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I kept telling myself I was over you That I was done writing about you Or thinking about you Or talking about you But here I am Six months later and I still feel guilty for letting your name grace my tongue
Here you are again, wandering around the block, with that smile you use to pretend not being caught up in your thoughts. Here you are again, but now, you're being brave. Notions pervade your brain,
Circumstance so familiar by memory painted sphere, nuances of colorful thoughts looking through that window there. The same song that gives this canvas its dimension, doors to the threshold by mystic reason as ascension.
Thought: Baby Steps   Have you ever watched a parent guide a toddler's steps? It's whimsical, I say that geared toward the toddler because their legs just aren't strong enough yet, You know?..
“What do you believe in the most?” -- The magic That starts When you put together Two broken hearts And find They make a whole
It was a breath Of fresh air Taking off The words Of him Of her Of them And cloaking myself
We were the definition In front of neon lights Of what change was How one person Insecure Ugly Me
  Did you see it In my eyes? How five words ...or was it six…? Made me the happiest Girl Happiest friend
I guess I mistook The reasons I have you And the reasons you have me We aren’t meant to fall in love Now Or ever I’m meant to be
If the body is a blank canvas Let me paint a picture Through the kisses Telling you what is now Through the time in my arms
No honey please don’t be so sad… Trust me I know Everything Because I was you In a way I still am Please…
Dear Dude, When I took those first steps... Not into the world, no Into your life. Who did I look like? I refuse to believe I didn't remind you of anyone. Perhaps... an old friend?
You said we'd get our passports You said we'd go to ParisYou said we'd live in New YorkYour dreams were too big for your skin.
Memories light, fleeting at best. Some linger, some stay with unrest. A sonnet of love can be repeated a billion times, yet the most sinciere of memories... Leaves our mind. Who, what, when, where, why...
Breaking me was the easy part. Putting me back together as if it didn't hurt me was the hard part.  The part you thought would take to much time & effort. The part that you skipped.
Today is the day The day to begin To begin a new life A new life full of love Love that will be shared Be shared to those around To those around who may have lost
My thoughts I cannot find
I saw ribs, I saw bones, I ad-libbed, My lungs filled I with stones. I saw her eyes; Green like the sea, Looking up at cloudless skies; Bel esprit. Who; Can I be?
Mad as a hatter they  Always say. Down with bloody big   Head or so he says. Always watching over me, Thinking that I wouldn't notice him there, Thinking that I'd be better off with out him.
Here is the begging, so romising and bright, but what f you can't se the light? Hidden by the darkness of a pain that never ends. Hidden by the sorrow of a fight that just began.
How funny! You fell down, down, down Because of a cute little bunny He’s late, you know So don’t delay! If you follow, you’ll get carried away. Big and Small and Tall again
My love for you is forever It's like the Universe,
Why must we always question authority? Obviously we should back down, We're simply the minority.    I'll tell you why we stand and fight, Why we won't give up the shiny crown,
Across the Pond,  And into the Rabbit Hole, I promised myself I'd never fall again. But Alas, I did, I fell, And down I went, Into the Rabbit Hole, Across the Pond. When I landed,
To begin agian to live agian, to see the light at the end its all what is scene becouse its all that has been repeated agian tell the end.  
Beautiful skies filled with gray Some may think oh what a shame But i, certainly do not   We hold on to the very last bit we have
i shouldn't but i do i trust i love i believe only to lose once again
The change it blows, across the sky. The wind it grows, as seasons die. Heralding might, with each new dawn. Winning the fight, through guise of calm.
Intro {INTRO} we back intro, ying yang forever see her booty crack, yall ain't ready for the return of the club poetry crunk, be like lil jon centipede that woman, top model she beautiful,
It's raining out & I'm standing out Thinking it's been year's now I know it ain't no turning it around Because she don't feel me like I feel her Again drowning trying to catch my breath
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