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Poems about Thoughts
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The porcelain peace of winter's shawl.
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As the second hand passes another minute. / I know its a minute I'll never get back. / Refret fills me up when I think of what I said. / I guess I shuld have said it with a little more tact. / / I would give my soul to jump through time. / Er
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Free Falling over this..
by LifeIsIronic
229 words, 4 comments,
on Dec 4 5:13 AM 2008. In Dark, Thoughts, Society, Weird, Fantasy, Other, Death, Pain, Loss, Imagery
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/ >Beyond the stars shines a light / >Forever fading into the night / >Far the beyond the world we know / >The things there always glow /
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Basically my prayer to God.
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"I used to be a plastic bottle" / says the Whole Foods / grocery bag, / smugly smirking at the world / in general. / It's recycled; I'm not. / Does that make it better than me?
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I stand in this room / Empty / The walls come crashing down / I try to pick up the pieces / I can’t / The more I pick up / The faster it comes down / I try to run out / But I’m just pulled back in / I can’t leave / It won’t stop / Al
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What give / To live / A day / In May / To spoon / In June / July / To cry / Oh hey / Hooray, / Each day's / To praise / A lot / We've got / To live / To give, / Too late / This state / Of mind / Did
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Uniform in artificial figure, / Antiquating all undesirable trend, / Pliable, emulative, as well as lacking; / / Confirm all desire, / Producing every possible mien, / Beautiful? Attractive? Or in hiding? / / Eyebrows, disproportionate;
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I think I must be sleeping, somebody come and wake me.... This is my life, my goals and my dreams, all balled up in to one big maze that I can’t find an exit to. I'm in a double edge sword fight with a ghostly figure in the dark... / / I have answers
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( Confused ) That's what comes to mind when I think of you. You left me under the impression that you had moved on. On the operating table, all dressed up and very careful you ripped my heart from my chest. My love for you was layed down to rest. /
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As the night approaches, I sit and listen to what my shadow has to say. Looking at my watch in disbelief on how fast seconds speed away. Fingers have a tingling sensation. Memories start to fade, a turnstile spins away, I feel it but cannot explain it, bu
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So many of us, day in and day out…. Fighting with the elements that surround us. As we are those elements, and we all find strength and comfort in one or all. I hold that fire deep with in me, something like an overdue volcano waiting to erupt and get rid
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/ >Last night I opened up the cage’s door… Last night I just let him go. / The path that he chose it's unknown, even to him self he does
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/ Inconspicuous thoughts cross my mind. / Leaving tracks behind. / At any given time / They just come at me / Without any warning they appear / I sense them when there near / Some I bury deep, some I let them sleep
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What does it feel to have a friend? / / For as long as i can remember... / Friends do not remain forever / / You know that image of the '
by sampa
304 words, 1 comment,
on Dec 3 6:50 AM 2008. In Thoughts
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Falling like the winter's song / Truth itself is never wrong / Even though it may now hurt / There are things we cannot avert / / The passage of time will always flow / As to where its leads we will never know / It has always been beyond ou
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No.. not a greedy type poem xD
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Why did you leave? / Just leave me, helpless, / Scared and alone / I thought I could trust you / I told you my secrets / You helped me / Took the thoughts away / For awhile / You were my lifesaver / My hero / I could tell you my pain
by courage is hope
61 words, 5 comments,
on Dec 2 9:58 PM 2008. In Dark, Thoughts, Sad, Rant, Personal, Depression, Sadness, Anger, Lost friend, Pain
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Where is the person they say you are?
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"Well, I arrived at a familiar destination / late last night or early this morning. / My glazed eyes, at the time in orbit / come smashing
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In Environmental Science today / the oven disapeared and / with it, / our grassland soil samples. / / During the first break, / the teache
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I hear the silence whisper in my ear. / I feel my fate in what I cannot know. / I follow footsteps neither far nor near. / / As nature surely is not there nor here, / But everywhere and nowhere that we know. / I hear its silence whisper in my
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Yesterday, / I saw God in the eyes / of a Morrison’s cashier. / / Her hair was / frizzled in disarray, / and her skin was leathery, / / but her eyes / were soft, kind and gentle, / and her smile was full of warmth. / / A man ask
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Written words / from her head / shattered dreams / of lovers dead / / / like roses plucked / for her scrap book / mildewed men / w
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On a rainy night / in the east village / you can't remember / the last time you spent / together / you wonder if she's well / if only you knew / what became of her / / more and more you become accustomed / to your unacceptabl
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I see dreams flowing through the sky / The surface over the lake is still / My heart is strangely restless / Yet this place is nullifying m
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