Caged insideHere we are, everything we are, everything we have. Built up inside this box.Caged inside18 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
We're caged, full of pent up rage. We bust it down and break these chains.
Set free, you see? This is the only way we can be, born to be. Unrestrained, uncontained.
Time to move forward, nothing more we can do but start a new.
Look towards the future and not dwell in the past, but remember where you came from.
Don't forget what made you, you. Stay humble and true, no matter what they put you through.
Stay one step ahead of the game, and ten steps ahead of your prey.
That way you'll never regret that day, never regret the choices you made.
So hold your head high as you look upon there face and face your fate.
You contemplate every thing you ever thought. Every word that left your mouth.
Staring down your enemy now your eyes burning with anger inside, emotions on high.
You don't know weather you should scream or cry or just run and hide.
But feel something deep inside crack, there you go you've finally snapped,
AloneI feel alone when he is not here.Alone21 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
I feel alone when he is near.
All I want is to feel his touch.
And when I do it is not long enough.
I feel alone when he is over there.
I feel alone. Dose he even care?
All I want is some passion.
Maybe just some interaction.
Bless the blindPoetry- it's always poetry, passion and, experience.Bless the blind15 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
The HouseHe moved to the houseThe House17 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
He moved with a friend
but the friend did something to ensure his end
so he left the house
found warmer places to stay
and when he came back he had one thing to say
"This house is quiet"
Puncture the pastTwo friends bond over similar lives,Puncture the past16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
never suspecting new things to arrive.
Forever searching but never to find,
convinced of love in the past behind.
When we want to believe, we will make it true,
create an illusion until it crashes through.
Two friends know they have shared thought
both of them, in belief were caught.
The bond grows tight, they tread a path,
hours of talking, looking back.
Blind to reality not seeing the truth
until one day they kiss and are flooded with proof.
peste totcu sângele meu plătesc orice încercarepeste tot16 hours ago in Traditional Fixed Forms
cu sufletul greu răsplătesc orice îmbrățișare
prin vina inimii mă regăsesc nevinovat
în deplină mișcare
prin grădina minții te zugrăvesc peste tot
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