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pio son pie Feb 2019
were you the one who hadn't recognized,
or
expecting some worse revenge?
I might be
the worst of your worst thought of us.
this poem is initially for someone's doubtful think about his/her partner had thought about someone was not doing good. her/his dreadful thought can be harmful to our relationship. to reveal that the bad past shouldn't have existed and what for that happen until the future of our existence, love?
Letters from Lia Sep 2018
I think of the day where us exists
I think of the time you recognize me
I think of the ways I can make you happy
I think of the things we can do together
I think all of this everyday
And it makes me sad
"what are we?"
—My love, look at me, I'm waiting
siin.li
Isaac Aug 2018
Poetry says a lot about people,
Not just the person who wrote it.
Every person responds in their very own way;
Some so amazed they promote it.
I like to think of what goes through
The minds of those reading what I write.
Whether they recognize nothing of value,
Or whether they discover delight.
Written 29 August 2018
Shadow Dragon Aug 2018
You left me in the dark
just for me to know
I was in the shadow too.

After all I'm not surprised
I recognize
you must carry on.

Now that the thunder starts
I might let you know
that you could have done better.

I said things I shouldn't
and didn't say other things
that I should have.

I don't know if I feel relieved
or sad in a way that makes me
go to the heartbreak hotel.
E McNamara Mar 2018
Do you even recognize me
my pale skin
and innocent lips

I have come from so far
still to be me
skin and lips

My eyes still hazel and gold
now different
forced to change

Yet the same
Mystic Ink Plus Feb 2018
You may know, who I am    
I only know, who I’m not
    
Nothing else matters.
Theme: Lost in transition.
saeesha Aug 2017
I wander in search of a pseudonym
A name which no one can recognize
I lay on the floor feeling prim
Of all the things I despise

I wish to search for a new individuality
Something new to look forward to
I think that I have lost my quality

And there’s nothing left in me
I am short of syllables to utter
And tired of my reality
So I wander in the search of a pseudonym-
A name which no one can recognize
Arcassin B Jul 2017
By Arcassin Burnham


Use to think about sitting with you down at the bridge,
use to dream about the times where we would kiss and
every breath I took I fell in love with you over and over,
like a sad roller coaster getting ready to fall off the rails.

Trying to forget the past like every human being,
but every human being don't wanna forget,
like That friend that stole all your friends,
that same friend that sat there and told you friends to the end,
what did he do? didn't Recognize you again,
Now lets get something straight,
Didn't your mom ever tell you to worry about you and no one else,
not even your spouse,
This world is so bat-**** insane that everything is corrupt now,
so much bad order in this country they expect you to bow down,
yeah your trust,
is a no no,
licensed gun,
make it so so,
No lives matter obviously,
I don't know,
where to go go,
scared of death,
not scared to face it,
looking for a way out of the matrix,
I could care less about the systems wealth,
save your self.
©abpoetry2017
https://arcassin.blogspot.com/2017/07/cant-be-silenced-surprise-ep-explicit.html
Linda Terman Feb 2017
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*Wants to be the old stone bridge
Awaits, sense the rain, sun and sleet
Until the day
You, just once step out
And I recognize your feet
On your way, across me
Then I could wait
more than five thousand years
On this delight
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