid but tough little girl.
You, so annoyed with your hair's stubborn mass of pretty curls.
Undeniably beautiful right from the start.
It was clear you were sent to captivate everyone's heart.

I must say, it was a compliment when others thought you belonged to me.
And it's crossed my mind, that's the way it was intended to be.
"She looks just like you." I've heard it more times than I can count.
How many daughters do I have, 1, that's the amount.

So alike in so many ways, not just who we each see in the mirror.
But as time goes on and life takes its toll, our similarities are much clearer.
Neither of us asked for the hands we've been dealt.
No one could understand all the betrayal and pain we each have felt.

You're just starting out on life's unpredictable journey, bold but still shy.
I often ask myself what I can do to help, the reason I was put here in your life, why?
I can only try to be an example of what strength through extreme adversity should be.
And make sure that you know, when life throws adversity your way, you can always turn to me.

Your life so far isn't what you imagined it would be, I'm sure.
But trust me beautiful girl, your innocence in it all is pure.
You carry the heavy weight of the world on your tiny shoulders.
Your life will never be as amazing as it's meant to be until you drop those boulders.

A father's love, so yearned for yet unreceived.
A mother whose own interest is all she can conceive.
Feeling abandoned, unwanted, lost.
That turns to anger and feeling crossed.

Trust me when I say, these feelings are no strangers to me.
My life has had many nightmares that no matter how hard I try I can still see.
So many scars and afraid to be alone, I grasp for love where I can get it.
Then I push it away before they can leave and get the last hit.

I see that in you and it makes me so sad.
I hurt for you and the life that you've already had.
I can see glimpses of the unique amazing woman you will be.
But only when you let your guard down and allow me to see.

What advice can I give to help you get through your pain.
When life can seem so unfair and make you feel insane.
All I can say is our pain makes us who we are.
It's how we handle it that determines where we'll go, how far.

And you have so much strength inside you that you don't even see.
But your strong, gorgeousness is visible to everyone, not just me.
And for those in your life who choose not to look.
It's their tremendous loss and just chapters in your life's book.

You aren't meant to pay for your parents' sins.
Let them carry their burdens or it's them who wins.
You are meant for greater things.
And it's close to time for you to spread your wings.

Your story is just beginning and I can't wait to see where life takes you.
I'm just happy that you allow me to come along for the ride too.
I look at you and can still see that beautiful shy little girl.
But I also see a stunning young woman ready to take on the world.

Please remember there are plenty who love you, myself included.
So when life starts hitting hard and you want to give up, don't get deluded.
You'll always have a soft place to land and heal your wounds.
Ears to listen, shoulders to lean or cry on, and people who would give you all the stars, suns and moons.

I look at your lovely face, see your fearless nature and I need you to know that I am so proud.
"She is strong, intelligent, beautiful, kind, loving, and deserves a wonderful life." I wish I could scream out loud.
And when you go off to fulfill all that life has in store for you, we will all miss ya!
Because there is only one; unique and painfully beautiful, ALYSSA!
For Alyssa, my amazing goddaughter and niece. Nanny loves you! You inspire me!
Ayn Feb 2020
An opal glacier,
Raven in the night.
An unreceived message,
Screeching warnings so bright.
A steaming screaming ship,
Unwilling to lose the fight.
A hundred escapes too few,
Now they’re all packed tight.
A thousand and a half dead men,
Who on that night, last saw the moonlight.
A coincidence by all means,
Which gave humanity a great fright.
A tragedy yet to be repeated,
As we move into the era of flight.
It was, in fact, a big series of coincidences and cut corners that led to this tragedy. Horrible luck, I do say.
Jamie L Cantore Apr 2016
Plainly see that I adore thee, for am I not fain to portray my undying love in lyric? So be it so that my love may go unreceived, still I write these lines so ye mayst hear it.
I do so hope, I do so dream, blind eyes will see, one day, tho 'til then I rely on thee, the one whom disputes my love, for fear that
she mayst lose you to me and my lost lyric.
To blind love.
biche Nov 2014
It is rather tragic
If not ironic
How we both
Give each other so much
All the while
Neither of us
Has enough.

What we give
Goes for the most part
Unreceived.
I wonder if my walls are as thick as I perceive his to be, and I just don't realize it.
Rachiel Apr 2019
Ever felt so happy to hear someone's voice? I know!!
Ever felt so energetic on seeing someone's smile? I know!!
Ever felt so empty when someone had to leave? I know!!

Ever felt powerful after days of despair? I will know!!
Ever felt peace after accepting the end? I will know!!
Ever felt forgiveness for the unreceived apology? I will know!!

Some days you are "I know",
Sometimes you end up to be "I will know".
Either way you have to survive it.
In the process of losing someone slowly, I needed someone to tell me this.
Hope this helps someone if they need it!!
badwords Jan 15
There is a space for lease.
Unreciprocated pain, ceased.
Unreceived 'why's.
Now, 'goodbye's.
Betterment, sweet release.

If she is what you find.
I beg you to be kind.
She knows not what to do.
Too many identities, askew.
In her, a unique mind.

There is a place to rent.
Her heart not yet spent.
I take my leave.
Nothing to grieve.
Ships at night, sent.

I hope that there is something there.
Something left for one to care.
My fantasies, adrift.
A weight I could not lift.
Still some love to pair.

Be well.

— The End —