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This feeling of life passing me is back
Makes me feel like I'm on the wrong track.
Everyone has a life they are living
Makes me think: is it worth all the giving?
Am I the one who has to fade away?
Giving myself is a price I must pay.
Destined to be a living sacrifice
Wandering between the naughty and the nice.
No big moment stands out from the past year
Neither moments of joy, anger or fear.
Rather the moments that I think are sweet
Feeling the sea sand covering my feet.
Others rush their lives, but I take it slow
Making memories, leaving a warm glow.
I don't follow the footsteps of a fail
Instead I make my own and leave a trail.
Those grey skies don't mirror what I'm feeling
My face is blank but my heart is smiling.
~C♡
Makes me feel like I'm on the wrong track.
Everyone has a life they are living
Makes me think: is it worth all the giving?
Am I the one who has to fade away?
Giving myself is a price I must pay.
Destined to be a living sacrifice
Wandering between the naughty and the nice.
No big moment stands out from the past year
Neither moments of joy, anger or fear.
Rather the moments that I think are sweet
Feeling the sea sand covering my feet.
Others rush their lives, but I take it slow
Making memories, leaving a warm glow.
I don't follow the footsteps of a fail
Instead I make my own and leave a trail.
Those grey skies don't mirror what I'm feeling
My face is blank but my heart is smiling.
~C♡
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Take this life (original poem)
Never cared to question why.
Never free, born to die.
A life that rots into decay,
A boy with eyes that won't see another day.
Starved and deprived of all he loves,
He yearns to die, and so he does....
Sweet was the life she once knew.
Swept up in love, raped by one untrue.
Eyes full of sorrow, a body full of pain.
Into the night she stumbles, soaked in the rain.
Wishing for it all to end, she offers her life.
Wishing for an easy way, she is given the knife....
Know that this pain is real, yet it hides inside.
Our smiles are a facade, our only disguise.
Marked upon our bodies, wounds we hate to feel.
Etched into eternity, our s
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The Boy That Brought Hope
Her eyes shone with hope in a world full of darkness. The hope the boy gave her with every word he spoke.
She was the girl, who dreamt, dreamt about everything a normal girl was afraid to dream about. She dreamt about seventh heaven, she had always wanted to fly and breathe under water, the power which her dreams gave her. It seemed funny if said aloud but she believed. She believed every cloud had a silver lining. She used to sing, her voice so beautiful that when she sang, all the birds became silent just to listen to her. But then reality hit its toll, the world shattered even her smallest of dreams, broke her into pieces. She could see
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If you want her...
Love her every day a little more
Find a new way everyday to let her know
Tell her always by word
And make sure she really feels loved
Everyday in every way.
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This is the first poem I wrote ^^, It's the one that got me addicted to poetry, I've been writing ever since.
It's written in iambic pentameter - that is, ten syllables in every line, like Shakespeare wrote his sonnets ♡
Date: 23/01/2010
It's written in iambic pentameter - that is, ten syllables in every line, like Shakespeare wrote his sonnets ♡
Date: 23/01/2010
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As part of a Found Poetry: Titles as Art project used in the group, #TheTitlePage, I've used the title of this lovely deviation in a poem here:
A Darker Side of Love
Thank you!!!
A Darker Side of Love
Thank you!!!