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Love and LossIn these bright blue depths
Swimming with mystery
Memory upon memory
Rising to the surface
As I look into your eyes.

That night,
Deep in our history,
Each kiss bringing us closer
To the true definition of love.
Spiritual; our bodies and minds united
The morning light our only hindrance
The only shadow to our happiness.

But now as we stand face to face,
Our mutual presence
Sparking the same images to appear,
The same lines to be heard
In our pained minds
Old, forgotten words
Meaningless to others
But send us into a different world
A world devoid of happiness
A world filled with misery

Half of my heart aching in longing
C

Beauty Exists In Dead Smiles

He smiles lovingly into her eyes.

He's never loved anyone else as much as her in the entire world.

She stares back unblinkingly at him.

He smiles, "You are so beautiful." He says before kissing her upon her pale lips.

He lifts up her body and proceeds to kiss her passionately.

He loves her. But she never got the chance to hear him say the words.

My emotionsWhat do I feel?
I feel drained
Like all of my emotions have just vanished into thin air
No one can understand the way I feel
No one
Even if you say you do, you won't feel it like the way I do
Something inside of me is eating away all of my emotions
And I can only concentrate on the pain I feel
The only feeling I have apparently
Pain
An emotion everyone hates
Because they feel venerable
No one wants to feel venerable
This is why we fight through the pain
But I don't have the will to do it
Because I don't want to get rid of the only emotion I have

Time Gone PastIt seems the more and more we think
the further and further we stray off track
from what we really want from our life,
and what we truly lack.

We regard the sadness, and lay waste to joy
and string emotion as if a toy
as a metaphor unleashed for hate
shan't we stop before it's to late?

Perhaps it is,
perhaps it has been for quite sometime.
Perhaps we've lost what it means to be us.
Perhaps we've lost our simplicity and sublime.

The past love for each other exists no more,
no more than a myth or a legend of history.
No more can we consider ourselves different
in this galaxy full and full of mystery.

The trees attempt to teach

I will wait for you"I will wait for you"

A whisper from him
His dieing sentence
Said to her
A love's promise

She watches in horror
As his eyes leak bleakness
His chest vibrates no movement
His mouth echoes no breath

"I love you"

She whispers silently
To the love she has lost
To the life she must live
Forever without him
Forever thinking of him

Taped Romance If you stopped me,
here and now,
I'd tell you how
I want to rewind.

For us to be actors,
with a taped romance.
So what if it's corny?
At least it would be something.

To rewrite the script,
so that anything I ever said
or did to hurt you
would all be a dream.

I want to tell you
everything you mean to me
and how I couldn't bear to lose you
especially now.

But first,
we would have to meet.

And I don't think the script calls for that.

ChildhoodA child used to live here.
It's laughter still echoes through the empty rooms.
I see it's face through the dirty windows.

Play with me.

It's voice tears into me like falling from a mountain top.
I no longer remember how to play.

I've long put up my toys.
The swing set is decorated in cobwebs.
The shallow pool has been drained.

Faceless dolls sit along in the attic collecting dust.

Why won't you come outside?
It asks me in a whine.

Because I've been out there.
It's not as forgiving as it used to be.
The trees no longer hold wonders that I used to see.

The child was me.

Stupid CupidWhen the stupid Cupid came in my way
with bow and arrow, and began to say
"For the loneliness of yours, I have the cure:
a love for you, sweet and pure."
I said, "What kind of angel are you?
Why don't you look for something else to do?
You shoot people, play with their lives
to give them love, which is only strife;
I wonder how fun it must be
to play with other's feelings for pure vanity.
Then, next time you come in my way,
you mind your business, and go away!"
He stared perplexed. What to do, he didn't know.
Then I've stolen the bow and the arrows.

My Winter GirlI fell for her in winter, my winter girl
she had rosy red cheeks and beautiful curls
Her skin was so pale, doves were ashamed
and she knew my heart well so she didn't play games

Oh but her heart was a frozen lake
water turned black by the deep cold
sending shivers of solitude in each wake

She didn't bestow anyone a smile,
one that would make her white teeth appear
a shocking contrast to her mellow style,
because she was so naive

Her rueful complexion only dawned my interest;
how can someone so detached to the world
also be the bravest?

This was my winter girl
emotions meek like the leaves that fell from the trees
long before w

Run AwayThere have been so many times,
I have just wanted life to stop.
For me to run away form this life.

You treat me like garbage,
And I don't know how to handle you anymore.
I want out.

If I died young,
Life for you would be the same.

If I died young,
You wouldn't mourn my passing.

If I died young,
You would keep living your life the way it is.

If I died young,
You wouldn't care.

I feel bad for you,
That you're like this.
It's pathetic.

One of the few people that care about you,
You push away,
And could care less.

So if I died young,
You wouldn't notice.

Writer's BlockA writer's block is something nobody can bear,
That's the truth, that I swear.
We all have a specific goal that we write for,
Even if it sometimes start to feel like a chore.

When our minds are shrouded and we can't think clear,
That's perfectly normal have no fear.
We might not be able to write about the things we like,
Then sometimes the most brilliant inspiration will strike.

Until we get inspired we should practice writing more,
Even if it's just a simple story about how you went to a store.
We must broaden our horizons for new themes and such,
Maybe we find a subject for which we have a special touch.

So prepare for your insp

Will You Marry MeYour face is smooth
        like the edge of a freshly wiped blade

Your skin is warm
        like teardrops in a steel morgue

Your hands are soft
        like linen sheets over pale, cool remains

Your hair falls to your shoulders
        with the accuracy of a weighty noose

Your stride is as confident
        as a blood-spattered Gladiator

Your legs send my heart
        into a state of hysteria

Don't You Know?Don't you know that you're taking her for granted?
She's not going to be there for you for long if you're never there for her
Why don't you call her every once in a while, see if she's okay
She'll appreciate it more than you think
Show her that you truly love her, tell her she's your everything
Just prove to her that she means something to you
'Cause right now she may feel unappreciated
Right now she may feel useless
So prove to her that she's special
Prove to her that she's the only one for you
'Cause you could be slowly losing her
While you spend your time doing nothing
Meet up with her every once in a while
Before she walks aw

BlankLet your mind run riot
Create,
Percieve,
Explore,
Destroy.

Let your mind be your Universe
be what you want to be
because you are god

ChancesEvery great love starts with taking a chance
But in the end something always goes wrong
It's not always full of perfect romance
Not all lovers are destined to belong
So many obstacles are in their way
But they always seem to find each other
Alas! Problems arise and she can't stay
Another chance, one after another
She had hoped the third time would be the charm
But it was just another chance wasted
Yet again her fragile heart was in harm
She only wished that it could have lasted
No more tries, they have run out of chances
The only thing left is stolen glances

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What is Love?

by ~Kataoreos, Sep 15, 2012, 9:41:46 PM
Literature / Poetry / Human Nature / Free Verse

Love
It isn't the size of her breasts
Nor is it the way you dress
Love isn't your wealth
Or popularity
Love isn't the jerk
Love isn't sex

Love is patient
Love is kind
Love is when you'll be there for him
Love is when you'll stay by his side
Love is when you'll spend eternity with him
Love is when you'll die for him
Love is to love

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~angelichope Oct 14, 2012

Ahhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!!! So beautiful and true!!!!

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~sumgie1 Sep 17, 2012

Neat.

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~dagget0 Sep 15, 2012 Hobbyist Photographer

baby don't hurt me ....don't hurt me No more WOAHHH WOAH ahhh wooahh woahh wahh oooo .....XD

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=Fairy-Nature-Lover Sep 15, 2012

VERY well said!!

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