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azdi404 · 2 years
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SOBER FEAR A FRESH GAZE IN DISGUISE NO ONE KNOWS A TENDER STROLL IN THE SPURE BLOSSOMING WARM INFANTILE BREATHES MENDING MY SOUL AFTER LOSING AUTHORITY CONSENT ALL OVER I’M SURE YOU DON’T MIND A CHANGE, A PASS DEVIL SPONSORED ECHOS INTO A HOLE AND YOU BELONG TO ME SOUTHERN STAR SWEAT OF JULY OLD GAMES AND YOUR MOTHERS PREACHING SLOWLY FADING AWAY FILTERED FROM THIS MESS BITTER SWEET CHANGE WHILE THE FROZEN ICE AROUND MY FINGERS THAW DRIPPING SLOWLY OVER YOUR PAPER GATES TEARING IT AWAY PIECE BY PIECE TO FEEL LIKE THE FIRST TIME CONTAIN YOURSELF GET LOOSE MORE THAN I CAN TAKE BOW DOWN FEEL THE RHYTHM EVERYBODY HAS A GHOST DON’T FEEL GUILTY KEEP THE EXCESS UNTOLD IF YOU LIKE UNDER SOBER FEAR FEEL THE CHANGE UNDER SOBER FEAR azdi404. #lover #loveofmylife #poetryislife #poetryisnotdead #shortpoems #poetry_addicts #poetryloving #poetryisalive #poemsfromtheheart #darklover #darklovers❤ #poemstoher #poetsofnyc #poemsporn_ #azdi404 #lovepoems #loveislove #darkpoetry #darkpoems💀 #poetssociety #poetsclub #love #lovepoems #loveyou (at Tracy Towers) https://www.instagram.com/p/Ck665eALJZv/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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youinwords · 1 year
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Castle (2)
Your,
no, our - male friends make me feel jealous,
For they spend more time with you than me,
More open conversations, more banter, more time
Than me.
.
But I choose to still love you,
rather than making you my friend,
For I, yearn for that one extra second of eye contact we keep after making one.
For in the ruins of the castle of my dreams, in the high tower, I've already made you my Rapunzel,
For even if your hair are not as long as before, you still have the same charm as then.
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I wish to rebuild my castle, the high tower,
So that no matter how high the walls are,
I shall risk all I have to save you from the isolation.
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So that we escape the castle one day,
Face the thorns at our feet, the beasts in our path,
The thorns of roses and the sweetness of honey.
All that this world would give to us,
If only, we would be for each other.
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#poemstoher
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writtenmalark-blog · 7 years
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There are times I'm not sure if there's enough to hold on to.
I breathe. I live. I laugh. I love. But still-
Why do I hold onto things almost already gone?
Should I stop. Should I continue. Should I keep it in the back of my mind.
What entails my existence for keeping ahold of hope. Should it be as it always was for me. Should it be just for me. Should it be for those I cannot fix. Should it be for those I cannot see.
Regardless of the matter I have no clue as to what it is that I hold onto hope so dearly.
I guess I'm one of "those" relentless lovers. Romantics. Classics. Determined to love. I guess that's the downfall of it all. Loving too much.
We'll see how it ends.
If terrifying, then I will be content.
If calm, I will not be satisfied.
We'll see how this life continues amongst the fruits of our souls.
Written thoughts compiled upon one another, scattered, brainless, thoughtless, and disorganized.
I don't care. It's just me.
That's all I have to say about that.
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mangpekweng-blog · 9 years
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My Queen
This is not an ordinary poem, that consumes you deeply to your soul. Neither an assistance that you call, but surely this will help you to the throne.
A for amity. The feeling when I'm with you, it is a feeling out of the blue. Peace when hugging you is beyond plenty.
B for brain and beauty. You are so beautiful as you may not agree, and your heart as it was in its highest degree. Stop thinking, for me you are really pretty.
C for captivating. Those eyes that makes me melt, the love you give is really felt. Indeed, it is exhilarating.
Maybe this is poem of praise, maybe even  a poem of grace. Surely, this is for someone who is keen, and who it is but only you my queen.
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poemstoher-blog · 11 years
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I Don't Think You Realize
I don't think you realized... I don't think you realized that when I said "can you guys stay longer?" I was really saying "will you stay longer?" I don't think you realize that when I "visit" your roommate, I'm actually coming to see you, even if it is for just a few seconds. I don't think you realize that when I offered to give you massages It is so that my hands will be able to know every curve of your body. I don't think you realize that I hate going to Starbucks, But I go with you so that I know exactly how you take your coffee Mocha chocolate chip frappe. It doesn't even taste like coffee. I don't think you realized that when I said "please stay longer" It wasn't because I wouldn't see you for a month It was because I didn't know if I could survive the month without you.
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writtenmalark-blog · 7 years
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I know it and believe it.
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writtenmalark-blog · 7 years
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I’ve always wanted the best for you. Always.
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writtenmalark-blog · 7 years
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Jealousy creeps in at the wrong times but it’s amazing how you make it go away. I just can’t explain it.
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writtenmalark-blog · 7 years
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There’s independence and there is space. You and I both need it, and that’s okay. I only hope you still love me the same.
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writtenmalark-blog · 7 years
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They’re not letters to you, but they’re thoughts that I always think of when you cross my mind. You make me write and I hope someday you realize how coveted you are. I love you and that, will never change.
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mangpekweng-blog · 9 years
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Endless
It all started on a class,
where numbers swirls as it was.
Eyes asking questions so hard,
that fate lies within a card.
It all started with a book,
where words linger as I look.
Pages you are dreaming of.
Forget, and you write it off.
It all started with a song,
where your voice says nothing’s wrong.
That melody that brings joy,
and feels like I’m a li’l boy.
It all started with a kiss,
where your lips goes with a bliss.
Heartbeat that is like a drum,
like influenced by a rum.
It will be starting today,
where endless begins to play.
Then, as said by your lover,
now will be forever.
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mangpekweng-blog · 9 years
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Learn
We learn how to speak. We learn how to keep. Words are not enough. Maybe it’s a bluff.
We learn how to talk. We learn how to walk. Voice is all I had. I am just a lad.
We learn to create. We learn how to break. Life is a journey. Go and be happy.
We learn how to care. We learn how to bear. Feeling is so strong. Wishing nights are long.
Learn to appreciate. Learn to see things clearly. Love is all I see. Love, just you and me.
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