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~ Courage is not the absence of fear, But rather, The judgement, That something else is more important than fear ~
...If the words you spoke were to appear on your skin..would you still be beautiful?
The Needle in Me
Charging against all odds The wings of two birds Makes the observation torturous Not the eye but to the beat It been long A year, maybe two, three But what if, 'You are good, trust me' You'd say at my half arsed attempt to reach that height Obeying every command and treading softly to make sure your bird doesn't fly away. Are we swans? Bound together forever This fateful words once said linger in the back of the mind And every once in a while I fly back To the tree, the alley, the gardens, the migration to you And wonder What if Would it have all been different? If I had stayed? Or was my mistaken love for the crow enough to push the fantasy away? What if.
Tormented love
Our love, long lost Like a ball in a bush, Or a tree in a park. Why does the mind wander At time uncertain Times unknown The tree hotel Rebellious ways of love Puffs of smoke Full the air And torment the mind.
Confusion
Page after page Scrolling... Flutters of organs Slowly beat.. So much time, Am I still the One. Are mistakes of love Real? Unimportant particulars Daily thoughts Yet you have one person Always thought of How.. And I want to know why...
Your a falling star Your the getaway car Your the line in the sand when ive gone too far Your a carousel Your a wishing well You light me up when you ring my bell Your my every minute of every day
It will be time
When you understand What needs to be done And what will no longer be It will be time
The Requirements
We want no boy, but a man who defies the false thoughts Of us mere woman. To run after us, certain of his innocence And to hold on tight, Till we submit.
Liar liar
'Liar, liar Pants on fire Your nose is longer than a telephone wire' That's what you said happened, when one lied. Now I am older and, Your nose is not longer Nor your pants on fire, But you are still a liar.
Truth never lies
A parent of high moral standing Would never use their child as a weapon towards the other should the relationship break down Because they understand that it's only the child that suffers and the happiness of the child is what really matters
Stop
Others my serve and others may leave But the only place I want you Is right here, next to me
Tirlak
Bits and bobs Accumulated by me Letters, notes, a poem Maybe two or three Minute trinkets, To carri with you In your pocket Or around your neck In your pillows socket Between the decks Small intricacies, To carri with you To glance at For if you forget What my face looked like And how you made me fret! They are memorabilia Of our loving friendship For when you miss home And for when you seem to trip, To carri with you
'King and country' blurted in my ear Determined and stern faced Eager for me to accept it The decision that can't be erased Months of this and weeks of that I get a week maybe 2 tops No need for the marbles Training starts tomorrow And with this news My heart filled with sorrow.
Needlework
What if I had the answer Ending the misery I put you in Stitch up that heart of yours With my old tiny pin Would you believe me?
-Alaska Wilde
Y
One letter Explaining how I feel One from the end Of the long line of letters That's me in a nutshell Just one from the end The end of everything The end of us It's how it should be And how I should have been That summers day of confession
Sitting here
Sitting here writing Knowing you'll read Sitting here posting Knowing you'll see Sitting here watching Knowing your watching too Sitting here working Yet still thinking about you Sitting here bored Knowing you want to disturb Sitting here typing Knowing your eager to speak Sitting here waiting Knowing your waiting too For that post or update Saying and letting us know that 'im thinking about you too'