"youare" poems
come onyou canyou'll sober up in timejust spend the night this shouldn't be happening there are plenty of things you could be doing rather than... this. it will get out of hand drama; you hate drama.you could be with your friends that care.you could be doing something that helps, not hurts.something that especially doesn't hurt yourself..Why truly Why are you doing thisthey're just over-reacting.it wasn't that big of a dealthey'll get over ityou meant what you saidyou have an opinion and you stand by itthey are wrongand youare right that was uncalled for you could have given the benefit of the doubt you've known each other a long time you could have asked calmer than that it was coming thoughWhy did you do that!?you hurt their feelingsyou could have gotten over itjust waited it outyou could have done itnow you really did it
Feb 23, 2010
Feb 23, 2010 at 11:59 AM UTC
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Oct 28, 2014
Oct 28, 2014 at 2:48 PM UTC
I saw you through the limelight sky,
the flowers move as you do,
smell as you do,
so elegant and so beautiful,
all of them wanting to be you,
gorgeous
Moving through the winded meadow,
the grass flowing in your flootsteps,
your dress is blowing in the wind,
looks like youare ready to fly
Finally,
you look at me,
even from across the plains,
I can see your lucious eyes,
intrigued,
I know you want to come closer,
yet I stand here,
awaiting your every move.
Jul 21, 2011
Jul 21, 2011 at 12:10 PM UTC
THE REASON WHY MOST OF MY ART IS ABOUT you IS BECAUSE THE ONLY INSPIRATION I DRAW COMES FROM your BOUNCY CURLS AND HAIR AS MESSY AS your THOUGHT PROCESS. you MAKE ME WARM WHERE IN MOST CASES IM PURPLE WITH COLD AND NUMB TO THE BONE. I MAKE ART ABOUT you BECAUSE I KNOW ONE DAY you WILL LEAVE ME. ALL I WILL HAVE IS THE ART THEN, IN ART youARE PERMANENT IN ART I CAN COME CLOSE TO FEELING THE MOMENTS WHERE you LOVED ME AGAIN. BUT MY POEMS ARE SAD BECAUSE I FEAR you NEVER loved ME AND POETRY IS MY ONLY FORM OF STABILITY.
May 20, 2015
May 20, 2015 at 2:01 PM UTC
She fed everyone lies
And now she has no real ties
Living in her deluded world
Unaware of what she did
How can you be evil
If you think youare truly good
I would sincerely help you
If only you would turn true
Sep 4, 2013
Sep 4, 2013 at 8:13 PM UTC
life is strange i'm dying(youare)and the world is
out my window are little boats
dots
boats
dots
toandfro dots
boat
dots
little and to and fro
dots
go whizzing very slowly
outside my window
i can
a glass perspiring
at my hip
does
the wind
cooly blusters
feel
and a flower
very like is
a girl cut dribble
which grasps the air climbing
into the heat of july
a star
Jul 7, 2013
Jul 7, 2013 at 7:27 PM UTC
It was a fraction of a flicker,
Though it seemed so drawn out
passing through each other's spiritual planes
It all rushed through me,
An instant in forever
like time didn't mean a ****
And none of the writhing pain remembered,
until well and truly sobered,
And not in any depth,
even now in this forced reflection
Writing this useless scrawl
seeking a justification
for our concrete separation.
No luck.
The universe won't answer
The Sands of Time
keep slipping through
the glass walls that dive us.
Only the deepest sleep
brings the opportunity
To skip amongst the stars
cast away the game of hide and seek,
To play joyfully our celestial kiss chasey,
To catch each other in our arms,
Where the empty spaces of youare filled
And meld into a complete
Alchemic etherial union.
But like sleep,
astral dreams must end.
The light of reality
breaks through the window,
And I know every degree of separation
Our crueltly is the highest true sacrifice of our kind
The highest love requires the highest trust
And belief that nothing else matters
But the ethereal elevation
of every version of existence,
The karmic heart lessons must be learned
The test must be endured
I've drawn out every awakening
I've walked around in circles waiting for you
Every chance I slip,
Every time I see you again
With these earthly eyes
Feel your presence with this grounded soul,
I don't want to come home
But it's all in vain
I'm ready to leave this test,
I have to go;
The stars are calling,
hurry dearest love,
I dont want to go
Please,
don't make me goto another plane
without you.
Oct 16, 2015
Oct 16, 2015 at 8:45 PM UTC
rain come
rain come so youare
wet rain so
so nice and
so pretty and
so. Rain,
would you
part your lips
entering me. And
rain, would you curl upon each smoothness kiss?
rain, you are so grey. rain, you are so wet. rain, you part your lips entering the sea and your chin wobbles hardly a bit swallowing the hard inch of the city rain your cheeks are a bit like trembling and when they are full of the city you look up and with your entering lips parted shining wet you cry
Rain
Sep 5, 2013
Sep 5, 2013 at 2:07 PM UTC
you come around for a while
before u sleep and i smile
knowing its only when youare dreaming
and awake i hate being alive
Jul 21, 2016
Jul 21, 2016 at 9:22 PM UTC