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Poems, by popularity this week
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To all of those I've never met / and yet love just the same / I want to ease your heartache / to take away your pain / / I'm reminding yo
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Question all things that do not make sense while / Understanding that you may not find the answers you seek / Even though you search to the
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If I see you shedding tears; / I will shed tears with you / not out of pity but sorrow. / / I would only laugh / if they were tears of joy
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The fragrant fragile flower / Call me Mrs. Rose / That’s my spouse / He is Mr. Thorn / My partner inborn / / He is my savior / The knig
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Me and you / Are friends / / Until the end / Far or near / / I'll always be your / Friend / / No matter where you are / You will always
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As a young child my path was clear. / My mind had not yet filled with fear. / I knew exactly what to be, / Though it was not the same each
by Enoq
172 words, 6 comments,
on Nov 13 2:28 PM
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A loose and libertied translation of Goethe's Gefunden
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Lying on the floor at midnight / Shattered, and silenced / No one felt remorse / No one felt compassion / The light slowly fading / No one notices / Memories with every breath / Tears and blood pool on the floor / Such shame must be burned
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My angel from up above / He brought joy to my heart / Ever since he walked into my life / I been smiling a lot lately / / I don't know why and / I don't know what I'd do / If I lost you / I'd probably go insane / / Because I would fe
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How our perspective does change when we grow up!
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I had a dream just the other night / before it was over it made me cry. / We were holding each other on an empty beach. / We were dancing so close we were cheek to cheek. / Then you told me you l
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I often find myself at your door, contemplating if a knock would bring a smile to your face. Tonight my conscience negates my curiosity to
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What happened to the world we knew? / When did we lose our way? / Or have my memories been eschewed? / Was it just yesterday? / Was not our
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by cee
42 words, 6 comments,
1 day ago
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Its maddening how deep it goes, / a stretch so far that no one knows. / Where nary even wind will blow. / An emptiness where nothing has a
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Regret washes through me like a wave on our beach / I could never be strong enough to hold you up / And the cold rain may wash away our footprints / But it will never carve away the pain / / I ask myself why the world revolves around a single p
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