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Fitting InI could,
Oh trust me, I could.

So easily could I change my appearance,
Both inside and out,

So easily can I become another,
Another part of a widespread group,

Yet, I do not,
I do not speak to it,

My opinions kept silent,
My thoughts rarely expressed.

So Sad, SadnessSo sad, isn't it?
So sad, so many in despair,
So far down,
So past help,
So far, no one to help.

So let me be there,
So let me help,
Sew your soul together
So you remain alive,
So many happy, aren't you glad?

SometimesSometimes I feel like I have lived a full life,
Done and gone,
Finished well, lived quite nicely.

Though my goals have not been yet finished,
I'm sure one may take them on
Someday, just as I have.

Sometimes, I feel ready for the cold arms
Of Death to carry me away,
His circular heart beating,
Forever worn, forever tired.

Stifled LoveYou stand in front of them,
And oh, how their eyes seem to shine
Back at you,
And you feel such an urge just to lean
Over and kiss them,
Yet, you hold back,
For they are simply taken,
And your heart cannot be
Taken from you, for they
Already grasp another.

You grin,
And act like nothing is wrong,
But ever time they speak
Of their lover's name,
Your heart shrivels up,
And cries out to them.

But you keep your mouth shut,
And stifle the pain,
For you cannot be loved back,
No, not someone like that,
For you simply do not deserve your only love...

DoomsdayGlowing yellow and red,
The sky has the ingredients to make orange,
Yet the colors of flames do not mix.

The tar scratches at your feet
And shakes with the rumbling of the Earth,
For above you, a rock engulfed with heat

And end lights up the evening sky,
Brighter than the sun,
Its heat so much stronger.

Like a firework that ceases to
Stop exploding, the hell bringer
Falls out of the sky,

Lands at your feet,
Surprisingly quiet and soft spoken,
So you blow away,

Dust is your body now,
And with the up hail gusts the doomsday
Meteor brought,

You drift away in the wind,
Death never being sweeter.

PromisesMore lies,
More promises.

More betrayal,
Or so it seems.

More discarding
Of peoples lives.

More hate,
More love.

You shall give,
And you shall receive,

Oh what lies,
Just as good as a lie

As myself,
My words.

My promises.

MemoriesScrambling through memories,
Lost without a sense of time.

All of now seems meaningless,
And parts of me wish to return to what once was.

But, gazing upon these memories only
Bring back heartache,

It only makes me remember:
"You are a liar. You cannot be trusted.

You've let more down then you've put up,
And what a devious thief you can be too."

So, with a blink of the eye,
With the rolling of salty tears,

You forget,
Only to continue your horrific ways.

StitchingTrails of broken hearts,
Cracked, shattered, even just a bit scratched,
And oh how I try to stitch them back together,
Pin them lightly at first,
Just as any tailor of hearts would I suppose.
Then, I embroider the pieces,
Slowly, carefully, ever so cautious to not tear it.
But, as they say, I appear to be the one who
Rips these poor hearts' seams in the first place,
And I call back into my corner,
Needle and thread in hand,
And simple disappear...

WordsA kind word can heal a simple wound
While a hurtful oath can just bring about a thousand more.

The Good of the WorldWhy do people always exclaim,
And oh so loud and frequent do they
Say that there is no good left in
The world, but how can that be?

Ah, but they do not realize something
I have recently discovered,
Something that let's me live
In solitude, and udder happiness.

You can only see the
Good of the world if you
Search for it, look past
The bad, because happiness does not lie unhidden.

Something bad will always come your way,
But as dreadful as it is,
It is only an opportunity to find
Something new, and something better within.

Walk AwayAnd so they say
Sometimes you just need to walk away,
And see who follows.

I did this one day,
Walked away, far away,
But sadly no one followed.

And so back home I walk,
Head hung with sorrow,
A pencil drawn smile.

