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broken promises

Sat, 07/19/2014 - 19:21 -- arroja

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Broken promises

Sleepless nights

Pesistent thoughts

Your voice in my head

your eyes in my head

your lips with my lips

your body agaisnt mine, 

you hug me, you kiss me,

you fuck me, you love me

you leave, 

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The Cry of a Steinway

Wed, 05/15/2013 - 20:14 -- dft0200

36 soldiers
Dressed in black
Atop 52
White horses
When one soldier
Falls
During battle
A note cries
Out
Each soldier falls
A song lives on
In the memory
Of those
36 soldiers
Dressed in black
Atop 52
White Horses

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No need to hide

Sat, 11/29/2014 - 18:06 -- brayu5

Optimistic, benevolent, and logical,

That is who I am.

Who am I to others?

The same I am inside.

There is no need to hide;

Judgement has no effect

On my long and short life.

Being myself brings joy

To myself and others;

There is no need to hide.

The person I am inside

Is who I am to others;

This is who I am:

Optimistic, benevolent, and logical.

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Dear Time's Waste

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I'm lost in all our sweet sorrow

You're so afraid that we'll end to be nothing

But darling everything we have we borrow

And your fear is like a reflective madness

 

We pretend our hearts are soaring

You're so afraid that we'll end to be nothing

But darling everything we have is boring

And your fear is like a typical sadness

 

Darling I'm sorry I don't understand

I'm sorry that "I love you"

Is better to you than any kiss

Why are words more satisfying than the kiss?

 

Our love should be infinite

But you're so close to me you're distant

Darling everything we have is finite

And your hands are dripping red

 

These memories should be indestructible

But you're so close to me you're distant

Darling everything we have is corruptible

And your hands are keeping my bed

 

Darling I'm sorry I don't understand

I'm sorry that "I love you"

Is better to you than any kiss

Why are words more appealing than the kiss?

 

Who am I to sit and sing your word?

You should already know

My darling I can’t be your bird

I can’t sing to you anymore

 

Who are you to sit and demand my blessing?

You should already know

My darling you aren’t confessing

I can’t dance for you anymore

 

Darling I’m sorry I don’t understand

I’m sorry “I love you”

Is better to you than any kiss

Why are words more tempting than the kiss?

 

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The Darcy Perspective

So the guide that inspired me was the English sonnet one. This is not like a sonnet, but I adore sonnets so I kind of twisted it to make it my own. The title I took from Shakespeare's sonnet 30.

Children

Children are blossoming flowers

Sprouting at life's early beginnings.

Treat them well.

They are the future.

They are tomorrow.

Who knows?

Maybe one day we will rediscover our child within.

Until then,

Mend the gardens for the

children's time to play

We all got a chance

They will too someday 

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Cloud Nine

Let’s go to cloud nine together.

I’ll get the ladder; you’ll get the wine and cheese.

With parachutes on our backs, we’ll climb as we please.

 

On our way up, we’ll hear Whitacre’s chorales.

The harmonies will make us climb up more.

We’ll wonder why we hadn’t thought about this before.

 

Once we arrive, our legs won’t be tired from climbing.

In fact, they’ll be weightless and light.

And our faces, they’ll be euphorically bright.

 

 The clouds will be wispy cushions,

Visible, but intangible; Fluffy, yet with flakes.

We’ll play with them, like silly putty; see what shapes we can make.

 

Down below people will see what we created.

The puppy we tried to shape will look like a giraffe.

As we hear lovers decoding our images, we’ll laugh.

(Wouldn’t want to be them!)

 

Let’s set up our picnic area.

We’ll drink until we’re laughing, eat cheese until we sleep.

Together, we’ll have dreams we’ll want to keep.

 

Soon you’ll be dreaming for days,

And then I’ll wake you with a kiss.

Once you open your eyes, you’ll know you’re still in bliss.

 

Let’s stay up here forever.

We’ll throw away our parachutes and watch them fall.

We’ll be too high to want to come down at all.

