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Lost Words In The WindCan you hear it wind?Lost Words In The Wind2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
They're killing me
That sudden sharp sound
Was my souls last scream.
Can you hear them wind?
They're coming soon
When they've broken your spirit
What else can they do?
Can you hear her wind?
Crying crystalline tears
She was much like me
But bound by her fears.
Can you hear me wind?
These are my last words
I tell them to you
Because I doubt she heard.
I loved her you know,
Can't you hear it wind?
When I tell her I'll be
By her side till the end.
Even you wind I
Know, would be surprised,
To hear anything other
Than goodnight in reply
... Because after all
She is one of them.
12. Insanity.12. Insanity.2 years ago in Visual & Found Poetry More Like This
I'm no monster. I'm just me.
You think i'm going insane? Well your wrong.
The thing is. I don't need you anymore. I'm over you.
I know you still love me. I've seen it in your eyes.
I see you look at me in every lesson.
You have to stop. Now.
Or...or I might become insane.
I don't want to end up like the others. Feeling dead inside.
It's like i'm your obsession, your pet.
It's like you have to make me laugh every 24/7.
Well you dont. It's not like you own me.
I have his thing. It's called my heart. You don't change anything about it.
I can't belive I let you inside and rip it apart.
You know my darkest secret. The one that can
Sun and Coke2 years ago in deviantID
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Frightening LoveHave I fallen off from my throne of hatred,Frightening Love2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Or did I just turn around- it must be an illusion
A vision of the mind that had betrayed before
Well, I must say that I am terrified.
Also experiencing something unspecified.
Do they call that falling for a man with a gorgeous smile?
Frightening, I must say.
Desires make you feel like human, don't they?
If this really is the end, then please...
Don't love me, it's frightening.
But in this confusion, I blame you.
It is the joy I'd like to keep.
FearMaking music is like writing poetryFear2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
All you need is a good imagination
And creativity
More important
To be good at something
You need confidence
And strength to face the difficulties
Also guts to go trough the failures
Maybe that is the reason why
I have chosen to write stuffed conversations
Tell Me You Love MeIf you tell me I'm pretty you can see me smile.Tell Me You Love Me2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
If you tell me I'm beautiful you can see me blush.
If you tell me you like me, well I might like you back.
Tell Me You Love Me...well...you just might have my heart.
Tell me you need me, I'll starting needing you more.
If you lust for me, I'll lust for you too.
I promise if you'll promise me, I'll love you always.
Even after we're both old and ugly.
But dare to stop loving me...and you'll never love again.
That's a promise you know I'll keep.
Photografie Kristof de veirman 2 years ago in Industrial
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Don't think"I'm broken!"Don't think2 years ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
Said too often!
Shut up, shut up!
Don't think, just smile!
House Firewhen he takes a shower tonightHouse Fire2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
he'll scrub away the nullified atoms of
his childhood photos and irreplacable
sentimentals. he'll lose his home, his
dog, his late homework down the drain and the
waterbill remains unaffected.
if only someone could hear his
screaming from behind the bathroom doors, only
then would we realize he has
realized what he has lost.
Steel Beauty II2 years ago in Body Art
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Inkognito2 years ago in Emotive Portraits
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id2 years ago in deviantID
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fur immer.2 years ago in Conceptual
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idk2 years ago in People
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primul poem despre Noradacă nebunie nu e, poezie nu e,primul poem despre Nora2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
zise Nora.
dacă dragoste nu e, nimic nu.
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şi exact în ritmul ăsta alergăm
unii în palmele celorlalţi
nemaştiind de când şi de ce
cum anume şi pentru cine ne-am dat ultima noastră suflare.
întrebările esenţiale
răspunsurile gravate cu grijă în vârful capului
va veni o zi în care totul are să se oprească
şi viaţa
şi moartea
şi mâinile ce se află acolo
vor şti cum trebuie procedat.
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6 Seconds at the Seaside 2 years ago in Abstract
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Cutie 2 years ago in Domesticated Animals
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Brave FrontPut up a brave frontBrave Front2 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
Even when you're terrified
You just wanna run and hide
You just wanna hang your head
And cry
Why?
Why did it happen?
Why must this be?
What did I do wrong?
Please set me free.
I thought I'd won now
I thought it was done
Now I find this
And I just wanna run
It just isn't fair.
Why?
Why did it happen?
Why must this be?
What did I do wrong?
Please set me free.
If I never see you
That would be tragic
I've loved you for ages
My dear, you are magic
And I love you so
Why?
Why did it happen?
Why must this be?
What did I do wrong?
Please set me free.
Ballerina2 years ago in Other
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My HeadMy headMy Head2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Filled with a thousand thoughts
Alive
Budding
Bounding
Changing
Fleas on a dog
Waiting to be discovered
I spot a glimpse of one
Scribble it down
Before it leaps away
And merges with the multitude of others
Now the dog is dead
And left to consume the rotting flesh
Are only sluggish maggots
Crawling
Writhing
Infesting
They are of no use to me now
But they will clean everything to the bone
All that is putrid and perverse
And, maybe, one day
I'll be free from this mess.
UnmadeIt wasn't unusual to wake up to an empty room. Actually, to be fair, it would be unusual to not wake up to an empty room. But the bed was always unmade. Rais didn't have enough effort to make it; he said it was a waste of time, so our mom's done it every day for the last ten years.Unmade2 years ago in Short Stories More Like This
On Tuesday at exactly six thirty in the morning my alarm clock went off. I remember moaning, turning over and rolling the pillow over my head.
But not before I saw, just like always, that the opposite bed was undone.
I wouldn't ever be okay again. How could I be? The one person that was always there no matter what. The kid that held my hand when we c
Forever ApartWhy am I not allowed to talk to her,Forever Apart2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And tell her how I feel?
Why is it that the one
I truly care about
Is forbidden?
How do I pine for the one
Who is my life,
Knowing that she could
Never love me back?
My love thinks that I want for another.
I didn't have the courage
To say while I could,
And now she is gone.
For although her life is the sweetest song
I ever have heard,
We can never be together.
I will remain a secret forever,
Hidden behind the
Faint red marks on my wrist
And the tears that fall silently in the dark.
The memories of my (name removed)
Are all that remain now,
Forever apart.
Falling GhostsI fell asleep as the curtains billowedFalling Ghosts2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
From the dancing wind as my ears caught
The sound of rain dancing on the ledge outside
The gentle stucco of their dance luring my tired thoughts
Into wishing that you were lying in bed next to me.
Instead I wrap sheets tighter around my tired form
As if they can ward your phantasm away from my lonely
Heart as I dream of waking with you entangled in my embrace
Your scent filling me with contentment as I squeeze my eyes shut
To block out your specter knowing that we can never be.
My thoughts turn to the rain as I lay my head to rest on
Old pillows that have almost lost their shape, curling in
Drift AwayDrift awayDrift Away2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Sometimes I wish I could disappear
Float somewhere far away from here
Forget everything that I hold dear
So there's nothing left to hold me here
Since of clarity within my mind
Nothing left for me to find
Contented bliss from an empty mind
No weight upon my heart or mind
If I could leave it all behind
No longer would I be blind
I could see what needs to be
And how everything should really be
Is it you or is it him
I wouldn't have to decide
I'd be alone and that's all I'd need
No want or hurt left in my heart to breed
Yes I think I'd like to know
What it is to drift and float
Upon a breeze and above th
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