SuccessHow do we reach success?
Back stabbing and stomping on others
Hand as they dangle over the most pitiful
And sorrowful cliff there is?
Is that what society has seem to come
Down to when success it discussed?

Since when has honesty not worked?
Trust and cooperation and companionship
Till the end and through it all...
Where is our youngest of world's heading?

And Now I SeeSimple, isn't it?
Wake up, eat, live, and go back to sleep.
We do this, everyday, nonstop.
This is life,
But stop, read between the lines
Of life for a moment.
What do you see?
Is it love? Or hate?
Or any other emotion here,
But I can tell you this:
It is not balanced.
But what does balance mean?
The equal proportions of something,
Correct?
Is there balance in today's society,
With all this war and love?
Which do we do more of?
Seems like hate, right?
Or is that love?
It souly depends on who you are,
Nothing more, Nothing less.

Feelings InsideYet again you feel it within yourself,
Like a twisting pain, sharp, and
Meaningful.
You somewhat enjoy it, the pain, for
It brings color to a dull world that you see.
Is it jealously?
Perhaps, although there is no reasonable
Thought that comes to mind as to why it
Would be.
It doesn't go away, but when it does,
After much will and forcing out,
You think that you have conquered it,
And if it may ever return again,
It will be easy to rid of and ignore,
However, that never seems to be the case.

Do You Think of Me?Dar tu, te-ai gândit la mine?
"Do you think of me?", this means in Romanian,
For I believe English is not a language in which my love for you,
My endless stream of thoughts and everlasting compassion
Towards you are expressed,
For there are absolutely no words in the English language
To determine how much I utterly care, how insanely compelled
I am when I hear one mention your name, when you speak
In your soft voice that can only be compared to one of an angel's,
Yet even that comparison is not remotely close.
A girl such as yourself, someone so sweet and other adjectives
I would name if your imagine did not leave me speechl

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Lover For LifeI used to write you love
Poems of how we'd
Grow old together,
How we were souls
"Meant to be reunited".

I worried every night
I'd mess things up,
Say something stupid and
Lose the precious jewel
That was you, forever.

I was so list in a
Overwhelming sea of love
For you, and no matter what,
I always was there for you.
I trusted you with secrets

I've never told anyone
Before. I shared my
Hidden wonders with you
And thought you had
Dreamt the same as I.

But all the times
You crushed me,
Slowly disassembled my
Heart and soul piece by piece,
I stuck with you through

It all, because I wanted
It to work, I waned you
To act the same as I did
So

Take A ChanceTake a chance and
Tell someone you love them,
That you can't live without
Them and that you'd die without them.

Take a chance and
Emerge from the hollow
Shell we all stray away in,
And live life instead of

Spending all that time
Contempating how you should.

Her EyesEverything that has
Ever been so perfectly exciting in my life,
And all its sure enough flaws.

All the beauty of everything
Tangible and abstract,
And the ugly black core they posess.

Every love and hate
Song that plays is bittersweet
In the burning impression

Of the deepest recesses of
My memories,
Where, of course,

Her eyes observe me,
What I was, and will become.
Her eyes, buried deep in me,

They whisper softly,
Harsh words of rememberance,
"What if", or "Why didn't you..."

But, perhaps I desrve it,
I let her go,
I let that final glance occur,

I let her eyes stay with
Me, for they said everything
Neither her nor I could ever

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Look To The Sky

by ~idoartguy, May 24, 2012, 3:39:30 PM
Literature / Poetry / Emotional / Free Verse

I told her:
"Forever I have waited for you,
Forever, I've looked to the sky,
Wished with my soul and heart,
For someone to come my way
So my lonesomeness would flee,
And how my blood was spilled upon
That starry night of
Gray furred clouds."

She cooed,
Happy as can be,
Yet cried as she pulled away from me,
Unable to talk,
Unable to see me.

I told her:
"Look to the sky,
Look far into it,
Deep and hard.
But only if you listen
Will you hear me,
Hear my cries.
For the sky never forgets,
Neither will I."