 

Time will feel useless up here.

We’ll feel immortal and free.

We’ll hear clouds whispers and indulge in their serenity.

 

They say “Stay here.

 

Months.

 

Years, it’s been now.

How has it been down there?

 

Let’s take a peek at our Earth.

We see plenty of green.

We see many flowers we hadn’t seen.

They smell beautiful.

 

We see females in white gowns and men in tuxes,

And wonder why there is no “I Do” here,

Why there aren’t any wedding chapels near.

They must be beautiful.

 

We see death among family and lovers.

The agony is what we were evading,

But we realize that our time up here is now fading.

 

We regret looking down at the Earth now,

Because we know we’ll need to descend.

We don’t want to believe this cloud life will end.

 

But the patches of green grass are calling us.

 

The Earth is beautiful and so are we.

There’s a wedding chapel waiting for you and one for me.

The same one? No, it will not be.

 

Let’s jump down together already.

We already threw away our parachutes and kicked down the ladder,

But I know it won’t matter.

We’ll live.

 

We’ll live on Earth Nine one day, as we just did.

Separate and apart, we’ll live.

With love and bliss and pain, we’ll live.

 

Let’s talk about our weddings.

I’ll be your best man, though I’m a woman.

You’ll be my bridesmaid because you love dresses…

It’ll be beautiful.

 

Let’s go to Cloud Nine together.

I’ll get my diaries. You’ll get your wife’s hover car keys.

With fifty stories on our backs, we’ll talk as we please.

Wouldn’t have it any other way.

 

 

 

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Mount Zion

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To this place I let my memories cleave-

Long ago, a time on water’s horizon,

A moment ethereal I never want to leave.

 

On a large, cool stump, love was received,

Drawn from my heart for you were my siren.

To this place I let my memories cleave.

 

Warm in the cold on that winter’s eve,

Light gave to night but our hearts enlightened.

A moment ethereal I never want to leave.

 

Our eyes sparkled never again to grieve,

For we were alone, our own human island.

To this place I let my memories cleave.

 

Ocean and you masterfully interweave,

So addictive the remedy, it’s also the poison,

A moment ethereal I never want to leave.

 

Just a dot in history, heart so naïve.

Proud I stood on the Mount of Zion,

To this place I let my memories cleave.

A moment ethereal I never want to leave.

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Relapse

There's you... there's me... then there's the craving.
It just won't stop.... like an addict... the desire to chase that high....
Walking the beat to your drum.... the humming thumping pounding...a rhythm i sway in an unfamiliar way
Sometimes i think you need me more than i need you....
You need to be craved... wanted amongst anything else.
Desired not just for the beautiful wrapping.... for the taste of your bittersweet sinful ways.
There's you.... there's me... then there's the craving.
Worlds collided and rubbled in the most beautiful and needed way.
Reimagining how simple in the most complicated way it can be...
Can i keep this.... this feeling....i want it in the bluntest way.
Flaws too.... the way rain wants to fall and the sun wants to shine... right now i need to crave.
There's you... there's me... then there's the craving.
Unrequited...nothing said... but i still feel you strings attached...a dope vibe...a familiar taste... Im reminded like sunkissed skin of your touch.
I stop myself....this is not healthy...waiting for my relapse.

This poem is about: 
Me

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Little Brother

You were annoying

You never left me alone

You wanted to be me

I was mean

I didn't want you around

I pushed

I pressured

You caved

I saw you hanging

I cried

I prayed

I saved 

I grew up that day

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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HE TOOK YOU AWAY

He took you away from our life that day,

it was so sad to see you fly away.

Everyday i think of a way you could of stayed,

but you flew away to a better place.

So far away so now i cant see your face,

its slowly fading away.

It kills me not to see you anymore,

but i know one day ill see you again.

At heavens gates smiling big on that day,

i miss you big but i can wait.

Were going to laugh,were going to cry,

but all i know is we will be in the sky.

Flying high over our loved ones,

who will one day be joining us in the sky.

This poem is about: 
My family

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